Godliness with contentment is great gain.1 Timothy 6:6Sitting in a waiting room not long ago, my eyes were immediately drawn to the trendy home renovation show playing on the lobby’s television. Normally I don’t have much attraction to modern TV shows, but decorating and home design episodes can quickly capture my interest.
God is so vastly wonderful, so utterly and completely delightful that He can, without anything other than Himself, meet and overflow the deepest demands of our total nature, mysterious and deep as that nature is.– A.W. TozerIt was early morning.
Has anything taken a place in our heart that is reserved for One?There it was – another testimonial. Someone started taking a health supplement and within weeks their life was drastically changed for the better. For two years I had been taking this particular brand of supplement, hoping to see improvement in some of my long-term health issues.
I stepped hesitantly out of the rented van, gazing uncertainly at the unfamiliar surroundings. The sweltering July air was oppressively humid and it was hard to breathe. The run-down New Orleans neighborhood was dismal and poor. Dirty children roamed the street unsupervised, and lo
The air felt oppressively hot and sticky. A haze of dust and grime engulfed me as I watched dirty, half-naked children scamper around the rows of ramshackle cardboard houses. It was hard to fathom that hundreds of people actually lived in this cramped, filthy neighborhood — one of many “colonias” (poor, make-shift communities) near Juarez, Mexico. Most of the ho
I ventured out on a run. As my feet methodically hit the pavement, my mind turned inward, and not on productive thoughts. To put it bluntly, I was worrying, fretting, and moping. I regret to admit that the argument could easily have been made that I was throwing myself a pity-party.
Haiti 2014To my dear friend, Did you grow up hearing about the great missionaries in Christian history, like I did? To me, theirs were the real adventure stories, and I ate them up like the last berries on the bush, each one savored.
I absolutely love this time of the year, watching fall turn into winter. It is such a peaceful season. Even November (which one of my favorite fictional characters, Anne of Green Gables, named the ugliest month of the year) has something quite still and beautiful about it. And I have always enjoyed the holiday season with the white lights, candles, and pine wreaths.
Recently, my husband asked me how I was doing, and I responded, “I’m ok.” “Just ok?,” he replied. “Yeah, I’m just feeling kind of… ‘blah’ today.”There was nothing really wrong… I had had a fairly smooth, productive day with no major mishaps or baby messes. Yet, something just didn’t feel quite right.