Dear Lord, Make Me a Grace Hunter
I want to be known as a grace hunter. Every day, I pray I would be given eyes to see…
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By Kimberly Hale Jesus of the Rock Bottom Rescue
Have you ever hit rock bottom? I have and it was the scariest place I've ever been but that's where…
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Jesus Helps Me Smile Through the Weary Moments of Motherhood
"Mom, why aren't you smiling?" My 4-year-old took one look at my face, and like an open book, she could…
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By Tiffany Nardoni What You Don’t See Is the Way Jesus Builds Beauty from the Ashes
Here we are at a new church. Surrounded, again, by people. No one really knows me. They might know my…
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By Hannah Rutarindwa Fall into the Arms of Jesus, Little One
I have three younger brothers, so I know how crazy and wild boys can be. Lots of falls, cuts, scrapes,…
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By Laura Costea Compassion Holds My Heart
I lean my head in through the window of his van. The first thing I notice is the funny smell.…
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By Amanda Diekman Jesus Meets Me in Motherhood With His No Matter What Love
My toddler was that kid on the playground—the one who would push and bite, erupting into a tantrum and needing…
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Dear Girl, Give Jesus Your Mess
Oh, dear girl, Give Jesus the mess. Your mess. The mess you think is too much or too big or…
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By Shannon Evans Motherhood Brings Me to the Floor and Jesus Meets Me There
I recently came across a short memoir writing competition with the theme, “Places that have made me, changed me, or…
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By Rachel Maier My Broken Heart Has Questions, But Jesus Is the Answer
We celebrated 90 years of my beautiful grandma today. It was lovely and lonely all at once because we lost…
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By Laura Hanby Hudgens Lord, I Don’t Want to Miss a Chance to Love Like You
I am a huge, HUGE, fan of cardigan sweaters, and I am always on the lookout for the perfect one.…
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I Want To Be a Friend Like Jesus
I sit in my recliner this morning, covered up with my blanket, listening to the outside sounds of the slow…
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