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  • With God All Things are Possible

    I didn’t learn to walk until I was three years old.  A doctor from India who could barely speak English realized that my middle ear was drained dry, so he started me on a medicine that took care of the problem.  That’s when I started walking.  But I still had a balance problem, which caused me to fall easily, so I lived with bangs and bruises, often covered in Band-aids. …

  • Finding the Blessing amidst the Chaos

    Sometimes as believers, we wonder why God allows a sudden calamity to knock us down, especially if we’re attempting to walk in obedience.  And we might get so focused on our circumstances that we fail to recognize God’s hand of mercy and continual blessing throughout the situation. Back in the early 1980’s when Floyd was still in the United States Air Force, we lived in a double wide mobile home…

  • Making a Commitment

    My greatest challenge seems to be prioritizing my day.  There’s a lot of things I enjoy doing; a lot I want to get done, and an awful lot I need to get done.  I don’t have the time now to do all the things on my agenda.  Regardless, I took on a new task.  We needed the money, so I added a part time job to my schedule. Now as…

  • Love Your Enemies

    Matthew 5:44 says, “But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;” In February, 2013, my husband and I opened our home to a lady in need so she wouldn’t have to return to the homeless shelter.  She was almost 60 years old, so we were happy to…

  • Are you a Good Student?

    For the past ten years, I’ve been discipling a good friend.  Although she’s been saved for more than twenty years and has sat under the teaching of God’s word that entire time, she has allowed her spiritual growth to be delayed by circumstances.  As a result, she’s still young in the Lord.  So she is always asking the kind of questions that a baby Christian might ask. One day she…

  • Fire! Fire!

    In 1998, two weeks before Christmas, a faulty clock radio cord caused an electrical fire in the bedroom of our 16-year-old daughter, Jamie.  Fortunately, Floyd and I were both home when our smoke detector sounded, and so was our son.  But our daughters were both at school. Toby had been living on his own, and Jamie’s dad gave her permission to move into his empty room, so she had been…