God wants our faith to be genuine. That’s why He constantly calls us to a deeper level of trust. I’ve heard Him say, “Okay, Shawna, you trust me for this much. Now will you trust me for this much?” He repeats the question as He moves the bar higher and higher. When your faith is…
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It probably won’t come as a surprise if I tell you I don’t make a living writing blog posts. For longer than I care to admit (only because I don’t want to acknowledge being old enough to have held a job of any kind since 1985), I’ve written advertising copy for a living. Since my…
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“Experiencing” takes “believing” to a deeper level. I may claim to believe that God will meet all my needs. After all, the Bible tells me so in today’s memory verse. When I believe at this level, I intellectually trust that God will provide for me. But when business slows to a dribble and my income…
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God speaks to me in a variety of ways, but rarely has He spoken in the manner He chose one afternoon in my late 20s. I stood at the kitchen window of our humble first home looking out on my street thinking about nothing of consequence. Then I saw my neighbor pull into her driveway…
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The memory verse I decided to post today gives me hope. It also boggles my mind. I don’t know about you, but when I’m down in a slimy pit covered with mud and mire I don’t want to wait patiently. In fact, I don’t want to wait at all. I want out. Now! But David…
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I used to have another blog. I deleted it. It represented failure, so I wanted to forget about it. If only our memories were as easy to delete. The blog was called Just Enough Joy. I must have settled on that peculiar title on a bad day. Actually, I think it was a bad year.…
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Last Thursday I blogged about how God tenderly admonished me with a well-timed (and well-deserved) Bible verse. I’m committed to keeping the verse ever before me so that I don’t fall into the same trap I did that day on the elliptical. I chose it for today’s memory work every bit as much for me…
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God recently used my aging eyes to confront me with something I’d lost sight of. Blindsided by yet another bit of discouraging news, I headed to the gym to work out my frustrations. Once my heart rate reached its fat-burning target, I grabbed my iPhone from the book holder in front of me and tapped…
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