My husband has this playlist. And every Sunday morning (like clockwork) we listen to the same set of songs as we get ready for church. A couple of Malayalam worship songs (that’s his native language) and a three minute mini sermon titled “That’s my King.” He says it gets him in the Sunday morning worship
I’ve been known to pray unusual (and even comical) prayers. Like the time when our dryer stopped working. My husband and I were just a few years into marriage and we were on a budget…So I did the only sensible thing I knew to do. I placed my hands on the dryer and prayed. (It
Pound the Rock. “When nothing seems to help, I go and look at a stonecutter hammering away at his rock perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred and first blow, it will split in two, and I know it was not that blow that did
Carriers of His Presence
Now that the wrapping paper has been picked up and the dishes have all been washed, I have had a moment to pause and reflect on the memories created this Christmas season. Our families are
