So many times I wondered, “Why, Lord?” Why the storm of infertility, why the pain of loss, why the trial of physical issues? In the midst of it all, I truly felt as though God was sleeping while a furious storm (of hurricane proportions) swept through my life. What did I have to do to wake Him…
It’s rainy today. The droplets splatter on the car, on my face, on the windows. I’ve been stressed, nerves stretched taunt and thin. I worried last night, as I lay in bed, that I just don’t have it in me to do the things God has called me to. I want to walk in…
Once upon a time there was a man who decided to do everything the Scriptures said. He picked up his Bible, flipped it open and read the first verse his finger landed on. he went away and hanged himself. Matthew 27:5 “Wait!” he cried, “This can’t be right.” He shut the Bible firmly then opened it again…
The bed squeaked under my weight. Light filtered in from the street lamp and illuminated the life-size sunflowers on my wall. “What happened today, God?” My voice echoed in the empty house. Pieces splintering off the ceiling. Pieces full of fear and sorrow and hurt. It’s never fun to hear your failings. It’s even less…
As he went along, he saw a man who was blind from birth… John 9:1 How many times have I read this story? Numerous. But this time, oh, this time, the words seem to burst from the page with a soul-deep strength. Most of the healings that are recorded in the gospels start with someone…
Nehemiah was a working man. Cupbearer to the King of Persia, he lived at the Palace and served the highest official in the land. When God burdened Nehemiah’s heart with the condition of his homeland, Israel, he wasn’t looking around for the most capable man. Nehemiah was a cupbearer, not a builder. Yet, God saw…
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