Judges is a book that shows over and over again that God’s chosen people reject him. They are redeemed, provided for, and yet it doesn’t secure faithfulness. Still, in a culture of faithlessness some remained faithful. In the fourth chapter of Judges we are introduced to Deborah, a faithful servant Deborah had many Roles Her …
Rebekah was no ordinary woman of faith. She left everything familiar to travel to a foreign land and marry a man she had never met because she trusted the Lord’s leading. After years of barrenness, Isaac prayed for her, and God answered with twins. I can’t imagine being pregnant with twins, but this particular pregnancy …
I didn’t have a problem coming up with names for my kids. In fact, I had more names than I could have children. My daughters would probably have preferred that I give them different names, but what’s done is done. There are a few names I did not consider; they should have been grateful. Names …
My dog spends every mealtime under the table. She has learned which family member is most likely to “share” their vegetables. Sometimes from the other side of the table, you can see just her tongue wrapping around the edge of the table. Other times she waits patiently, hoping and watching. To her, every crumb matters. …
” In Joppa there was a disciple named Tabitha (in Greek her name is Dorcas); she was alwaysdoing good and helping the poor. About that time she became sick and died, and her body waswashed and placed in an upstairs room. Lydda was near Joppa; so when the disciples heard thatPeter was in Lydda, they sent two men to him and …
Recently, my mother retired after 38 years of teaching, a journey she began at 20 years old. We grew up in a home where both our parents worked. Much of our time was spent at our grandparents’ (mother’s parents) home. Where our unmarried uncles and aunts cared for us, since both our school and my …
I have been spending the month of March in Illinois with grandbabies. For a couple of weeks, it was the two energetic toddlers, a 20-month-old and an almost 4-year-old girl and boy, respectively. Then, little Greta made her appearance in the world, late, but beautiful and perfect. Being a grandmother, I somehow feel old. Being …
One of my favorite childhood memories is going with my father to the Bazaar on Sunday afternoons. It was always alive—vendors selling seasonal fresh fruits and vegetables, dry fruits, household goods, meat products, clothing, and countless other essentials. It was exciting to walk through the colorful stalls, browsing and exploring. We often had to park …
It’s my birthday. I won’t say my age, but it’s a slight bit over 30. It’s hard to imagine I am turning 31, when all three of my children will be older than their mother! As a kid, our birthdays were never a big event; in fact, I don’t think I had a birthday party …
New Year, New You!It’s catchy. It’s marketable. And it plays on the natural dissatisfaction that we all feel. I often feel disappointed in myself. You may sympathize… I am my own greatest critique. As the winter chill wears off, spring opens new. It quickly gives way to summer heat, and before I know what has …