When Avi first met Jesus, she discovered the depth of His love and compassion. In the midst of the Passover celebration, not far away from where she stood, people shouted praises, fanning palm branches high and low. Something moved her forward, arms gently caressing the ef’-od in her hands, her feet unable to stop until . . .
Their eyes met. No one ever described him, or told of the kindness in his eyes, the joy emitting from his face. If they had, their report was inaccurate. There was much more to him than the miracles they proclaimed . . .
For years I celebrated Easter as if it were a stand-alone holiday, singing “Up from the Grave He Arose” without giving much thought to the horror of the Dying or the silence of the Dead. Providentially, my early efforts to incarnate and to enliven an invisible God in the hearts of four sweet boys found a way into the obtuse heart of their mother as well.
What’s a girl to do? Here I am, trying to serve the Lord with my writing talents, and I’m running into stop signs. But we don’t sit at stop signs endlessly, do we? We pause, evaluate our surroundings, and use our best judgment to move ahead when an appropriate amount of time has passed. That’s just what God’s been guiding me to do. He’s assuring me He’s in control, despite appearances to the contrary. He’s instructing me to move forward in any direction that’s not blocked, making headway wherever possible. This article is the first step in that direction.
I’m figuring out how to work around my deficiencies, and not let them render me senseless. “If there is first a willing mind, it is accepted according to what one has, and not according to what he does not have.” 2 Corinthians 8:12
Have you ever waited?? For someone . . . for something . . . for the next step . . . for healing . . .for breakthroughs and miracles . . for life to happen? I think at least once in our life, we all experience a season of waiting; I know I have.
My tagline (I am a writer and a story performer) is, Encouraging Words through Pen and Performance. As a writer for RUBY magazine, I pray that what I write, no matter the topic, will honor God, and serve you, the readers. I also hope that my writing will encourage others to write. Recently, I recommended RUBY as a place for a friend of mine to send her work. Imagine my delight when she told me that Nina had accepted her piece! This is one of the great joys of life, knowing that you have served another.
I am so excited to bring you this special collection of recipes! Coming from a second generation Irish family means my dad’s side celebrated their heritage every day. When we all got together there was no shortage of green, stories of the old country, and singing of songs. St Paddy’ Day was always a great time and rivaled Christmas for my favorite holiday! This collection comes from many very talented bloggers. Please be sure to visit them and tell them I sent you!
“Maybe your secret admirer will shovel you out again tomorrow.” Trudi laughed at her mother’s words. “That’s as likely as a snow angel coming to my aid.” She didn’t know who’d shoveled their driveway this morning, but it couldn’t be an admirer. Trudi crossed the living room to the window and pulled back the heavy drapes. She swiped the sleeve of her terry robe down the misty pane and gazed out. “Ray’s attending a conference for another day, and he’s already extended the date for my proposal. So snow or no snow, the deadline is tomorrow.”
“Patches of fog won’t hold up under sun.” I clipped this intriguing phrase out of a newspaper, pondering its meaning.
“Patches of fog” reminded me of the confusion and depression I’d experienced.
“Lord, give me clear sailing,” is what I often cry when I feel the fog’s so thick I’d really rather die.
Then, just for a moment, He’ll cause the fog to lift.
But He says, “My grace, sufficient, is the greater gift.
“When at last, you’ve stood the test,”
He gently lets me know, “you’ll receive the crown of life. The trials help you grow.
If you are like most everyone these days, you can’t wait for spring! Here’s a fun calendar that you can download and print off or use it on your blog or website, or even set it as you wallpaper on your home computer. Be sure to let us know how you are using the March 2017 FREE printable calendar, and be sure to stop back for the April calendar, too. If you want to download the March 2017 free printable calendar to your computer, just right click on the image and “save as” a picture and you’re all set. Have fun as you celebrate the arrival of spring!
“Have you heard…Coach P is dating the French teacher?” That was the scuttlebutt going around the high school where we both taught. I guess, in a way, you could say we had quite a crowd watching the development of our dating relationship in the spring of 1981. There was no Facebook or You-Tube, but there were 2300 sets of eyes on us five days a week that semester. What an unlikely match we were. He loved the outdoors and camping as well as coaching football and track. His attire included coaching shorts and tennis shoes. He loved math and science.
In every season of grief, almighty arms held my family and me high above an abyss of uncertainty and pain. Those arms aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.
“The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.” Deuteronomy 33:27
Three groups of people come to Nehemiah with their complaints. They are all coming from a position of powerlessness. There is a unique fear that only the powerless experience. Most of us have no knowledge of it, but, like Nehemiah, we must find the courage to look at it squarely, for it is all around us.