Nestled in fiery colored flames, the bold, uppercase words on the highway's billboard, "TURN BEFORE YOU BURN," caught my attention. I understood the intent—to provoke an intense sense of urgency to accept Christ or spend eternity in Hell. Although the message was sincere, the approach didn't sit well with me. Shouldn't God's love, not His… Continue reading 5 Things the Bible Says About God’s Punishment
“Now, what do you do, Laura?” A simple but loaded question, at least for me. Over the past two years, I've narrated a response to this in my head countless times. So why could I not get the words out, “I am a stay-at-home Mom.” Is your identity found in the title after your signature or the inscription God penned by your name?
Twirling in her white dress as the sun caught every highlight of blonde hair, my oldest daughter looked radiant. Her dress mirrored that of a young bride’s, and the joy emanating from her deep dimpled cheeks, exuberant. Today, her birthday, was about her, so we catered to her as if she were a bride, too. Surrounded by plenty of friends and family, she would celebrate in style. She had the dress, the party, and the gifts to enjoy. What more could a five-year-old want?
“Seriously, they chose HER to be the next director?” I thought while walking into the breakroom after learning this news. Once there, it was like being back in high school where the popular girls, my so-called friends, dissected their latest victim, not much differently from the frog we had just left displayed in the science lab. Although I knew this was wrong, I kept my mouth shut, thankful not to be the subject of their venomous remarks. I figured that teenage girls naturally outgrew this kind of catty talk only to discover that women elevated it into full-blown verbal assaults.
Guest Post by Jennifer H. Yates @ http://www.JenniferHYates.com I’ve never been much for wearing hats. Don’t get me wrong; I like hats. They look great on other people. Me—not so much. But truthfully, I wear a lot of hats. I bet you do, too. As women, we often serve many roles: wife, mother, daughter, sister,… Continue reading Remaining in Jesus from Dawn to Dusk
Where is he? I thought his plane landed thirty minutes ago. Why is he not at the arrival gate? I frantically paced in front of the ARRIVALS sign.Finally, I caught a wave of copper hair and my brother's wide, dimpled smile. “Hey, Sis, have you been waiting long?” LOADED QUESTION. Read More on the Blog....
“Well, this isn’t Heaven,” remarked my great-grandmother upon waking up from hip surgery. Her voice dripped with disappointment. Well into her nineties, she was warned that she risked not pulling through surgery, and she was prepared for that. In fact, she welcomed death, for she eagerly anticipated going to Heaven to see her Savior.
Over the last couple of weeks, the Holy Spirit has led me to put aside many responsibilities that do not include my family, especially my husband, which is one of the hardest things for me to do. I am of the mindset that my husband is a grown man who doesn’t really need me, but will always be there should I ever need him. Besides, I have other things to do.
After a six day vacation away with my husband, I was thrilled to see my girls when we arrived home. Nothing warms the heart like two little ones screaming your name and jumping in your arms to give you the biggest hugs and kisses. But like the pains of childbirth, quickly forgotten when your baby… Continue reading When Only Momma will Do
During a recent conversation with a friend, she lamented, “I feel so out of whack; I just can’t seem to get myself or my children on a schedule.” Chuckling, I replied, “I can’t seem to get myself off of a schedule.” My love for all things structured and pre-planned comes honestly, for I come from… Continue reading Manage Your Schedule before it Manages You