Yesterday morning, I woke up with a headache and a stiff neck. This is not unusual for me; anytime there is a change in the weather, I usually feel yucky for a day or two. I sat down at the table and opened up my computer to start work. Joe said, “why don’t you take…
Blessed to be a Blessing My nightly prayer always starts with the same words, “thank you, Lord, for the many blessings you have given me.” Each morning, my prayer starts similarly because I feel extremely grateful and thankful to be on the receiving end of the Lord’s blessings. But, those who receive a blessing from…
It doesn’t happen often, but I love it when the Lord hammers a message home to me. This week, I am getting the message to Dream Big even though it looks like nothing is happening. It all started when I listened to a sermon this week, and in his message, he talked about the tiny…
Last week, I talked about one of the things I don’t want to hear Jesus say: “Did I not tell you so.” My mind must be still thinking about things I don’t want to hear Jesus say because I have another one this week; “Because I said so.”
Have you read or heard the Bible story of how Jesus raised Lazarus from the dead? It is one of the most fascinating stories in the entire Bible, and every time I read the account, something different stands out to me.
Fear is an emotion that serves a needed purpose. It alerts us to danger and can keep us from harm. That fear triggers a response; some of you might have heard it called the “flight or fight” response. I’m a flight person, while my husband is a fight guy.
The tongue is so powerful and has the power to build up or tear down. The spoken word is amazing; when used for good, you can see people light up with happiness and joy. But, when spoken in a hurtful way, you can see someone slump with defeat and despair.
A couple of weeks ago, I messaged an acquaintance/friend and mentioned that I was out shopping and asked what she was up to. When she messaged back, her reply was short, curt, and not exactly friendly. I brushed it off and messaged back some helpful information that I thought she would like to know. Her…
How is it that what you think will be a walk in the park turns out to be like walking on hot coals? Last week, my Sunday Post was about taking a day of rest. After working for six days, the Lord rested on the seventh day. The seventh day, the day of rest is…
And on the seventh day, He rested. How many of you struggle with rest? I’m betting many of you are like me, and you find that resting doesn’t come easy. Don’t confuse sleep with rest; I get plenty of sleep, but the act of resting is difficult for me.