“Winning the Prayer Battle”
You are never alone when you go before the throne of God.
Read moreNurturing the “Pre-Born-Again”
Last week, as I was catching up with a Christian friend I hadn’t seen in ages, she told me that her HS son has a new girlfriend, “a very sweet girl, but not a Christian, she’s had no religious upbringing.”
What?? A Christian dating an unbeliever!! For some Christians, those are fighting words.
Many Christian parents pray for their babies’ spouses from the day their child is born, or perhaps even before. I started continue here
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Bonus Week Is Almost Here!
True confession: I have not always been the best daughter when it comes to calling my parents. It isn’t that I didn’t want to call them, it’s just that I developed a bad habit years ago of only calling on Sunday afternoons.
However, the weeks of Mother’s Day, Father’s Day and their birthdays were Bonus Weeks: Mom and/or Dad received a card and a phone call!
How sad is that… that once or twice a year my folks heard from me twice in one week. Ouch! Why was I continue reading here
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Running On Empty!
Empty. Exhausted. Frustrated. Burned out. Worn out. Helpless. Hopeless. Joyless. Passionless. Ready to quit. Except you can’t.
You can’t quit your job. Or your marriage. Or your parenting. Or your ministry. You can’t quit, but you can’t continue when you have nothing left to give.
Maybe if you just dig a little deeper you’ll find the drive, the motivation, the passion that you used to have. Surely it’s there; it’s just a little beyond reach. So you dig, but the hole just gets wider, deeper and find more here
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The Spotlight of Self-Focus
In the third verse of the Bible God said, “Let there be light.” In the 27th verse, God created mankind, and ever since we’ve been turning the light away from God and onto ourselves.
Well, I have, anyway. This morning was no different. Brian and I had a disagreement, I let my anger explode, said things I shouldn’t have, put on my walking shoes and headed out the door.
Hmmm, what light was shining then? Well, let’s just say I had a choice; I could continue right here
Marcia Furrow 