My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much.
My roots had been ripped apart with each move too many times. I suffered transplant shock. A part of me was left behind. But then, a new friend gave me a lovely plaque: Bloom Where You are Planted. I cried. How, Lord? It hurts too much.
A Love Letter from God 16 For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved. “He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe […]
Indeed, the holidays are not easy with chronic pain and fatigue after 50! But we can find ways to do so, even in winter with snow flurries and bitter cold.
Have you ever felt the hair rise up on the back of your neck and experienced a horrible sense of dread you couldn’t wait to escape from, but you didn’t know why? This season is filled with horror, evil, and the unholy. If it doesn’t make you shudder, then you might want to read about some of my spine tinglers, brushes with the unholy, otherworldly beings who come against the Kingdom of God, and that the power of God is greater still.
Yet believers are hoodwinked by the Serpent, who slithers in under the radar, into believing these classes have no religious teachings. Worse yet, some use religious lingo that sounds Christian but is not.
Supplements have garnered so much attention and praise I thought it would be a good idea to share with you what I’ve learned as a fitness pro so you can make a relatively well-informed decision about them.
Sometimes we become blinded to our own sin issues that we pick at and correct someone else’s sin issues. We are often quick to criticize others, but have you noticed that the person being picked at will often accurately point out our hypocrisy? There we stand sheepishly, realizing that they are right.
. It’s as if we are in junior high again but of the older adult variety. We aren’t old, but we aren’t young either. Our bodies go haywire when adjusting between childbearing years and becoming “elderly.” What do we do now?
The Lamb of God shed His blood for us, preserving us for eternal glory, passing
us through judgment as clean.