Let your soul sway and lurch with the storm, keeping one eye on the One who can still it with a word, even as you cry out to him to save you.
Authority and submission are not a system of organizing worth . . .
Grit is developed over time. The long-suffering of life-long barrenness had produced in Elizabeth a holiness (Luke 1:6, ESV).
I tuck into “child’s pose” because I am a child. I need His arms to wrap around me.
My eyes welled as they scanned the words−each one spreading salve on my current situation. I had just traveled through a dark valley, overcome by depression and wracked with physical sickness. I had spent the night before crying on my bathroom floor to the God Who Sees. I poured over Psalm 116, reliving the bigContinue reading “Finding Jesus”
Will I find joy in the unseen, private sacrifice of bringing order to chaos within the walls of my home?
For those Valley dwellers, how do we as fellow Image bearers step into a role of responsibility without being overbearing or self-serving?