Waiting For God

Waiting For God

There are those memories that are seared into your mind and into your heart forever. Like a wedding day, or the birth of your first child. Maybe your first day of school. Some memories are not so cheery, but equally difficult to forget.

I’ll never forget the day. And I do mean all day. My husband had been diagnosed with a very rare form of abdominal cancer. We had been told to get our affairs in order because he very likely only had a couple of years to live. The prescribed treatment to prolong his life was a very invasive surgery, but even that ran a one in four chance of mortality on the operating table. [more]

Seven Ways to Avoid Being Driven to Distraction

Seven Ways to Avoid Being Driven to Distraction

Dear Dr. B,
I get so easily distracted that it keeps me from being more effective in my personal and professional life. How can I keep my mind from wandering or being distracted by a million things?
Sincerely,
Driven to Distraction

Dear Distracted,
Everyone gets distracted from time to time, but it sounds like what you are describing is more than an occasional distractibility. [more]

20 Practical Ways to Help a Friend in Need – Part 2

20 Practical Ways to Help a Friend in Need – Part 2

As a natural encourager, it’s always my desire to instill hope in the hearts of those who are hurting. Yet sometimes this is harder to do than others. During a recent prolonged bout of illness I found that some seemed to instinctively know how to help, while others did not. Some words and deeds helped, others actually hurt.

As I thought about the ministry of Jesus, it didn’t take long for me to realize that Jesus got dirty in doing good. In order to heal, He frequently got His hands dirty – both figuratively and literally. He spit in the dirt and made mud to heal a blind man’s eyes. [more]

Practical Ways to Help a Friend in Need – Part 1

Practical Ways to Help a Friend in Need – Part 1

“I trust this morning you are feeling much better!” were the words that greeted me via a text from a friend. Unsure of how to respond, I waited. Strangely enough, that text did not encourage or lift my spirits as I’m sure it was intended. It also didn’t give me much opportunity to provide an honest response.

You see, I wasn’t feeling any better. In fact, I was feeling even worse and had just returned from yet another visit to the doctor to find out that that not only was my originally diagnosed pneumonia not improving, but I had also picked up the flu somewhere along the way. [more]

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