Some of you have read and followed my blog since the beginning (and I thank you!). If you remember how it all started, it was during the time that my father-in-law was in the hospital and we weren’t sure if he was going to live. See https://wateringcanblog.com/2012/05/29/may-the-words-of-my-mouth/ AND https://wateringcanblog.com/2012/07/12/lifes-a-puzzle/ This week marks 2 years since he went…
Words. They come too easily. They don’t come at all. Sometimes I’m afraid I’ll say too much–other times I wish I had said more. We use our words to hurt and to heal. A friend of mine lost her mother only days ago and since that time, has received words that have encouraged her and strengthened…
Graduation time is here, and I am sure there will be plenty of advice being thrown around. If I only had only one opportunity to speak words of encouragement to a graduate, what is it that I would want to say? I am no expert. The only thing that even begins to qualify me is the…
It never fails. When I prepare a lesson to teach my sixth graders on Sunday mornings, I ALWAYS LEARN SOMETHING. It’s funny to me that these eleven and twelve-year olds, many that have grown up going to church, think they “already know it all” when it comes to the Bible. Of course they don’t, but…
Am I? Really? What does that even mean, anyway? OK. I wonder about these things sometimes… What does “OK” even mean? Why do we use the letters “O” and “K”? Here’s what Webster says: OK adverb or adjective \ō-ˈkā, in assenting or agreeing also ˈō-ˌkā\ : fairly good : not very good or very bad : acceptable or…
What do you do? Do you… Quit? Throw a fit? Lash out? Stomp and pout? It happens. Sometimes intentional and other times not so much. Maybe not at all intentional, but still just as painful. This one wasn’t so much painful for me, just sobering. AND, this one was completely unintentional, I’m sure of it.
I can’t even speak to this verse. It speaks for itself. Oh, that we would hear God’s heart as He cries out to us. May we cry out to Him.
Wow. It was another one of those moments. The light of truth. Some would call it a lightbulb moment. I call it a God moment. Never a coincidence. Always a crossroad.
I realize that not all of my readers are following the Scripture Challenge that I started last year, but it’s a new year and time to get busy memorizing! Even if you didn’t commit to memorizing a passage from every book of the Bible, why not pick a few of these verses and challenge yourself…
I admit it. I’m done with resolutions and “trying to do better”. How many times have we tried to start a new year off full of good intentions and resolutions, only to find ourselves falling short and disappointing no one but ourselves. Keep reading and you’ll find some encouragement, I promise! I am by no…
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 6,600 times in 2013. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people. Click here to…
Mrs. Turnipseed was in her 80’s when she approached my pastor-husband and exclaimed with great exuberance, “Pastor, I’m so excited! I’ve found a new ministry!” Can you picture that in your mind? How many seniors are even looking for new opportunities to serve? What a testimony to younger generations. On a day that I typically just…
The clock ticks and it seems the day will never end. Other days time passes far too quickly and we wish we could redeem the time…
When I first read this verse, the thought that came to mind was, “I don’t really have any enemies…” I know they are real–those people that hate you just because you call yourself a Christian. There are those who absolutely despise those of us who believe that Jesus is the only way of salvation, but I personally…
I’m not a fan of tiptoeing–not the physical form of the word–but in the very emotional and relational sense of the word. Sometimes in life we find ourselves in relationships that cause us to “tiptoe around” sensitive topics. I know why we do it–usually to avoid confrontation or offense, but deep down I feel like…
