He was standing right in front of them, holes in his hands, his feet, his side. And they doubted?... But aren’t we the same?
I was saved when I was very young, and I had a limited understanding of the gospel and who God really was. It was in my twenties when someone asked me if I wanted to really know God...
Some would think it too exclusive... yet as narrow minded as it sounds, there is only one truth. One day, the Truth will be realized by all, even scoffers, upon bended knee...
We recently had our first overnight outing as a family of four, where my toddler experienced night terrors on our trip... The Lord ministered to me as I sat there in the darkness, painting a vivid picture of how we choose to suffer in the dark, apart from God, instead of looking to the Light.
“None of your business!!” My dad was my 8th grade basketball coach, and I once believed nothing could break his concentration from those ten players running up and down that squeaky court. Turns out, some junior high boys yelling from the bleachers for his daughter’s phone number could.
Ok, ladies. I’m about to ruffle some feathers. Now don’t be alarmed, I promise to play nice. But something has been nagging at my heart for months now, and it’s high time I stop trying to push it down, and address it for what it is.
Before He went to the cross, Jesus prayed for us-- not for faith or wisdom-- but for our unity with Him, and with other believers.
“God is faithful” doesn't mean He is going to do everything I think He should... God promised to conform me, and He is.
“Mom, the moon is following us!” My three-year-old daughter, Myla, excitedly announced this perceived observation, one evening, from the backseat of the car...
Guilt. This is a big one for me, ladies. Especially MOMGUILT. Hashtag ALL.THE.TIME.