The Little Foxes

I have learned the hard way. Foxes will stalk their prey for days...weeks even. They study their habits. They learn the weaknesses of their prey. See a fox - scare it away - it will return. You must catch it. You must eliminate it. Or it will kill. A single fox can take out an... Continue Reading →

Where are your accusers?

  I have struggled a bit with a fear. A fear of being found out. A fear of judgement.   What will they "say" about me?    Jesus returned to the Mount of Olives, but early the next morning he was back again at the Temple. A crowd soon gathered, and he sat down and... Continue Reading →

Shame

Written by Ayla S.   The eyes are the window to your soul.    I never quite grasped the precision of this well known statement, until a rather solemn moment with my chiropractor two years ago.  I had been seeing him for about four years at the time.  He was undergoing his routine procedure of... Continue Reading →

I Don’t Really Want to Hurt My Child

Written by Kathy Collard Miller   Darcy's training pants were wet again. Again!   Marching over to my two-year-old daughter, I directed her into the bathroom. As I struggled to pull down the soaking pants, I felt a rush of frustration and a sense of failure.   "Darcy, you're supposed to come in the bathroom and... Continue Reading →

THEN – Don’t Wait So Long

(Please consider taking a few minutes to read the book of Jonah to better understand the context.)    Jonah purposely chose to go in the wrong direction. He knew what he was supposed to do, and he did the opposite. He chose to go against the will of God. And he had consequences for his... Continue Reading →

I was afraid because I was naked

  I hope you will take a few minutes to check out the context of the Scripture, found in Genesis chapters 1 - 3.   At that moment their eyes were opened, and they suddenly felt shame at their nakedness. So they sewed fig leaves together to cover themselves. When the cool evening breezes were blowing,... Continue Reading →

What if they knew?

What if they knew who I really was? What if I knew who they really were?   Where do I fit? I am so unqualified, and I am insecure.   I stumble too often over my words, and fail in my actions. As I have listened to the conversations and comments of others, though they... Continue Reading →

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