Teaching Yourself To Crave God’s Word

It seems like the words “to crave” are usually reserved for things that are bad for us. We crave chocolate cake. Or a large, caffeinated coffee drink (my personal favorite!). We rarely seem to “crave” healthy things, like salads or exercise. Unless we take the time necessary to cultivate those cravings. For example, if you start exercising every day, eventually you’ll notice your body craving that physical activity, until you just don’t feel right without it. Same with healthy food. If you make an effort to cut down on sugar, you’ll probably find that healthy food tastes better, and your body actually starts to crave meals that are good for you. I believe that the same is true with Bible study. As Christians, reading God’s Word should be a very important part of our daily lives. As we read His Word, we grow closer to Him and become in tune…

Living an Authentic Faith: Becoming More like Jesus

“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ” (Mahatma Gandhi). I’ve seen this quote from time to time, maybe you’ve seen it too. If I’m being honest, it annoyed me at first. My (sinful) knee-jerk reaction was defensiveness: Really? I mean, we’re just humans. Of course we’re not like Christ all the time. The problem with that defense is that we, as Christians, are called to be like Christ (1 John 2:6, 1 Peter 2:21, Ephesians 5:1-2, John 13:13-17). But lately I’ve been thinking that many of us, as Christians, may not be acting very Christ-like. Maybe we’ve lost our way. Maybe Gandhi has a point. Maybe others can see what we can’t. Maybe we’re so busy following our “rules” about what to do and what not to do (wear this, read that, don’t say that, don’t drink that), too busy…

Ask God if it’s True: Taking Your Insecurities to God

I don’t know about you, but I struggle with insecurities. I feel like I’m not good enough in so many areas of my life: Marriage, motherhood, beauty, intelligence, spirituality. The list goes on and on. I can usually stave off these negative thoughts, especially during the busy hours of the day. But sometimes at night, when I’m already weary and my defenses are down, they hit me like a ton of bricks.

I’m not a good enough wife and mother.

My husband and daughter would be better off with someone else.

I’m ugly.

I’m fat.

I’m stupid.

I don’t love God enough.

Four Godly Truths for when You’re Waiting for a Husband

Before I met my husband, I was single for seven years. Not months. Years.

At the time, I felt like those years were wasted. I watched as everyone around me was getting married, having children, and seemingly moving forward with their lives.

And I felt like I was just standing still. Even as I finished my Master’s Degree, built my career, and bought my first house, I felt like I was missing out on life.

My heart’s desire was for marriage and a family.

I didn’t understand why God seemed to be holding out on me. Why would He put such a strong desire within me and then ask me to remain single?

Scripture Saturdays: Send Me!

It’s hard to find time in our busy schedules to spend time with the Lord, but it is so very crucial to our spiritual well-being that we make this time. My challenge to you (and to myself) is to come together each Saturday morning and study a verse from the Bible. Let’s talk about what it means to us and how we can apply it in our daily lives. So look for a new verse every Saturday morning, grab a cup of coffee and your prayer journal, and let’s grow together in the Lord!

Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom should I send as a messenger to my people? Who will go for us?” And I said, “Lord, I’ll go! Send me” (Isaiah 6:8).

The Scandalous Grace of Jesus: My Story

I was sitting in my car at an intersection, the turn signal set for left, towards home. It was dark and there were no other cars around.

I was crying. Not just a few tears here and there, but really crying.

I was so incredibly lost and broken.

How did I get to this place? So lost in my own sin.

I wanted to change, but I believed it was too late for me. I felt like my downward spiral was out of my control.