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Are problems holding you in a pit? If so, Trust God for help!

We have found that in the journey of life, it’s not uncommon to find ourselves in what can only be described as “pits”—deep, dark places where problems seem to hold us captive. These pits can manifest in countless ways: a

Be bold! Be confident! Have faith in God!

Be Bold. The words looped in my brain throughout the early morning. Driving to work, I sang them over and over. Be Bold. In our world today, fear is rampant. And sometimes with good reason. Check out any number of

Never Stop Praying, God will make a way somehow!

The enemy loves to throw curveballs, create bad situations, cause division, strife and disorder. When the enemy is allowed “free reign, it can wreak havoc in your life and it can often leave you feeling overwhelmed, hopeless, and unsure of

Stressed? 6 Bible Verses That may Help!

Last night, I made my oh-so-long to-do list including numerous chapters to write for a tight book deadline, travel arrangements to make, conference calls, notes for classes, mountains of laundry—let’s just say that I thought about not getting up today.

What You say to yourself matters!

Who hasn’t experienced negative self-talk? Years ago, a knowledgeable guide delighted our group of moms and kids on a field trip to a local historic site. But I sensed her emptiness and wanted to talk to her about the Lord.

Tired of Suffering?

A man came to his pastor and said, “Pastor, would you please pray that God will give me patience?” Two weeks later, he returned and said, “Good grief, Pastor! Terrible things are happening to me. My life’s coming unglued.” “Well,”

Hold on! The Story isn’t over! There’s More!

God places value in our journey and the discovery of age-old truths that are vibrant and life-changing for us here in our specific new season.  For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do

Let God give you gardens Along the Way!

It is the glory of God to unveil His mysterious ways to us, one day, one garden at a time. I grew up a city kid, always a short commute from a major trauma center when my dad could quickly

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