Have you ever felt unworthy, because of your sin? Or have you every tried to comfort yourself by comparing with someone who sinned in worse ways that you? In this series, we’re looking at comparison stories that Jesus told, and this one is a story about...
Do you feel pretty inadequate, as a Gospel-Spreader? In this retelling episode, we’re looking back to the story from John 4, where Jesus interrupts his trip to Galilee to have a conversation with the least likely Gospel-Spreader: A Samaritan woman who had been...
Has Jesus asked you to give more than you have, today? Maybe you’re stressed out, overwhelmed or burned out, and you just don’t have enough to do what Jesus has assigned to you today. I f that’s you, I’m glad you’re joining us for this episode, because we’re...
When I pulled in the driveway the other day, my son inhaled quickly then expressed immediate disappointment. “I thought I saw my Amazon box on the front porch…” “Was it that table?” I asked, knowingly. A couple of weeks ago, I spray...
To my married and dating friends, I offer these suggestions from my vast history as a Control Girl. Over the past twenty-five+ years, I’ve found these to be the five most effective ways to ruin Valentine’s Day. Or not. It’s really your choice. 1....
“Oh! Do you live in the house with the white picket fence?” she asked, after I explained where I live in the neighborhood. “I LOVE that house!” she exclaimed, with new admiration in her eyes. I smiled and said, “You mean the white picket...
Each year, our friends, the Gebhards, put up a ‘Jesus Stocking’ at their house in December. All month, they collect money, and then use the funds to buy a gift for someone in need. All month, they thumb through the Samaritan’s purse catalog, hoping to be able purchase...
Last week, Ken and I went out of town for a little getaway. While Ken was running an errand, a man knocked on the door of our hotel room. I looked through the peephole, and saw that he had a red sweater on, which to me, symbolized ’employee’, so I turned...
Dedicated to my friends at Thornapple MOPS. :)I’ll never forget the Hazens. We knew their family when we had preschoolers and babies. They had big, burly boys, who absolutely loved my kids–especially our new baby, Cade. They would ask to hold him, and...
“Oh no!” I wailed, gripping the steering wheel, with my eyes locked on the rear view mirror.”Mom, did you hit someone?” asked my son incredulously, from the back seat.I opened the door and went to find out.This is how my son later told the rest...