The sun was thinking of setting, so I trundled my way across the field to sit and behold its glory. It had been a whirlwind of a day, and — to be completely honest — I just needed a couple of minutes to regroup, pray, and refocus my mind and heart on truth before doing the next thing on my list for that busy day.
Let’s pretend that we are getting to know each other at a support group for Christian women struggling with various issues. Such groups exist, but they’re sometimes called Bible studies and mommy play-dates.
“I can’t do this!” I spoke adamantly, sitting on the bed next to my half-packed suitcase and feeling completely overwhelmed. I was scheduled to leave early the next morning to speak at a women’s conference in another state, and it was the last thing in the world I felt up to. Between the challenges of raising four young children and my never-ending mountain of ministry tasks, I wondered why I had ever said yes to going in the first place.
Golden leaves, warm sweaters, and crisp air. There are few things I anticipate as much as the arrival of fall each year…
We’d been married for a few months and were busy making plans to gain medical training in order to head to the mission field as medical missionaries…
In a rural cottage on the Isle of Lewis in Scotland, two devout Christian sisters, Peggy and Christine Smith, were deeply burdened because of the widespread spiritual apathy among the young people in their community…