mama like no other! Through the years, every second of the way, even when distance seemed to prevail, she’s been there . . . Through each trial, every heartbreak and pain, even when giving up seemed the only way, she’s been there . . . The first one to smile at me on my entrance [...]
The Lord's Prayer has become one of the most frequently recited prayers in my home. To round up our morning devotions, we all pray it together, and I must admit that I'm super proud of Drama Queen (now five and half) and Bumble Bee (soon to be four in a few weeks) for being able [...]
Finally getting to share this post. Let’s pray these words with my dear Kathy.
Yesterday, as I prayed, so many things came to mind to pray about.
I had a deep devotional time in Mark 11, and I will write about that in another post.
I took a long walk.
A couple walked together, hand-in-hand, and smiling. Another couple worked together on a project on their back stoop. Children ran and laughed in the park.
Lord, knit Your families together.
I met a man on his walk, one from our church. We smiled and chatted, staying 6 feet apart.
Lord, build Your Body.
I saw a dad and son playing ball in the park.
Lord, turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest You come and smite the earth with a curse. (Malachi 4.6)
May there be tents set up in back yards, with giggles inside.
Birds were chitter-chattering, swirling in the air…
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Dear Heavenly Father, In the worship of you, we use the gifts You have given to express all the wonders You surround us with. In the praise of Your name, we tell the world through words and pictures how Your love is never-ending and Your glory, never fading. But when we take a closer look, [...]
You just have to let it . . .
God's Grace!
Let Him lead . . .
There's a war going on!
Oh, I lifted my voice and prayed even louder. I was thankful about many more things, that the issues that brought me before my Father in the first place began to pale in comparison to the ones I was now grateful for.
As Christmastime begins to fade into the coming season, we watch how the adverts for turkeys suddenly morph into gym subscriptions - to get the body back in shape after the season of overindulgence . . .
It started by dragging my attention to my neighbours, then it spoke . . .
As I worked on it, in a split second, my phone blinked with a message: WordPress Has Stopped . . .
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