“Do not deliver the soul of Thy turtledove to the wild beast” (Psalm 74:19). How often this has been my cry of late. “The jaws of anxiety is at my neck, Lord. Don’t let it eat me alive!” I’m not the only one. As I look at the families around me, almost all have similar cries. The evil one is …
Our little prayer group agonizes week after week over devastation, divorce, and sometimes even death. New requests pour in; sometimes to such an extent as to overwhelm even our boldest prayer warrior. Yesterday, as we prayed, the Father reminded us to cast all our anxiety on Him, He cares. He called us to give thanks and embrace all …
When we arrive at the table of His Presence, we find the presence of others there as well. The presence of our enemies. Kinda ironic, isn’t it? We made it through the valley of shadows, arrived at our banquet destination, and there they are – the same enemies that were wounding us in the valley. …
