Growing in the Lord

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  • Experiencing the Love of God

    In Sunday school, we just completed a series on “How to Strengthen your Faith” and only two weeks ago, I started a series on the love of God.  You know – God’s love for us, the Great Commandment, loving each other, etc.  I had no idea the complexity of the topic until I started researching it. My first lesson was real basic: “Where Does Love Begin?”  That one was easy. …

  • Ingratitude at its Highest

    After Mary had lived with us for a year, and she finally got ready to move into her own apartment, I asked her if we could claim her on our taxes since she didn’t file for herself.  Her response stunned me.  “I can’t allow that.  One time my personal information was stolen, and they told me to never give it out.  So I can’t give it to you.” She’s lived…

  • Into the Ditch

    Anyone following my blog is aware that my husband and I met and got married in England.  We were both in the United States Air Force. We lived a thirty-minute drive from base and took the seldom-traveled country roads to get there. Early one Saturday morning, I was on my way to church for an all-day ladies conference. The church sat right outside the main gate of the base. The…

  • Giving Thanks Always

    Thanksgiving is only a few days away.  It is one of the most loved and celebrated days in our nation.  People love the food, the friendship, the fellowship, the family time.  It is a day that’s been set aside to give thanks; to praise and thank God for all He’s done for us.  One day a year!   Yet Psalm 68:19 says, “Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us…

  • Let God Lead

    The military transferred our family to Valdosta, Georgia in January, 1982.  Our son, Toby, was 21 months old and I was five months pregnant with our daughter.  At that time, we bought a double-wide mobile home trailer and rented a space in a trailer park.  That Christmas, we moved our trailer onto a piece of property that we had purchased.  The land was undeveloped, so we cut down trees, cleared…

  • The Day I Believed

    When I was a senior in high school, my friend, Lynn, invited me to spend Saturday night at her house.  I wasn’t into church or religion; nor was I saved.  But I knew it would be rude for me to spend the night and pack up and leave early Sunday morning to avoid church.  So I spent the night and attended services with them the next morning.  They were members…