The Fork in the Road
Just 4 months after the twins were born, I battled depression in ways no one truly knew except for my husband. Just two months into my last teaching job…the morning I arrived at the daycare with only three of my four children wearing shoes…I stood frozen in place between the decision to cry nonstop on the side of the road…or scream in my car with no idea if I could stop. That was the day that I made the decision to surrender to what I am doing at this very moment. Nothing was
When Believers Leap…
The moment comes in EVERY believer’s journey, when their faith requires more than prayer—it requires MOVEMENT. A leap. Faith WORKING is MOVEMENT in and on the Word that God has spoken. James says that: “…faith that doesn’t involve action is phony.” James (Jacob) 2:17 TPT So then, the muscle of faith is the believer’s movement! No movement is an indication I don’t have REAL faith! We don’t move when every question has been answered. We don’t move when every resource
Building by Faith: Feeling the Stretch of Stewarding and Carrying More
There are many mornings when my house is still, and it’s quiet. It's the moment I will long for throughout my day, and I know I must embrace it. I have begun to choose to rise early even when it hurts, and begin to work before the children awake. I take the time to sit with God, pray, and listen to Him. This has not been an easy habit to develop, but it has become my requirement before starting each day. When I begin my mornings in this way, I can feel the weight of everythin
