I awoke from my bed, but the world felt so dark. As I set my feet on the floor, I felt as though I had been given a cloak of heaviness around my shoulders. ————— “This is the day.” The Father said with a lump in His throat. ————— As I did my morning...
I woke up not feeling ready for church. It had been a busy week, but my heart felt hard. Struggling with apathy, I went through the motions of getting ready. Although my devotion time wasn’t long, I still prayed and asked God to help me. After service, Sunday...
It was a Sunday morning, and I was not at church. With sickness lingering around, I decided to stay home. I’d leisurely gotten up and read more of “Becoming Elisabeth Elliot” until the sermon from my church began streaming. Then, given the beautiful Florida “winter...
I looked around, feeling the darkness pressing in — not just in the world but also in my mind and my heart. Why does the pain of this life have to be so crippling? I get up, only to be knocked down again. I no longer feel as though I’m running, but I’m limping. ...
After a long, arduous trek that left her battered, bruised, and nearly crushed, she arrived at a spacious place. She basked in the sunshine and smelled the wildflowers. She breathed in the mountain air and twirled as she danced in the beauty around her. She frolicked...
