Watching those fledglings grow up over the edge of the nest, their eyes on Mama and their beaks open for nourishment, reminded me that you and I have not been left to fend for ourselves. Our heavenly Father waits for us to look to Him to meet our needs.
Some mornings it feels like I’m walking side by side with Jesus on dusty roads or sitting on grassy hillsides listening to His teachings. This was one of those mornings. As I read through chapter 10, I could hear the confusion and disbelief in the Pharisees’ voices. And the confident, compassionate clarity in voice of The Good Shepherd.
The I Can Talk to God picture book releases Monday, June 1, 2000. We’re celebrating with a Children’s Book Package Giveaway!
Sometimes God seems far away because you can’t see or feel Him. But He is right there, ready to listen to you. I want to help kids know and embrace that truth. I want them to know they can talk to God anytime and anywhere. That’s why I wrote my new picture book, I Can Talk to God.
With all this extra time with your kids and grandkids, you might be looking for ways to encourage their Spiritual Formation. God created our bodies, and we can use them in communicating with Him and praising Him. Here’s a simple prayer, especially for the kinesthetic learner who craves movement.
A giraffe is unlike any other animal. The zebra however could be mistaken for a small horse that paused too long in front of a graffiti artist. That’s why the zebra became the mascot for rare diseases. But this isn’t a post about a chronic illness or even about my journey with a rare and wily disease. This conversation is more specifically about gaining perspective in the wake of any given wave that rocks your boat.
If we live long enough you and I will stare down many harbors of heartache. The burial of a loved one. Betrayal. The loss of a career. A chronic illness. Financial disaster. The list is long. Right now you might feel stuck in a season of sorrow. Or have a friend who is camped in a hurting place. This resource is for you.
That Palm Sunday morning when I looked up at the cross, the view had changed since my Saturday morning visit. A long table flanked the cross. A water bottle sat in front of it. And a cut piece of firewood stood on one arm of the cross. That wasn’t right! I’m guilty of adding clutter to the cross. Maybe you are too?
We can hold a hurting friend, cry with her, wash her dishes, pick her kids up from school, and fix a supper, but when we pray Scripture over her, we’re giving her a gift that God promises to sink deep into her soul and give it roots. In today’s post, I’m sharing 12 of the verses I pray over my suffering sister-friends.
How do you measure your self-worth? How do you determine your true value? That’s what Sharon Jaynes chats with us about in her guest post on my blog–Owning Your True Value.