Being a Mom and Wife is an amazing journey but it’s different then what I imagined. And there have been disappointments along the way. However, in the midst of it all God always gives me more than I ask for! I’m surprised by His ways and humbled. He meets me where I’m at…
Why should we make quiet time a priority? Are there any Moms out there today who are pulling their hair out yet? Are the kids running through the house fighting, complaining about being bored, begging you to let them spend the day in front of the computer, crying because their friends can’t come…
I want my children to know that in this world of toil and snare we have a King who is above all kings. Jesus rules and we are safe in His loving arms. I feel that my greatest Christmas gift I can give to my children is the story of Jesus. He is our love…
Out of curiosity I was drawn to a Facebook group discussion about children and meditation. A parent was wondering if Christians should teach their kids to meditate. It was indeed an interesting debate. Some felt meditation is o.k. if the child is encouraged to focus on things of God. Others were concerned that some…
Written by Casey Johnson Joy. We sing about joy often. Joy to the World. Ode to Joy. I’ve Got the Joy, Joy, Joy. These are a few examples. We talk about joy. But what does joy mean? Many misunderstand that joy=happiness and happiness=joy. Sadly, with this misunderstanding many good people miss a wonderful gift…
I can discern God’s voice when I feel peace. I sense His presence and a calmness. I’m overtaken by it. I find myself being still in complete confidence that I’m safe and secure in His loving arms. God’s peace is supernatural and this kind of peace is from the Holy Spirit and not from…
Question and Answer I desire to grow in my relationship with God and lean on Him to show me His ways. But prayer is hard for me. Whenever I go to ask Him to do something in my life I feel silly asking Him. Why ask or expect God to answer my prayers…
“Don’t open this until you get home.” I’d heard those words once already just a few weeks before. A friend from church invited me out for coffee. After a lovely evening catching up, we stood beside our cars outside to say goodbye. When she reached out to hug me, she handed me a sealed envelope…
Who can we trust? Who will protect our Country? Who will stop terrorist attacks? Who are we the people putting our trust in? We want freedom and security. We want peace on earth. Is there one Presidential Candidate that can do this for us? I’ve listened to both Republican and Democratic debates. I don’t agree…
With one hand navigating the steering wheel, my other fumbled blindly through the pockets of my purse. My fingertips deciphered different shapes and textures as my hand patted around for the familiar hard cylinder of my chapstick. My hand found a small rectangular slip of paper that I deposited in the cup holder to throw…
