Hopelessly Devoted
Do you love Jesus more than you love yourself? Your job? Your family? Your money?
Do you love Jesus more than you love yourself? Your job? Your family? Your money?
Whenever I want to give up, it’s never the Spirit whispering, “This is way too hard! Better stop.”
Quit hiding those stinky, trashy, and cluttered items in the far corners of your heart and start clean today. God’s waiting.
When it comes to fitness, spot reducing alone seldom produces the results you desire. Spot reducing in the spiritual realm doesn’t work that well, either.
The Christian in me knows that that the way out of any emotional rut is to refocus my thoughts on what I can be thankful for.
My son’s 13 weeks of boot camp were a trial by fire for me as well. I was getting a crash course in what it means to be a military family.
Ask God to replace your human smell with his divine fragrance, so that you will be a witness of his sweetness everywhere you go.
Sometimes I can hear the Lord whisper… It’s okay, Shawnelle, just trust. I’m here. But I tremble. Even though I know His arms are there.
This is my last blog for Guideposts, as I assume a Senior Pastor position at the Naugatuck United Methodist Church. I will always cherish OurPrayer in my heart.
Every single time I’ve gone to Him, tired and hot and worn and dry, His Word has brought nourishment to my soul.
When experiencing one of those everything-you-do-will-annoy-me mornings, self-reflection and prayer go a long way toward calming the waters.
Prayer opens us up to the unexpected. Coincidence, it’s said, is how God remains anonymous.
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