Sickness, Illness and disease are horrible and can make us question God’s love and involvement in our lives. But seek Jesus because He is waiting to tell you how important you are to Him.
After having a strong relationship with the Lord, I fell into a sinful practice. Even after I stopped, the shame didn't go away. I felt like God couldn't use me anymore. Then one day, He showed me the truth. He discarded my filthy rags of shame and clothed me with peace and hope.
No matter how much we like or dislike our home, we can take hope in knowing that, as believers in Christ, we will one day be welcomed to our perfect home.
Sometimes even when we're walking with the Lord and have cast out demons, we can still struggle with strong negative emotions. But by using certain tools, we can still find freedom.
Once we decide to follow Christ, and live according to the pattern he set for us, Satan and his forces will do all they can to stop us. They will twist our emotions so that we're ineffective in the assignments God has for us. But just as Jesus overcame Satan by rising from the dead, so can we.
Victory from our negative emotions cannot be found apart from a right relationship with Christ. Once we decide to be a disciple of Jesus, He will love us by disciplining us. Sometimes with negative emotions. Through prayer and repentance, we have hope and victory.
Bad things happen in life, but we don't have to be bound by the pains of our past, our emotions, or our sin. God desires for us to be victors through Him, and that is a choice.
On Tuesday, December 3rd, 2019, Deb, my midwife, put the handheld ultrasound into her white coat pocket and placed her hand on mine. “I don’t think this is a healthy pregnancy, sweetie.” There had been trouble finding both my two older children’s heartbeats their eight week appointments, so there was probably nothing to worry about. But, then again I though, between thirteen to sixteen weeks there shouldn’t be a problem. “I’ll see if our ultrasound technician can squeeze you in.” Deb slipped out of the white room and came back a few minutes later to escort me to the ultrasound room. It didn’t take long for her to locate my baby, and I smiled as I saw his or her little form. She pushed it down and used every possible angle and feature, but the answer was still no. My baby who had stopped growing at about eight weeks and a day.
(God of Peace) This morning I woke up with my ten-month-old daughter and figured I would be able to get her some food and relax with Jesus. As you can probably guess, that didn’t happen. I did go into the kitchen and started making breakfast. As the eggs were cooking, I washed up the... Continue Reading →