“God, I want to be close to You again,” I murmured to myself as I dealt with children’s laundry. Certainly this week I overflowed with gratitude that I am a nanny again. I continued letting my murmuring flow forth automatically, listening to the thoughts of my inner self, “I just
Today I spoke with someone and went on and on about how awesome life is. Isn’t that awesome? God is good all the time. Suddenly a great company of heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace
But now, this is what the Lord says—he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through
I would like to preach at you tonight. By that I generally mean tell you about the goodness of God. He is really amazing. I am really grateful for His love. See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that
I am way too tired tonight because I decided to stay up and laugh. Well, that was what I intended, but what was supposed to be comedy kind of made me sad. Not really sad though. There was a moment or two of pure joy today. That might be an
What would I even want to say? If God is for us, who can be against us? If He did not spare His own Son, but gave Him up for us all, will He not also graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God
Something I have realized in the last few days is that when I think of how I lost the little me used to be, I smile. I don’t smile for where I once was, but generally in the last few days I have reflected with a few friends about how
I believe in miracles. I was about to make that the entire post and end with the verse, “If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.” But if this is a miracle, if this miracle “sticks”, I never believed for it. I never prayed for it.
God didn’t call us to easy, a friend says, God called us to hard. Today several times it has felt as though I could feel the nails by which I am crucified in my hands. As if I can feel myself being nailed to the proverbial cross. Incredible pain. Incredibly
When peace like a river attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll, Whatever my lot, He has taught me to say, “It is well. It is well with my soul.” Today had ups and downs. Every day is likely to have them. Last week if I felt the
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