Tag Archive: Devotional

When Your Quiet Time is Not So Quiet

It wasn’t like I turned my back on God. I just couldn’t fit Him in my schedule. The birth of our third child pushed me over the edge – the pages of my carefully crafted day planner fluttering in the breeze. Normally, I spent time in Bible study and prayer in the morning after the…

Parole for Christmas

I don’t know what I was expecting. World peace? The end of poverty? But when I asked the six felons at the table around me what they wanted for Christmas, they responded in unison. “Papers!” “Papers?” I naively asked. “Yeah. Parole papers,” the one closest to me explained. “We want to be home for Christmas.”…

Catch Me

Though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand. Psalm 37:24 NIV “Spencer! Spencer!” Amy called around the house looking for her son. Hearing stumbling from above, she walked to the stairs. On the top stair was Spencer – seizing. In distress, he had been searching for his mother….

If Only

But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain that we can carry nothing out. – 1 Timothy 6:6-7 “If only we lived near ski slopes again, then I could be a professional skier,” said my son, presenting a fair argument for packing up and moving…

Buhfai Tham

Buhfai Tham means a ‘handful of rice’. It’s a ministry started in Mizoram, India one hundred years ago. The ladies, though they have not much more to give, set aside a handful of rice each meal to give to the church as their tithe. The church then sells the rice in order to sustain her…

Changing, growing…seeking!

“The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.”  ~ Hans Hofmann “Hey!” Kendall walked into the kitchen. It was the twinkle in her eyes more than her excited tone that captured my attention. “Can you come here for a minute?” I dried my hands on a towel and…

What’s that Smell?

The smell was so bad he was embarrassed to take friends to lunch. My husband drove a burgundy Saturn in the early days of our marriage. And it stunk. For a male, a little stink in a car is like a trophy. What guy wants his wheels to smell of strawberries and roses? But over…

The Importance of Sharing our Stories

Sometimes we wonder if anyone is really paying any attention to our words; if there’s any value in getting them down. There are times Solomon’s words echo through my head, “Of the making of many books, there is no end.” And I wonder if it is a worthy effort to add my own volumes–whether bound…