I planted a few flower bulbs this spring. As I hoed the soil, I found a few old, dried up bulbs that never bloomed. Still I hoed, pulled weeds, dropped in new bulbs...
I did everything they demanded, Still there was no release. Now, they had raised the ransom. My brain was blazing with frustration. My heart was racing toward panic. Time was crucial.
I was being held hostage, and time had become my enemy.
It's hard to live in the shadows. It's hard to try and understand the person you have committed your life to when there are so many missing pieces from his life before he met you. And when his dream is greater than anything you could imagine, how do you keep up?
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
One year for Christmas a friend of ours received a DVD player. His excitement quickly gave way to disappointment. His tv was one of the first things he paid for himself as a young adult. Unfortunately, it was too old to have a connection for the DVD player.
Manipulative. Manipulative? Really? Have they really looked at this crazy family tree? The Borgias don't have much over us. And can we say Machiavelli's The Prince?
14 “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.
In our very electronic age, we typically don’t think of candles as utilitarian. Most of us have candles somewhere in our homes. We use them for decorating or fragrance, but have you ever had to use them to read by?
36 He took a little child whom he placed among them. Taking the child in his arms, he said to them, 37 “Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me does not welcome me but the one who sent me.”
An elementary school where I served had a diverse student population. One year two children entered my classroom immediately after arriving in the United States, with almost no English language.
What on earth am I doing sitting under this palm tree? Has everyone gone off the deep end, or just the people talking to me?
After Ehud died, the people again did what the Lord said was wrong.
I know I've been blessed. It couldn't have been easy for Cousin Mordecai to muscle through his own grief when Mom and Dad died so he could raise me.
It's so much easier to be thankful for Cousin Mordecai's generous spirit, than focus on how much I miss my parents. Things could have gone in a whole different direction.
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