God has a voice, and he’s using it to communicate to all of us, today.
His truth can heal your broken yesterdays, so you can break open for others in your tomorrows.
...what really, are we binging on? could it be that we're working hard and earning shallow, sowing hard but reaping little? ...
...ever wonder why the best things in life comes the hardest, the slowest? Maybe the enemy to real productivity is what's inside of us...here's so that we can actually take heart and go on building something substantial with our life, & go on from passivity to real productivity in discovering His call for our lives
In hearing God's voice for our own lives, we may be tempted to question if something is within God's will or not by how smooth-sailing and problem-free the journey is, which is not what the Bible teaches the Christian life to be.
I must have listened to this Word 5 or 6 times, and still, not have enough. I take it in by the mouthfuls - how this Word out of his words, reminds me that we've got a shield, a Mighty Fortress. And how the wind of adversity: the challenges of life, the discouragement of people, the… Continue reading why the winds of adversity can’t take us down
are you feeling a little worn out too by the noise around you? come take a breather with me as we listen to the interview, and tune in to His voice
When the Husband delivered this message straight from his heart, ripe from his study and fresh from the Word to our church a couple of weeks ago, I was overjoyed and deeply thankful for the sound of his voice , and the sound of the Heavenly Father's voice that reminds us of our rich inheritance in Him, and… Continue reading How to get every inch of God’s promised land for your life
...honestly?, these tips below are helpful to me. I used to fret having to prepare for a sermon when the days are busy, and the kids noisy, and the time's tight, and the interruptions common, and as for quietnes??, an impossibility...but what's in fact more pressing is that, after the day has worn me out, and i… Continue reading How to always be ready with the Word
...Yes, I am guilty of this too - many times stopping short of just feeling bad without letting the heart really gets it - the wrong done against God, the injustice done against others, and the price I've gotta pay for my own mistakes...but fully admitting that my sin breaks His heart, and gathering courage to walk… Continue reading How feeling bad may not change a thing
When Easter rolls in and my husband preached that Sunday morning a message on "Why do you seek the Living among the dead?", I sat straight up and listened hard and fought to take every word in. I wanted Easter to be all over me - a heart reality - a personal experience - a speaking voice, and not… Continue reading Are You Looking for the Living among the Dead?
...So we ate and sat in the company of about 20 of you tonight. And what can we say? --Thank you-- It was a wonderful time, a memorable fellowship, an amazing connection...and to think that we had flown out so that we can be with you tonight?, that is amazing 🙂 And really,---you are at a very important junction of… Continue reading How to Live the Days of Your Youth and Be Certain of an Uncertain Future
Jesus answered and said to her, “Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again, but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.” John 4:13-14 (NKJV) Apparently, we women… Continue reading How to Find the Love You’ve Been Longing For When Hope’s Been Dashed into A 1000 Pieces
Dear You, Really, it's You, and Me, and Us...and the whole company of us all here, who feel a little like losers...like we've made the biggest blunders today...and regret over the failure of not parenting right...who flounder our way through our day - emotional - and days feeling far from perfect... You - and I - and us,… Continue reading Twilight Grace in Impossible Places
When they broke the news, my world broke into a thousand fragments. They flew him in a coffin, face white as brazen snow. The warm dances of his fingertips once ruffling through my hair, his gentle soothing voices calming me to sleep, stopped short, and sudden. There wasn't time for any goodbyes and the last story's still hanging in mid air... When… Continue reading How to Reclaim the Broken Within You