Blog Post by Jessica White Davis That’s not his last name. But that’s his girl and it’s hers. When I picked up these shirts and saw that the name had been added to the back, I’ll admit my heart sunk for a minute. It felt wrong to ask Chris to wear my late husband’s last…
By Amy Weatherly (shared with permission) https://www.amyweatherly.com Friday was dark. Friday was death. Friday was mourning, and weeping, and pain. Sunday was light. Sunday was life. Sunday was rejoicing, and crying happy tears, and hope. But what about Saturday? What about the Sabbath? What about the middle day? What was going on? How were people feeling? …
Blog Post By Buffey Greene After lunch today, I was about to get up and leave and felt the nudge to hang out another couple of minutes. I wasn’t sure exactly why. Within a minute a mom wheeled her son in a side door and parked his wheelchair right next to me. I looked over…
Crossing2Freedom classes are gearing up for Spring 2021….
During my study this morning in Jan Hicks book titled, “Crossing2Freedom”, I paused….
Have you ever wondered what it loos like to truly live humbly in this hour in which humility is based on a sliding scale of man’s opinions?
Have you ever wondered what makes you tick as a person? What makes the functions of this body feel the various emotions we have? And how does our inner voice speak to our actions both good and bad? God, it seems has once again in our creation done a most incredible thing by giving us a…
No one craves brokenness…but perhaps we should. The literal translation of verse 9 is that when we are weak, God comes and pitches a tent over us and dwells with us until we are strong. I’m learning to be ok with waiting in my brokenness as long as He stays with me.
Fear has been the greatest tool of the enemy in my life for as long as I can remember, specifically the “what if” fears which invite worry. As a little girl, I remember being very fearful of getting lost or left somewhere. I tried to control this fear by staying close to my parents at all times, even in our house. As a teenager, I had a deeply rooted fear of being disrespected or dishonored publicly. I tried to control this through aggression & defensiveness. As a young woman, that fear of rejection showed up in my life in the form of using people & rejecting others before they could reject me. I tried to control this by hardening my heart.
Have you ever heard something said that sparked a quick trip down memory lane? That recently happened to me when my husband said something to me. It made me think of the old TV shows, I’ve Got a Secret, To Tell the Truth, and Truth or Consequences….