Lately, I feel the Lord is prompting me to spend more time in prayer. I pray daily, but I don’t usually carve out a specific time to pray over the people in my life. It’s time to not only pray in general, but to make my prayer time more specific and dedicated. I need to…
Brooke Lynn is a strong woman. She is a wife and mother. She is a nurse and an author. And she has a heart after God. She has graciously shared her life’s experiences and struggles on her blog and in her book, Raised by Strangers, in effort to bring healing, strength and hope to others. As you…
This week I was reading John 4:10. Jesus had gone to Samaria and was sitting to rest by the well. A Samarian woman had come to the well to get water. In that culture, Jews didn’t talk to Samaritans. Jesus asked her for a drink. She was intrigued that this Jewish man would talk to…
What’s my testimony? How do I define it? I feel my testimony in Christ has different levels through different stages of my life. I grew up in a Christian home and I’ve always known who Jesus was. So when someone would ask about my testimony, sometimes I would say, “I don’t have one”. But of…
Sometimes, in life, there comes a point where you are forced to look up from your cheerio smattered floor, your bathroom that smells like six chickens live in it (in all fairness, six chickens DO live in my bathroom,) and your hair that has not been washed in roughly a week. Maybe you do a…
Grace For The Day by Beth Biggers I sat in my bathroom, doors locked, ugly angry tears pouring out alongside my ugly angry heart. It’s the only place in my house where the doors lock. It’s my sanctuary. I come here to eat oreos and to pray. And I guess sometimes I shower and brush…
“Through a Glass, Dimly” by Beth Biggers It is there. It is there behind every moment of your life. It is bleeding through art, through arguments, through dinner dishes and late night cry sessions. It is in the painful and beautiful memories of your past. It is waiting for you in the promise of your…
By Rebekah I remember that first fragile moment I wanted to be a mom. Moving from the terror, to the thrill of what a baby would bring. I remember the first day I was no longer scared to become pregnant, but instead felt only wild anticipation for the season of motherhood to begin. I thought…
“Every time I climb on to a plane, I hand over the control of my life to the pilot. I trust he knows what he is doing. I’ve learned I can trust God even more.” Quote from Brave Mom by Sherry Surratt (pg132). I had a horrible taste in my mouth and an awful stomach…
by Deena Staples I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy on a brisk November night in 2010. He was a true blessing as we had conceived our other two children with the use of fertility drugs and decided to leave the conception of this final baby up to God. We conceived after only three…
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