I love this!  If you belong to the Lord and you know He hears and answers your prayers, why would we see God in the shadow of our problems instead of seeing our problems in the light of God’s power???  Today’s post will hopefully serve as a faith booster.  Just as we need boosters for some vaccines, we need faith boosters along the way.

We are God’s chosen and He will hear and answer our prayers.  The Lord’s people will not be ignored.  David was king by divine decree, and we are the Lord’s elect in the same manner.  Never be afraid to ask God to defend you when enemies threaten to overthrow your soul.  There is power from God that He gives us when we pray and seek His face.  When we are on our knees and at our weakest, that’s when God’s strength takes over and we become inspired and filled with faith.

The way we look at our problems matters to God.  He wants us to consider His awesome power and the magnitude of it first – and see the LIGHT of God’s power before we look at our problem.  So many times, we look at our problems and of course they seem so huge – and we doubt God’s ability to fix it, so the problem seems to overshadow the power of God.  We all know that a problem can cast a large shadow, but we need to practice seeing the larger light of God’s power through our eyes of faith.

Problems make shadows.  Shadows are dark and creepy, not to mention depressing.  It takes zero faith to focus on problems.  Everyone has them, but only those who are set apart for God know that they don’t have to make their problems the main thought in their mind.  We have faith that God’s light and power are working in our lives.  When we hand our problems to Him – we know that God is working it all out.  Does that sound like something that is depressing?  Nope – it’s the opposite – that would be the JOY of the Lord…  the joy that the world doesn’t understand.  I’m so glad I know it – and I hope you do too.  Love, peace, mercy, grace and JOY from God.  I’ll take it!  🙂




Now I am about to go the way of all the earth. You know with all your heart and soul that not one of all the good promises the LORD your God gave you has failed. Every promise has been fulfilled; not one has failed.  – Joshua 23:14

The beliefs we hold dear are kept in our hearts.  We know that God will keep His word and His promises are true. ❤

Joshua’s dying words encourages us to not only listen to the teachings of God, but to know without a doubt that what He says, He will do.  Will it be in our time?  No, it will most assuredly not – it will be in God’s good time.  Most of us want to hurry God along, don’t we?  We say, “Hurry up, LORD!”  But in hindsight, which is always much more clear, we say, “Ah, now I understand why God did what He did when He did it!” 

I think with maturity comes a better understanding of God’s timing in all things.  The more of these “ah-ha” moments we have in life, the greater our understanding becomes.  Every one of these times is tucked away in our heart – for future reference.  We eventually come to believe that in the past, God brought us through – so therefore, He will not fail me now!  ❤

Joshua knew that nothing would make people see how miserable they are, so much, as to see how happy they might have been.  Those who don’t know the Lord are truly without hope in this world.  ❤

How awesome it is that the saved have the privilege to watch and pray, to trust with all our hearts in God’s faithfulness, His power, and His amazing love.  We plead His promises and follow His commandments – knowing that if we should fail (and we will), His lovingkindness and forgiveness are at the ready.  He doesn’t want us to fail on purpose, but He knows just how human we are.  We pray against temptation always and that’s how we can be happy in our hearts – in life and in the afterlife.  ❤







God did not call me to go overseas to the mission field or call me to be a pastor’s wife. Would you think poorly of me if I admitted I’m glad? The Lord knows I would have been the worst pastor’s wife ever. I lack the patience it would take to be that Proverbs 31 kind of woman. But to those special women who are called by God to be a pastor’s wife, I tip my tiara to you today!

Today is PASTOR APPRECIATION DAY!!! While I know the day is for your pastor husband and you – together – because let’s face it, it takes both of you to make it work, (am I right?) – I want to show my appreciation to the wonderful WIVES of the ones who marry, carry & bury. You, ladies, are the ones behind the scenes doing the real work – wink… 😉

As your husband was called to minister, so were you. Why this analogy comes to mind I don’t know, but it’s a bit like you are the one standing in the corner of a boxing ring while your husband is fighting. You are the one waiting for the bell to ring, indicating a round is finished – you wait with love and encouragement as well as water and nourishment he will need before he has to go back out there to fight another round.

We all do that as wives, but I just imagine it’s more necessary, more imperative for you to be there in that way. In these days when people have gotten more desensitized and there is a blatant sense of entitlement instead of a sense of shame, it has to be a tougher fight than it used to be. We all come up against it, but it must be something your pastor husband sees more than the rest of us.

See everything; overlook a great deal; correct a little.  – Pope John XXIII

That’s good counsel for all of us, isn’t it?

I pray for all the pastor’s wives today. I pray that God will fill you with wisdom, patience and power from Him. May His Holy Spirit give you a greater resolve to minister when you feel like throwing in the towel. As the great hymn says, it will be worth it all when we see Jesus. ❤



Nobody writes poetry from the heart like Lucinda Berry Hill. I’m blessed to call her my friend. God brought us together as writers and sisters in Christ. It was not until later in our friendship we discovered we have more in common. We both experienced abuse in past relationships. We want to come together today and not only tell our stories, but encourage those who are in an abusive relationship to get out of it. God loves you so much. You are important to Him. You are His precious child.

Lucinda is speaking out. She begins by saying, “Lately there’s a lot of talk about domestic violence. Football players are being found out and female celebrities are sharing their stories.” She continues on a more personal note. “So let me say, I too have been subjected to domestic violence for 8 long years. I used to say I could write a Stephan King novel with all that has happened to me. But now I write about God’s mercy, power, and His love.”


Shine in the midst of your troubles, proclaiming that God is able. – Judy Janowski

Hey, it’s me – Linda. My questions are simple: Why do abusers feel no shame? Why does society not hold them accountable for what they’ve done? Where is the outrage? Did it take a video in an elevator to make everyone speak up?

You know, abuse comes in a lot of forms. We think of domestic violence right away, with scars on the outside, but there’s an abuse called mental cruelty. It made me afraid to speak because I knew I would be shot down. It gave me a knot so big and tight in the pit of my stomach, I thought I might die from it. I second-guessed every little thing I did because he will surely find fault with it if I didn’t. Even if I did double-check what I did, it would still be wrong. Then I decided to do nothing and be quiet. It made me feel lonely and hurt – and I cried – a lot. I continued to do nothing because it’s never good enough. I felt paralyzed and stayed hunkered down and quiet because I never said the right thing. Pretty soon you developed an attitude that said, “I don’t care anymore – he’s going to shoot down whatever I do or say anyway, so who cares?”

Deep down I did care – and I knew I did. I just didn’t know what to do about it. I just craved – and I do mean CRAVED (there’s just no other word for it) a compliment, a smile, a hug, some positive affirmation from him. It never happened, but I kept hoping it would. I told myself, “That’s just not the way he shows his love for me. He shows love in different ways.” That’s the lie that got me through the days, weeks, months, years. Some days it worked. Some days it didn’t work. Some days I played Bejeweled 2 just so I could hear the words GOOD and EXCELLENT – the strong, booming voice on the game told me I was doing well. At least I knew I was good at something. Sometimes that was the closest thing to a compliment I got all day.

If you are a man and you abuse a woman, know this: God sees what you do whether other people see it or not. He counts that woman’s tears and keeps them in a bottle. He cries with her and holds her in the palm of His mighty hand. He will always protect her and you, my friend, are in big trouble. Think before you tear a woman down mentally or abuse her physically. You will have God to reckon with! You’d better think about how you will justify that behavior with Him. He won’t believe just any excuse you come up with. :-/


Today is INTERNATIONAL DAY OF NON-VIOLENCE. It must stop. It needs to stop – now. ❤  If you abuse your significant other, be prepared to walk away, learn from your mistakes, get help, change your ways and start over.  No one will take you back having been abused by you.  If you get an opportunity to love again, make sure it is love.  Don’t mess it up.  A relationship is a precious gift from God.

If you are the victim of abuse, read this:

Become a Lake

An aging master grew tired of his apprentice’s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told him to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
“How does it taste?” the master asked.
“Bitter,” said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young man’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”
“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.
“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.
“No,” said the young man. At this the master sat beside this serious young man, and explained softly,
“The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”