Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been categorized as “Thoughts on God”
Christmas in a Barn
by Mary DeMuth
The
Christmas of 2006 we were homeless. We didn't have keys. Not to a car,
not to a home. We'd flown halfway around the world, leaving behind a
ministry we toiled over. Much, particularly in our hearts, lay in ruins.Read More
by Holley Gerth
Ten years ago my Grandma Frances went home to heaven in her sleep just before Christmas.
My
Grandpa carefully handed me a brightly-wrapped box on Christmas morning
and said, "This is her gift. Now I want you to have it."
A Tangible Reminder
by Mary Byers
Last year I read Me, Myself, & Bob: A True Story About Dreams, God, and Talking Vegetables
by Phil Vischer, creator of the Veggie Tales video series. I was
interested because my children grew up on Veggie Tales. But I was also
interested because somewhere along the way I noticed Phil Vischer was
no longer with Big Idea,
COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
by Virelle Kidder
My
mother had remarkable zeal for Christmas. Weeks in advance, she would
come home from teaching school and bake late into the night. The https://www.elmarair.com/ helped
clean the house and decorate the tree while my older brother Roger
wired the house with Christmas lights,
I'd like to share about a special project that I was asked to be a part of earlier this year – The Pearl Girls.
Like the oyster, we go about our everyday lives until the unexpected happens. Yet God's grace covers our pain and transforms it into a beautiful pearl.
If I had my way, I'd just write books for charity. (Seriously, maybe after I get the kids through college!). I feel so blessed to use my love for writing to encourage people to see God's grace in their lives. Like Eric Liddell – I feel the pleasure of God when I write.
But I'd like to give back.
"She's just a troublemaker."
My daughter returned home from a high school dance, came and sat on my bed, and proceeded to describe for me her evening. Who she danced with, the slow songs with her boyfriend, and of course….the troublemakers. I knew them – we all do. Living in a small town,
