Mysterious Ways: Home Away from Home
I lived miles away from my family. Who was watching out for them?
Whether you call her Mom, Mama, Ma, or your own pet name, your mother is a precious woman because she gave you the ultimate gift–your life.
I lived miles away from my family. Who was watching out for them?
Has the handwritten letter gone the way of the horse and buggy? Don’t tell TV producer Martha Williamson that.
My sister tells me about Mom in heaven, and how we’ll always keep the legacy of love alive in our family…
It was a spiritual act, a practice of humility, a way for my mother to say that even in our humblest choices we can honor God.
We loved visiting on base so we could watch the relationship between our Marine son and this amazing animal…
Help me, Lord, to see things as Allyson does, I prayed. Help me to be quick to notice the good things you’ve done.
I suspect God reserves a special kind of power just for mothers. One that transforms them into a force to be reckoned with.
A mother reflects on a tender moment at her son’s wedding and recalls the prayer she has prayed since he was born.
I dropped a ball, and I felt awful about it. My daughter forgave me, and I asked God to help me forgive myself…
“Anxiety stirred within me,” writes guest blogger Marci Seither, “but it dissipated when I saw the look on his face. Pure love. Just like the Lord feels for us.”
You won't be able to tear yourself away from this granny and her phenomenal dancing!
Maybe her childhood wasn’t perfect, but she wouldn’t let that get in the way of her happiest memories.