Everywhere we look there seems to be poverty, corruption, natural disaster. What hope could there possibly be for any kind of future?
She's so young, Lord. Did her father even ask her about our match? God, how can I believe she wanted our marriage if she's pregnant and it's not my child? I didn't sign up for this.
I don't understand, God, how have I displeased you? I've tried to a righteous man. I don't know how to handle this.
Holy God, did I hear right? I'm just a girl...nothing special. Are you sure you want to entrust me with such an enormous task?
I'm scared, Lord, scared and confused.
Have you noticed the game of tag Satan tries to play with Jesus, Dear Reader? Why does the evil one keep believing he will ever outwit the Creator of the Universe?
Dear Reader, I'm learning that God not only loves me, He loves encouraging me to grow. That may mean second chances, new opportunities, roadblocks or even dead ends. NEVERTHELESS, the God of Heaven and Earth has promised to never leave me.
I'd been waiting for nearly four months for the appointment. I thought of it as a necessary nuisance, but I still didn't want to miss it.
And then God chose to laugh at the meteorologists. What month was it anyway?
She brings joy and light to me every Wednesday. Every week it's a new holy moment with her, a new gift that I don't deserve.
Dear Reader, is there someone in your world who blesses you with each encounter? Someone the Lord seemingly dropped into your universe, unbidden, but more than welcome?
The restaurant was getting busy on a Saturday evening. Our impromptu family dinner was hectic as usual. She handed me the gift bag, but I was distracted. A holy moment with my daughter....and I missed it.
Have you seen the weighted blankets that came out for the gift-giving season? Why didn't these simple pleasures hit the market sooner?
Having worked with kids for years, I learned that some children respond well to wearing a weighted vest. Somehow it seems to soothe them. If you deal with RLS (restless leg syndrome) like me...
Dear Reader, do you find that some lessons must be retaught over and over? Perhaps that's a strategy of God's to help keep us humble.
It doesn't take long for a twinge of something being out of kilter to become a tug, then a slap up side the head to let me know something's really wrong. (Where's Cher when you need her?)
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