Devotionals

How do you feel when someone corrects you?  Really, how do you feel? I’d like to think I’m one of those people that can just take it like a (wo)man and roll with it.  But the fact that I feel myself getting hot and my heart rate climbing, ever so slightly, indicates that is probably

Is there a need you have been praying about for a LONG time? Maybe there are days you feel as if you may not receive the answer any day soon. Perhaps all of the waiting is choking any hope you have left. I think that’s what my husband may have felt like in the early years

Quick witted. Sarcastic.  Snarky. Smart aleck.  I have been called all of these names and more.  My words seem to get the best of me sometimes, especially when my filter is missing. This trait of mine made my first few years of marriage especially challenging.  It’s not that I was always right (because I wasn’t), but

Are you praying together with your husband? I grew up in a home where we read the Bible and prayed together, every single night. I’m not saying that my sister & I always stayed awake but we were present and accounted for. When I got married, I envisioned doing the same thing with my husband…minus

Encouraging thoughts from our friend ~ Susan Varghese: I was in the kitchen slicing up some cucumbers to make a popular Indian salad called raita.  It was going to be perfect paired with the biriyani I had cooking in the oven.  This time I even pulled out one of my fancy ceramic dishes to bake

With young children, it takes effort to stay connected with my husband. The morning rush tests our patience. We hunt for matching socks, grab school snacks, and scramble to get everyone in their car seats before heading out of the garage. And, oh! Is it Monday? We forgot to grab their blankets for nap time!

Over the past decade, we’ve had a similar set of circumstances. When either my son or younger daughter can’t keep down food because of a cold or stomach bug, we rush them to the emergency room. There, they start receiving fluids with the goal of rehydrating them immediately. When that is done and they are finally

I really like these flowers.   I love the lush, green vine dotted with the delicate flowers.  I love the tall, stately, bright sun flowers that rest right below.  I drive past them every day. They are my ‘adios’ every morning and my ‘welcome home’ every evening. If you look carefully at the photo, you’ll notice that the flowers

I need one of these: Not for a room.  But for me. I told my husband the other day that I felt like I was drowning and I wasn’t anywhere near water.  That’s just how my life was feeling.  I was completely maxed out. Being short-staffed at work.  The usual responsibilities at home.  New responsibilities

My three-year-old son just recently got into the habit of saying, “It’s not fair!” I thought to myself, “He’s only three, and it’s just begun…”  You know, the back-and-forth, “she got that, he got this, why didn’t I get those shoes, why didn’t she need to clean up like I did…” cycle. His big sister