The Fight For Joy

Joy

My broken yesterday bleeds into my today. Hemorrhages, really. Heat pump stopped pumping in the +90° heat. I know that won’t be a cheap fix.  Car won’t start at the kids’ college campus parking lot.  I’m the one with the AAA card, so I’m the one that had to wait for the tow truck driver. […]

Note to Self . . .

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I am complete in Christ.  Colossians 2:9-10 I have direct access to the throne of grace.  Hebrews 4:14-16 I am free from condemnation.  Romans 8:1-2 I am assured that God works for my good in all circumstances.  Romans 8:28 I am free from any condemnation brought against me. I cannot be separated from the love […]

It is Well

It-is-well

The past several years have been a stream of difficulties. I’m not exaggerating, nor am I sympathy seeking. It wasn’t until yesterday while I was listening to the sermon at church that God did a bit of a flashback showing me it all.  Not so I’d feel sorry for myself.  But because I can be […]

Applied Christianity

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God…how do I live this out practically? I mean, this is what you want—this is what you are looking for in your children.  So help me to understand the walk You desire behind these few words . . . “He has showed you, O man, what is good.   And what does the Lord require of […]

Do I Believe God is in Control?

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A God big enough to make this world and keep it going  is big enough to help me with my problems today. Isn’t He? Do I believe that? Do I really believe He will help me? How “in control” is God? No matter what I know, what I actually believe is reflected in my peace. “I […]

Plans and Thoughts; His and Mine

we plan god laughs magnet

Quite often things don’t go as I would like or as I plan. Years ago, a friend gave me a fridge magnet she said was perfect for me, “We plan; God laughs!”  To be completely honest, the comment along with the magnet kinda ticked me off.  And while I get the humor behind it now, […]

Do I Trust God to Help Me Get the Choices Right?

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When I’m feeling down, it’s a lowness I can’t always easily rise out of. I used to feel such guilt over that. Like I was failing God some how, some way, because I couldn’t seem to pull myself up by the boot straps quickly enough. Or because I found myself in that low place—again—to begin with. […]