Are you wondering if God has forgotten about you? He hasn't. Not ever.

If God were to send you a message, I think He’d write something like the words in this note.
Last Friday night was one of the best nights ever. Our family cheered, screamed, yelled, high-fived, and laughed as we watched our favorite quarterback, Scottie Benedict, lead the Minnetonka Skippers to a homecoming victory. Scottie, aka My Favorite Youngest Nephew, played his heart out. (He is really, really good!) We couldn’t have been more excited when his passes were complete and the touchdowns were made. And when he got sacked…we stopped breathing. We were so focused on what Scottie was doing. Nothing was more important than Scottie
So I joined a Get Fit Boot Camp at my local YMCA. Good grief. I must have really been feeling motivated to kick some butt when I did that! And now that motivation needs to turn into action. Ooftah. When I work out on my own, or with a trainer, I think I’m doing quite well. How do I know? Everything hurts and I thank God for every breath I’m still able to take. And I’m only horizontal when the trainer tells me to get on the
I watched the mother carry her young daughter down the sidewalk. The little girl’s legs were wrapped around her mother’s waist; pink leggings and white tennis shoes dangling in complete relaxation. Her tiny soft arms curled around her mother’s neck while her chin rested on the strong shoulder of the one who had carried her since conception. It was a picture of strength and relaxation. I want someone to carry me like that. Today it would feel good to not be responsible, to not make decisions. I don’t want
God, I don’t understand random acts of violence. I don’t understand people shooting other people because they disagree. I don’t understand children bullying other children. I don’t understand cancer. These things make me angry. And sad. I know you are Trustworthy. And I know I should and can trust you. Today it is harder to do that. God, please forgive me for my lack of trust. Please forgive me for my unbelief. For those in our country today who lost loved ones in the senseless shooting in Arizona, For those
Sometimes I just make life too hard. And making it too hard steals my joy. Not a good thing. It’s so easy to get caught up in the busy-ness, crazy-ness. and messy-ness that’s part of living in the real world. Can you relate to this? That’s when I need to remember that Jesus came to give us life – a full life, a rich life, a joy-filled life! (John 10:10) So today… Let’s look for joy. A giggle… A smile… A warm word… A thank you… A memory from
I love January 1st. Everything about it says new beginnings…dreams to be fulfilled…aspirations to be realized…love to be shared. I found the devotional below on a website called Appleseeds. It’s my prayer as we enter 2011. Thank you for sharing the journey with me. “A Morning Wish” by W.R. Hunt. “The sun is just rising on the morning of another day, the first day of the new year. What can I wish that this day, that this year, may bring to me? Nothing that shall make the
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