Respond or React?

By: Linda Merriott Anger. We all have lost our temper at times. But when anger becomes a predominant emotion, we have a problem.  The Bible says ugly, hateful words should never come from our mouths, but if we grew up in angry homes, we learned how easily tempers can flare (Ephesians 4:29-32 The Passion). When we become parents, we tend …

What’s New about Love

By Mark and Kandy Persall “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength” (Deuteronomy 6:5). This commandment is not new to us now and wasn’t new to Jesus’ disciples then. When asked to choose the greatest commandment (Matt 22:37-39), Jesus quoted this verse in Deuteronomy, then added, love your neighbor as yourself. Yet, just before His death, …

If I Belonged

If I were His girl, I would awaken each day with eagerness.  In first light, sleepy-eyed and tousled, I would remember that He loves me and rejoice in that knowledge. If I were His girl, I would yearn to see Him more than anyone else.  With anticipation, I would consider time with Him as imperative. I’d be insistent that He …

Seen, Known, and Loved

By Magen Thetford Selling used items on Facebook brings zero joy to my heart. I’d rather not deal with the hassle of communicating back and forth several times with someone over an item that I’m going to sell for a few dollars. But I had a bulky crib stacked in the corner of a closet for the last year, and …

My Three Vials

By Kandy Persall I hate waste. I’m not sure if it stems from a childhood of pinching pennies or adulthood of recycling in Asia. Anyway, if something seems wasteful, it bothers me. The caveat is that what I consider waste is someone else’s need. I feel that buying tickets to a sporting event is an extravagance, but my husband swears …

My Love Letters

I fell in love through correspondence. Not online, but through paper and ink.  I met my pen-pal weeks earlier on a domestic flight. We attended neighboring colleges and reconnected over a few coffee dates before our summer schedules began. Airlines may have parted us internationally, but air letters endeared us emotionally. The outside of our letters were nothing special. Called …

She Left the Faith

  I was stunned. I had known Phoebe since our girls were little. She had been to our home many times and always read to the girls when it was their bedtime.    Later, Phoebe had worked tirelessly in a small town, doing menial jobs so that she could share the gospel with those around her. She had been a …