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A Tree Proverb
Long into a serious and frustrating conversation about faith, my husband pointed at a familiar tree in the yard. It’s been there for decades longer than we’ve been alive. “How does the tree stand?” he asked. I knew the question was loaded. I also know him; he won’t answer until I do. “It’s weight. And…
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For the Rainy Days
“As the rain soaks into the ground, so pray the Lord to let His gospel soak into your soul.” – C.H. Spurgeon With rainy days come umbrellas, puddles on (previously) clean floors, and dour expressions. Laziness is common, as are melancholy moods. Rain makes us contemplative, tired, and sullen. The grey sky seems to indicate that,…
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Being Heavenly Minded for Earthly Good
Our car rolled to a stop on the side of the highway. The difference between 55 mph and 0 mph was startling. Inside and out, our car looked to be in perfect working order––but now it couldn’t move. I watched my Mr. Fix-It lift the hood and investigate. His answer was sure: All the right…
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But Jesus
There were big things to do. There throngs willing to listen who needed to hear. There were disciples seeking training and teaching. “But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed.” –Luke 5:16 There were people to heal. There were lost souls to share the Gospel with. There were places to get to, people…
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The Sore Loser
My competitive side was getting the better of me. As far as we were into the game, it was clear I wasn’t going to win. I’d tried, strategizing my way through, but there was no doubt who would have the victory (not me.) The temptation? To pick up the whole stinkin- board game and shake…
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Leave God-Room
“Leave room for Jesus.” That’s what we’d tease dating friends who always seemed to want to be close to each other. It was a light-hearted way to remind them that God’s way is better than our way. The principle applies to much more than just purity in relationships though. Franklin Graham, in his autobiography Rebel…
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The Ongoing Struggle with Control (And How God Answered My Prayer)
I heard the sound of glass rattling in the kitchen. Peeking in, I saw my guy kindly unloading the dishwasher. My first response? To *almost* inform him he was doing it wrong. How does one unload a dishwasher incorrectly? By breaking everything? By dumping dirt on the plates? Placing everything in the cereal cupboard? Nope.…


