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An Easter Poem-He Lives Forevermore
An Easter Poem: He Lives Forevermore This Easter poem is the result of my reflection on His incredible sacrifice. I pray these simple words encourage you to consider all Christ gave to benefit us. The king upon the colt lamented as the shout, “Hosanna!” rang....
Revival or Not, It is all About Him
We couldn't revive her limp body. I'd rubbed the silken bottoms of her feet and called out her name in an attempt to awaken her-but I'd known. She wasn't breathing. Each second collapsed into eternity as my husband bent over our daughter's tiny frame; his measured...
From the Bookshelf
This month I've been in a wonderful reading frenzy and have several nonfiction Christian books to recommend. I've ventured into a couple of others, but I'm not far enough along to share yet. Maybe you'll find a few to add to your reading list as we move...
Four Simple & Effective Ways to Engage Your Teen & Overcome the Enemy
“Author John Chasteen’s words struck me. Only minutes before my daughter had shared alarming statistics about Generation Z-her, age group, gathered from Barna, the CDC, and university websites. Somewhere between changing hundreds of diapers, flipping...
Feasting on the Bread of Life
The tantalizing scents of yeast and baking bread beckoned to me. Still bleary-eyed from sleep, I padded from the guest room to the dimly lit kitchen and surveyed the room. A large silver mixer stood on the counter, its dough attachment spinning vigorously as Gracie...
Jesus: Man of Sorrows, Man of Joy
“I don’t know what it means to have joy,” she said. “I’ve read all of the books, studied scripture, and prayed, but I don’t feel as though I have the joy we’re promised. I smile. I try to act cheerful, but it all feels like a lie.” Does your heart break over...
Pick Up Your Cross: The Selfless Love of Sorrow
Emotions ebb and flow like a mountain river rushing past my feet. It’s that time I’ve set aside to lay my soul bare before the One who knows me best. One moment, I’m bent over in adoration, kneeling in a position of gratitude as my heart pours out thanks for...
