The Bread Maker’s Secret–The Christian Journal

For bread to grow, leaven must be present. Kneading accomplishes this. The pulling, pushing, folding, and pulling again spreads the leaven throughout the dough. Over and over our lives are stretched and pulled and folded. The Master’s hands push to spread the leaven in our lives…

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Weed Management Plan–The Christian Journal

You diligently word hard. you set your sight on integrity in all your conduct. You committed to do what was right, knowing that the rewards for doing such would come later. The seeds you planted needed time to germinate, grow, and then bloom.

Out of nowhere, weeds start cropping up where you so diligently prepared. Read the rest on page 6 at this link:

from The Christian Journal: How to receive… find… uncover

For years, I wrestled with the idea of what to ask for, what to seek, and where to knock in response to jesus’ words:

“‘Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.'” Matthew 7:7,8

The cause and effect in these phrases takes my breath away…

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Here again…Guest post on (in)courage

“Regardless of the outcome, my current attitude isn’t doing any good,” I commented, laughing at the truth of that statement.  The funk that had clouded the recent past was not helping the situation.  The kicker was, the situation was the same situation as it had been for quite a while.  It was just the funky attitude that had reared its ugly head–again.

The high-achieving, high-performing aspect of my personality leaves quite a bit of room for self-reliance.

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Lay It Down…featured on (in)courage

It could never happen to me, right?  I have followed Christ my entire life.  Surely, it wouldn’t happen to me.

But stark reality revealed the truth. The idol must go.

Blurry lines between dreams, reality, promises, and faith made it an opportunity for confusion.  But at the end of the day, in the dark of night, laying alone in my room, I knew the truth: those dream had become too much.  

My heart made demands from the Father Who gave the promise.

Rather than seeking the Father, I sought to promise.

And the promise became an idol.

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