The Wonder of Worship

The Wonder of Worship

As a kid in the little church where I grew up, the “worship service” was the interminable hour of the week that, if suitably endured without complaint or fidget, would be followed by the biggest meal of the week, often with dessert, and a lazy Sunday afternoon free of schoolwork or chores. But that hour!

What a loss! I wish I knew then what I know now. Read more to discover the wonder of worship. ~ Scott Bengtson

Are You Willing to #BeTheGift?

Are You Willing to #BeTheGift?

Have you ever longed for someone, maybe even God, to speak encouragement straight to your heart? Have you ever needed to know that despite the pain, despite the heartache, that God saw you?

If we were honest, I think we’ve all been there. We’ve all had those times when the weight of our daily lives threatened to pull us under, and we just needed to hear we weren’t alone, we were seen, and that God still had our backs.

I’ve been there many times, and as I look back, I’m so grateful for the encouragers God brought along my path to speak His truth and encouragement and bring hope to the situation. That’s why I’m excited to share with you my friend, and fellow encourager, Debbie Kitterman, with you today for her to share her gift of encouragement with you. You might remember I recently shared a post from her called “The Reluctant Encourager.” There’s a Book Giveaway so be sure to read to the end!

On Persevering in Prayer When It’s Painful

On Persevering in Prayer When It’s Painful

Have you ever been in a painful place and wondered where God was in the midst of it all? Have you ever found yourself smack dab in the middle of the valley and wondered what to do about it or if anyone cared? Today I have the pleasure of introducing you to my friend, Lyli Dunbar, who shares her experience as an encouragement to you in that place. Lyli is an encourager and a prayer warrior at heart. I know you’ll be blessed by her post.

What Ails You? {When You Need God’s Healing}

What Ails You? {When You Need God’s Healing}

The radiation technician’s smile was comforting as she held my hand to steady me as I got down on the cold, hard “bed.” She very calmly explained each step of the procedure to me. She didn’t know my professional background, or that I knew the intricacies of this procedure. Nor did she know that I needed the assurances as a patient rather than a doctor that day.

“I’m going to leave you, but I’ll be able to hear you from behind the wall if you need anything. The machine will tell you when to breathe and when to hold your breath.” No sooner had she said that and I realized I had already been holding my breath, for what seemed like days.

Ever since my doctor informed me, “We need to run a few more tests to get a better idea of what’s causing your pain,” I had been holding my breath…waiting.