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...
She stumbled to the gate, her soul broken and tattered. Her hands grasped for the gate as her knees collapsed, smacking the floor. She couldn’t speak. Her mouth was dry, her strength had faded, and her words had run out. Her feeble self, in contrast to majesty, made...
I was sitting outside reading a book about how life rarely turns out as we plan. When I couldn’t help but tear up. I wanted to pray, but at this point in my life, it’s still a challenge. If I am being honest, praying biblically hurts too much. I remember praying hard...
