Photo Credit To pray big, you need a 4th quarter mentality. You need to keep the goal in mind and recognize that the end is near. Yes, I am depleted of strength and all banged up, but I must “suck it up.” Keep pushing forward. Never give up. The problem is that some days,…
Photo Credit I don’t like puzzles. I learned this when my husband and I were in the dating phase. I am easily frustrated when I can’t figure out how the pieces fit together. Plus, my back aches from bending over, and the strain on my eyes from focusing so intently gave me a killer…
Photo Credit Maybe God thinks I’m a cry baby. My mountain is more than I can handle. I can’t see past it. I can’t bear the weight of it. My mountain is frightening and dark and seemingly impenetrable. I am helpless and weak in its shadow. Yet, I pretend that I can handle…
Photo Credit Lately, I sing my prayers. Let me explain. I am not a song writer. I don’t know how to play the guitar or create melodies. I just love to sing along with the radio in my car. As I belt out the words, God tunes my heart to sing His grace. He…
Photo Credit Do you ever think that maybe you are getting it all wrong? Sometimes, I question my prayer competency. I imagine that there’s some mystical algebraic prayer equation written in invisible ink that’s way beyond my understanding. Maybe my mountain never crumbles because I am “asking amiss.” I fumble to figure it out…
Photo Credit Here’s the thing: I live in an upside-down society corrupted by cynicism. I live in a world where Brad leaves Jennifer, and my co-worker ends up a single mom with too many bills to pay because her husband bails out. I live in a world where Milli Vanilli lip syncs, and my…