COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS
When you’re feeling low, sing a thankful song, then list all the blessings God has given you.
When you’re feeling low, sing a thankful song, then list all the blessings God has given you.
Dear mothers, never underestimate the influence you have over your children’s future. Teach God’s words diligently to your children (Deuteronomy 6:7). Speak His promises over them. Place His Word as a gate over your home (Deuteronomy 6:9).
I fear that we sometimes forget we serve a holy God. Yet this holy, righteous God bestows grace upon grace. He does not do it because we are good or do good works, not because we have rank or power, not because we merit any good thing from His merciful hand. He does it out of pure love.
Guest Post by Author Jan Kent “She is clothed with strength and dignity: she can laugh at the days to come.” Proverbs 31:25 I only knew about this bird from
Do you want to serve God but wonder if you have what it takes? The only ‘condition’ is a heart that is willing to say, “Here I am! Send me.”
We grumble because life doesn’t match our expectations. When we grumble, we’re essentially saying, ‘God I don’t like what you’re doing in my life. I don’t like my current circumstances and don’t see a change coming anytime soon.’
The first desires that come to some people’s minds are fame and wealth, but we know they are temporal and hold no value in the heavenly economy. I treasure Jesus’ peace and infinite joy that only He can bestow.
Perspective; it’s the difference between what our eyes perceive and what God sees from an eternal viewpoint. We see the bad news; the wages of sin is death. Yet from God’s view, there is a wonderful promise that wipes the bad news clean off the slate; the gift of God is eternal life.
Worry and trust are much the same: they don’t mix well. We can’t trust God and give in to worry at the same time.
I tend to fret when my sons are away from home. Having a special-needs child exacerbates those concerns. Yet, I am slowly learning that I can’t love, protect, and provide for my sons as well as their heavenly Father can. My love is limited. His love is eternal, unfailing, and unconditional. My resources may come to an end, but God’s will never run out. My ability to protect is inadequate, but God never takes His eye off them. He watches over them everywhere they go, every second of every day. There is not one moment they are not held in God’s loving hand. So, instead of being a parent who paces, I’ve chosen to be a parent who prays.