By Liz Svatek God is My Friend, and My Son Showed Me Why
If anyone could blame God, it would be my son. He was born by C-section with no cry. Just silence…
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By Megan J I Pray For You, My Son
Dear son, I prayed for you before you were born. I prayed for your arrival. I pray with you before…
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By Amy Mullens If Your Teen Questions His Faith, Go There With Him
My 16-year-old son was home from school with a chest infection. I walked in on him watching a Netflix documentary…
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By Heather Newmyer The Greatest Thing I Can Do For You is To Guide You To Jesus
Dear little one, I met a friend. Some say He is invisible . . . but not to worry, He…
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By Michelle Koch Dear Jesus, I Can’t Carry All This—But You Can
When I think of these past months the word that comes to mind is heavy. Each day there is more…
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By Laura Gaston Nothing You Can Do Could Make God Stop Loving You
As a mom, I often find myself at a complete and total loss when it comes to my strong-willed child.…
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By Autumn Brooke God Whispers if Only We’ll Listen
This morning I woke up with these words racing through my mind, Where there is a will, there is a…
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By Her View From Home Dear Kids, I Pray God Sends Us the Man We Deserve
Dear kids, As June settles in, you will be bombarded by Father’s Day commercials, ads, and thoughts in general. Father’s…
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By Ashley Hill When God Says Just Wait
When my husband asked my parents for my hand in marriage, they said yes, on one condition: We wait to…
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The Prodigal Daughter is Me
I have been the prodigal daughter of a prodigal son. I have wasted the waste that was given. I have…
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By Amber Palmer Having Hard to Handle Kids Points Me To God
When the dream of motherhood ached deep into my bones and swooned around in my heart, I didn’t realize I…
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By Alyssa Hall Families Returning To Church Need Some Extra Grace
That kid in church this morning was mine. You know the one—sprawled out on the floor, throwing toys, talking…
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