Ever wonder what God is up to? Do I? I do, about once a week. I teach middle school and for whatever reason, I am right where God wants me. Lord, help me.
Watch and listen as you cook for those Christmas folks today. Depending on who you will see over your holidays, you may need this by the end of the week.
Matthew 28:19-20 (NASB) Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, 20 teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”
I want to share a sermon by Pastor Andy Stanley called Saved by the Church. Like him I also was saved … More
Every year, a meltdown is inevitable. I love Christmas, but memories come flooding back every year and I must deal with them. The pain never gets better. God’s grace and comfort seem to increase. I want to be happy and joyful in this season, but it no longer comes naturally. The enemy would have me to wallow in a pit of sorrow, but I will not. I choose joy.
The day we arrive at a new church I think about what the day that we leave will be like. … More
Snowmageddan 2015 wasn’t a total waste. As a matter of fact, God laid on my heart to write and since … More
I am an ordinary person. You probably are also. I am a minister’s wife, a mother of two, Bible study … More
My Deliverer 6 I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and … More
‘Life in the Slow Lane” By Kathy McBroom June 27, 2013 Recently, I had hip surgery. This obviously slowed me … More
When our children were young, every summer my family would make its annual pilgrimage to the beach. Over the years we have watched our daughters and their cousins grow up with interests changing from sandcastle building to skim boarding. I love to awaken early and walk along the cool, white sandy beach, spending time with God. When our girls woke up, they would hit the beach, not wanting to miss one precious moment of fun. I loved to lie back in my chair listening to their laughter and screams as an occasional wave overtook them. At the end of the day, nothing that swam was safe as we hit out favorite seafood restaurants. These memories we will all cherish forever.
In the summer of 2008, I had the great privilege of visiting another beach as well. Traveling with an amazing group of high school students from West Tennessee and Arkansas, we visited Omaha beach in Normandy, France. No sounds of laughter could be heard there.