Posts Tagged "Helper"

Hope in Nicaragua: Hugs From Little Children

Posted by on Nov 11, 2017 in Articles | 3 comments

Hope in Nicaragua: Hugs From Little Children

“She extends her hand to the poor; yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy. Proverbs 31:20     Garbage littered the streets.  Homes were made out of metal sheeting.  Sewage ran down the road.  Laundry was draped over wire fencing.  Home after home, street after street, the further out we drove from Managua, the more poverty we witnessed.  We were going to a primary school to serve lunch and work with the children.  “What will the school be like?” I wondered as I witnessed the gradual decline outside the window of our shuttle.   I thought I’d prepared myself...

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Who Do You Say That I Am?

Posted by on Aug 3, 2017 in Articles | 6 comments

Who Do You Say That I Am?

I’ve spent several weeks dealing with my identity in Christ.  I am a child of the Most-High God, joint-heir with Christ, His daughter, His friend, His bride.  I am an apostle, scribe, His messenger.  I am loved, treasured, cherished.   Still, despite the reminders (over and over and over again!) of those truths, I’d again have trouble focusing on the Lord’s work and instead find myself focusing on the troubles, the obstacles, the arrows being shot in my direction. I was still saying, “Yes, Lord, but…” and then would spill out to God the doubts, fears, and reservations,...

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Calm in the Storm

Posted by on Jun 29, 2016 in Articles | 4 comments

Calm in the Storm

Lightning streaked across the sky.  Thunder rumbled in the distance.  The rain didn’t come, but the humidity rose steadily, promising rain would come.  It was well after two in the morning, but I couldn’t sleep.  Sitting on the living room floor in front of the French doors that lead to my deck, with my terrified dog resting her head in my lap, I watched the seemingly endless lightning flashing through the dark.   What is it about storms that I just have to watch?  I have a good friend who is absolutely terrified of storms.  He was visiting one afternoon when a storm hit.  For...

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Through the Desert to the Garden

Posted by on Mar 3, 2016 in Articles | 0 comments

Through the Desert to the Garden

The sun emblazoned the crystals of sand.  Any breath of breeze picked up the sand and carried it along, throwing it into my face before swirling it across the expanse.  The heat pressed down on me, and my thirst was overwhelming.  I knew I wasn’t alone.  Turning my head to the right, I sensed a friend.  To the left – apprehension, fear.  I couldn’t, however, see anyone.  Pulling my legs up to my chest and resting my head against my knees, I whispered, “Lord, what’s going on?  Where am I and why am I here?”   I gasped awake.  Sweat poured from my body.  I reached for...

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To Have Wings Like a Dove

Posted by on Feb 7, 2014 in Articles | 0 comments

To Have Wings Like a Dove

It’s been a rotten day.  Nothing truly terrible has happened – no illness, no catastrophes, no kids in jail (yet), no bodily harm has been inflicted (yet).  It’s just been, well, rotten.  It’s been one of those “all the little things have added up” sorts of days.   I didn’t sleep well last night (So? What’s new?)  I was awakened at 5:15 by my wonderful, noisy husband who was trying a little too hard to not be noisy.  I dozed until 6:30, at which time he always kisses me good-bye and wishes me a good day before he leaves for work.  I drifted back to sleep, only to...

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