Ephesians-3:14-19

Waiting on God's time is hard. But if we turn our perspective to the mercy of waiting, perhaps we might even be grateful for the in-between!…

Helping a child learn to pray is a combination of small daily inputs that add up to a robust foundation for a child to draw on the rest of their lives.…

Can We Pray Like Paul? Brenda Wood looks at one of Paul’s prayers and shows us how to pray like he did.…

Waiting on God's time is hard. But if we turn our perspective to the mercy of waiting, perhaps we might even be grateful for the in-between!…

It is an inevitable inevitability. Change. Not always easy. Not always welcome. But definitely in.ev.it.a.ble. The cycle of life has a way of reminding us that even though change can be very diffi……

In Ephesians 3:14-19 Paul prayed that the Father would grant us to be strengthened through His Spirit “that Christ may make His home in your hearts.” The next step is “that you, b……

It is an inevitable inevitability. Change. Not always easy. Not always welcome. But definitely in.ev.it.a.ble. The cycle of life has a way of reminding us that even though change can be very diffi……

My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much. My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much... #I suffered transplant shock.…

I was ecstatic! Finally, I got the two-wheeled bicycle I begged for after two years. All my friends already had theirs. My eight-year-old self squealed with glee one fine summer day. I hopped onto it, wobbling along our gravel-and-tar road way out in the marsh countryside. I became a two-wheeled pro in a matter of days—no training wheels for this girl! Nope. One day, in my mother’s last month of pregnancy for my brother, I decided to show off my new-found talents. “Look, Mom. No hands!” I shouted.…

My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much. My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much... #I suffered transplant shock.…