Likewise, ye younger, submit yourselves unto the elder. Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble. (1 Peter 5:5) As Mother’s today, we have a lot to live up too. We’re supposed to be supermom that can do everything and then some. We’re to hold the world with one hand while conquering our own affairs. We’re to be proud of what we can do and flaunt it. If we admit that we can’t do it all, then we are called weak and maybe even…
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IDENTITY: Who someone is; the name of a person. The qualities, beliefs, etc., that make a particular person or group different from others. Our identity is who we are; it makes up our character. So many things come into play when one’s identity is being formed. Genetics, birth place, beliefs, social relationships and friends etc. It determines how we view ourselves, how we think about ourselves. I have struggled with my identity since I was a teenager, which usually meant I was always taking on the identity of my closest friend or group of friends at the time. I would…
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Jesus came to a broken world; a world in need of love, healing, and peace. He came to this world with a humble presence, wrapped in love, and the only gift of life. He arrived as a babe, a precious gift as the angels rejoiced. Although the angels couldn’t understand the salvation He would be; they celebrated Him. As the month of my anniversary is arriving soon, I can’t help but reflect on our growth as a couple or individually. Our love has changed, grown, and has remained through some difficult storms. Yet, our love has triumphed! Love can’t be…
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During the darkest period of my marriage, I had to make a choice who was going to win the battle for my husband’s heart. Yet, as the words of my husband rang in my ears, “I have decided to walk away from God,” I was determined to fight for it. Although my husband refused to reveal the reason behind his decision, I felt blindsided. As the days progressed I didn’t recognized my husband, who was he? So angry, silent, and wouldn’t come close to me or talk about God. Yet, I had to wipe away the tears and decided to…
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I’ve gotten into the habit over the last couple months of walking in the early morning hours; up well before the sun on weekday mornings. It’s quiet and peaceful, and when there is a full moon, not cloudy, and you can see all the stars in the sky, it’s really quite inspiring and a great opportunity to pray and seek the Lord. Last Saturday, I woke up and got on my walking shoes to head out just as the daylight was starting to show itself. We had a nice rain during the night. As I was walking down the road,…