The more aware I am of my own unworthiness, the more I understand the meaning of grace.
Without Jesus, all our walking is leading us nowhere.
Fear is so very far from the place of grace that God has for us.
A little poetry about God’s gifts . . .
When I fail, when I doubt– my God never stops meeting me with His grace.
Praise the Lord for mercy.
I am a masterpiece of God. So are you. This isn’t just my idea of a Friday morning pep talk, although goodness knows I could use one. This is the truth of God– that we are more than just this mess of flesh and bone and sin and desperation. We are masterpieces– works of art, […]
I know I’m supposed to walk by faith and not by sight. But I want to see Him.
I think that one of the hardest things about being who I am– a pastor’s kid, a Christian school graduate, a Bible college graduate, a pastor’s wife– is the fact that I know all the so-called right answers to all the spiritual struggles I face in my daily life. I know them in my head, […]
How it must grieve my Lord’s heart when I fail to trust Him, fail to obey, to stand up, to do what is right, though He has been preparing and teaching me for this very thing.