I am so glad God is patient with us. I’ve been worried lately about some people very dear to me, people who are struggling in this life, in their faith. My heart has been so heavy, so burdened. I find myself crying out to God…and simply crying so often. I grasp the pain this life […]
Grief is defined as deep sorrow. But there are no words to adequately describe grief.
You see, the journey is about God’s faithfulness and revealing the true condition of our hearts.
I don’t know where you are today, but I know we all must work on making good choices, God choices. It’s a daily—really a moment by moment—choice to follow God, to cling to the hope He brings. I don’t know about you, but I’m working on making the right choices.
I wonder why some people find their faith solidified in the face of extreme trials while others see their faith wither and die.
I know there are many Christians questioning how someone could renounce their faith, but I must say that I understand. Although I never gave up on God, I was close.
We are children on the one true King, the King of kings, the ruler of heaven and earth! And we have Him living inside of us! We must embrace our identity as the chosen ones.
None of us likes the pain and trials of this world. We don’t rejoice when life gets hard, when we are struck with illness or the loss of a loved one. We don’t look forward to these painful circumstances that are part of the human experience.
We made our annual trek to Chick-Fil-A for Cow Appreciation Day, but the drive home was a little more than we bargained for…
The tears welled up as the dagger was stuck into my heart and twisted so deeply. The stereotypical comment was more than my bleeding heart could handle. In that moment, I contemplated never stepping foot in a church again.
