__________________ God’s name is Jehovah-Jireh…which means “The Lord will provide” __________________ I have to be honest with you and say there are some stories in the Bible I’m a little uneasy with…today’s story is unfortunately one of them. You see, I struggle with the idea of Abraham willingly sacrificing Isaac…the
One of our greatest joys at Love God Greatly is to connect with women from all over the world {ah, internet, you are a beautiful thing!}. And my, oh my, has God done some major connecting! Did you know that Love God Greatly Online Bible Studies are in over seventy countries worldwide? You read
I can almost see Paul as he finishes the book of Galatians. Like a loving father, he has something important to say and he wants to make sure those who are reading get the magnitude of his words. No longer content to dictate the letter to a scribe, Paul writes
I am a rule keeper. I LOVE knowing what is expected of me and if I’m meeting those expectations. And if I find out that I’m not, the anxiety begins and I unknowingly go from being a free woman in Christ to an enslaved woman to other people’s expectations and
I grew up in a bi-racial family… typing that sounds weird to me because I never saw my family that way. After my parents divorced my mom later remarried and my dad, technically my step-dad, just happened to be half Cherokee and half Mexican…but fully my dad. I never saw
I woke up this morning to the sound of my phone ringing. It was an early morning phone call… the kind you don’t ever want to get. The kind you witness through TV or the movies but pray you don’t ever receive in real life. That was the kind of
The book of Galatians is an amazing little book that packs a punch. It’s a book that brings us face to face with the gospel message. While many assume “the gospel” is something mainly for non-believers, Paul shows us otherwise. As Tim Keller says in his book Galatians For You:
This past week one of my dear friends from my own Love God Greatly group showed me two small Bibles she had recently inherited through her mother-in-law’s passing. The Bibles dated back to the late 1800’s and were amazing to look at. Inside the well-worn pages listed the date when
I am the Psalmist. I too have a history of crying out to God, reminding Him of all that I do for Him and asking Him the “whens” and the “whys”… When Lord? When will you avenge? Why Lord? Why have you allowed this? And I too have a history of
“What a precious treasure is the Word of God! It is like a deep mine filled with gold, silver, and precious gems, and we must take time to ‘dig’ for these treasures. A mere surface reading of Scripture will not put spiritual treasure in our hearts. Mining treasure is hard