Category: Book Reviews
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God Made Martha
“What’s a Martha?” my husband asked when he saw the title of the book. “Martha from the Bible,” I replied, tapping the subtitle. He read it out loud: “good news for the woman who gets things done.” Laughing, he said, “that’s you!” Tackling common misconceptions, Reid addresses the reasons Jesus corrected Martha when she grew…
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Getting to Know the Holy Spirit
“The Holy Spirit isn’t an ‘it,’ but a person. You can say ‘He’.” I don’t remember who told me that, or when. But someone did, and it sparked a Bible-quisition when I was a new Christian. The more I read about the Holy Spirit in Scripture, the more excited I was about the reality that…
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Praise the Most High!
I got dizzy as I crouched in yet another spot and angled the camera again. Though I tried very hard, I just couldn’t fit the lighthouse in one shot. It’s highest height was just too high. There was something satisfying about surrendering my desired photo perspective to just sit there and look up. My interest…
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God-Sized Dreams Takeaways
Are you a dreamer? Do you have God-given dreams? Last week I got to wrap up a book study of You’re Made for a God-Sized Dream by Holley Gerth. It’s been convicting and encouraging to read along with everyone. Even if you haven’t read it, I hope you’ll benefit from the highlights I’ve learned along the…
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Ecclesiastes and The Wise Fool
“Have you ever read Ecclesiastes?” my friend asked. We’d been talking about philosophy and that question we all face sometimes: does any of this matter? I hadn’t taken any drastic measures yet. A nose piercing was about the least risky thought I’d entertained in my crisis of purpose. “What’s Ecclesiastes?” I replied, expecting an explanation…
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To Rest or…Is It Rest? That is the Question.
4 o’clock. I weighed the choice in my mind. It had been a long day, and I wanted to rest. TV is a go-to when I want to relax. But I knew I had more to do. I knew if I watched TV immediately, I’d lose time with my guy catching up on my to-do…
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Head-Turning Worship
Makeup reapplied after a day of missions service, she beamed as she stood at the front of the worship team, belting out the words in the mic. One arm was raised, the other thumped over her heart. Even her ponytail nodded along in agreement to the rhythm. I watched from the camp’s sound booth, mesmerized.…


