We've been pondering the unimaginable love of God, and how we can pray for such love in the lives around us. Paul is teaching us in Ephesians 3, praying that his friends would be rooted and established in love, and that they would come to know how wide the love of Christ is.
If we could have coffee today, I’d say, “It’s ok not to be ok. ” For many years, my life was mostly sunny, but then came “the storm. ” Rain streamed down in my world and hurt poured out from a place in my heart that I’d kept locked for years.
If I were a silent voice inside your head helping you to build healthy relationships, you might hear me say: “Let your heart be thankful. ” Many say that the antidote to bitterness is thankfulness. Polar opposites, making it almost impossible for the two to coexist.
If we could have coffee today, I’d say, “God will never give up on us. ” One day, memories of a stunning series of failures in my life began playing like a bad home movie in my mind. Have you ever had that happen? This script usually goes like this: “You can’t be used by God.
When we think of prayer, our default, for better or for worse, is that we tend to ask God for things. Fortunately, he is a loving Father who loves it when His children come to Him with all kinds of requests. But prayer is so much more than that.
Alice Gray tells the story of a young mother who came home after a long, hard day. Her little girl ran out of the house to greet her. “Mommy, Mommy, wait until I tell you what happened today!” After listening to a few sentences, the mother responded by saying the rest could wait until later.
In Luke 10:29, a man asked Jesus, "Who is my neighbor?" Jesus responded with a story of a man robbed, beaten, and stripped of his dignity. Several religious people passed him by, even though they were neighbors. Then a man who had nothing in common with him stopped and tended to him, and made sure he was safe.
If I were a silent voice in your head to help you build healthier relationships, you might hear me say: "People are funny, and I don’t mean 'haha. '" One of my dear friends, upon hearing this quote, said, "Susan, you’ve got to go on the road with that statement. " .
Susan Carroll glanced in the rearview mirror at her second-grade son as they pulled into the parking lot on the first day of school. He seemed okay, but she had had false hope before. For the past two years, both in kindergarten and first grade, Paul had awakened every school morning begging to stay home.
I was talking with a young mom whose child battled anxiousness. She prayed for her child every day. She whispered scriptures over that little one. She endured when others – those who hadn’t walked in her shoes – judged her when her child struggled publicly.