Jesus: The Better Warrior… I’m a mom to three boys. You know what that means, don’t you? No matter how often I remind them to be gentle and compassionate, they always find a way to remind me that God made them ALL boy. In their world, sticks become swords. Chopsticks
“Behold, what I have seen to be good and fitting is to eat and drink and find enjoyment in all the toil with which one toils under the sun the few days of his life that God has given him, for this is his lot. Everyone also to whom God
Suppose you were sick and there was a proven medicine that would help you. You are aware that this medicine exists, but you don’t ask for it. It’s not that you don’t want to get better. In fact, you are longing for freedom from this sickness so you can get
“Formerly, when you did not know God, you were enslaved to those that by nature are not gods. But now that you have come to know God, or rather to be known by God, how can you turn back again to the weak and worthless elementary principles of the world,
Seeking, longing, searching… this poor Psalmist is waiting on the Lord to deliver him from this affliction. He is trying to remain strong, but he is growing weary, feeling as though he could faint. His eyes are tired from looking for glimpses of God. Have you ever been there? I
Growing up I never felt like I had any special talents. There was nothing that I excelled at. I wasn’t into sports, academically I was average, at home I was a bit messy. I’m not crafty or super outgoing. For years I had no idea what “spiritual gift” God had