Equipping Moms with Bible Studies
Broken pieces encompass the frailty of humanity. It's a truth we all know. From my daughter's five-year-old perspective though, it seems a bit harder to understand. She sees brokenness on the street corners, embodied by people holding signs. Illness overtakes a family, and she watches as my husband and I fervently pray for healing.
Read MoreThe dark form glided towards my daughter’s bedroom. Frozen, I watched while it silently lifted her out of her bed and flew back down the stairs, just as she woke up and began to scream for me.
Read More“Pray, Mommy. Pray,” my youngest insists. At two years of age, my daughter already knows how meals begin at our table. I smile as I glance over at her. Her short locks of wispy, blonde hair and sweet, tender disposition are a delight to behold. With hands tightly clasped, she squints her eyes closed.
Read MoreI know what a panic attack feels like. When adrenaline surges through my body I have to blink a few times just to see clearly.
Read MoreI awoke from a vivid dream around four in the morning. Though my eyes were swollen from all the tears I cried earlier, I began quietly sobbing again, in the stillness of the night.
Read More“I was not born knowing how to cook. I learned one step at a time. . . I notice the same progression in my ability to understand the hard parts of Scripture.” Guest writer, Rachel Schmoyer, shares tips for Bible study.
Read MoreWe are all incredibly weary people. Is it possible our weariness is more than a physical state of being?
Read MoreFive years ago my husband and I made a life altering decision.
Read MoreA typical night of bedtime routines was quickly thrown off course with an unsettling outburst from one of my daughters. “I don't want to go to bed!” she yelled. With arms folded, she stood with her feet firmly planted in place.
Read MoreCan we share a minute or two over coffee? Would you lean in, just for a moment, to hear these words I'm about to share with you?
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