For the sum total of my twenty-eight years, my mother’s dressing had always been on my holiday table. This time, 7500 miles separated me and that pan of crumbled biscuits and cornbread. Would it truly be Thanksgiving if that stuffing wasn’t on the table? I was an adult by all appearances and had a family of my own. I could make …
“Mama, what do you think is my greatest weakness?” I’d been at junior high camp for the week, and the youth pastor had challenged us to ask this question of someone that knew us well. Who better than my mom, who’d known me all fourteen years? Granted, I was a bit nervous as I awaited her answer. She’d probably say …
As the 7.6 earthquake vibrated through the core of our high-rise apartment, darkness prevented us from knowing the damage. We could feel the ground below rising and falling, and with every jolt, we assumed the upper floors’ weight was crushing those beneath. Fearful for our lives, we escaped down the stairwell and sleeplessly spent the rest of the night away …
By: Linda Merriott Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, make your requests known to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:6-7) During this pandemic, I have talked to many people who have been full of fear. It …
Sorting through forgotten letters and old photographs, I found this little story written by my mother in about 1963. Since she gave it the title “What Does Christmas Mean to You?”, I wonder if she had written it for a local newspaper or maybe to present to her ladies prayer group. Either way, you will want to grab a cup of hot …
What a delight this week to introduce Hungry For More readers to Magen Thetford. Magen is a passionately devoted young woman, who blends the messiness of marriage and motherhood with a massive love for God. In her humility, she doesn’t realize that her very life is speaking volumes toward a perseverant faith. I know that as you hear her heart, …
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity.” I’m speaking of course about childhood slumber parties. This was indeed the best of times. In our small town, slumber parties were usually celebrating …
Dear Mentor, I really want to clearly portray the Life of Christ within me, but it seems that I slip up all too frequently. What’s wrong with me? …
With Thanksgiving coming this week, I am thinking back to my past “turkey tables”. The story is an old one, but the Words from His Heart are new. May You know His strength as you move into this holiday. —————- One particular Thanksgiving in Taiwan, I somehow got the idea to invite everyone that I knew for the holiday meal. Over …
Remember my promise of a Mother/Daughter team? You were challenged earlier in the week by Tessa Shockey’s blog on danger and discipline. Today, we hear from her mom (and my long-time friend), Grace Lyn Shockey. Grace Lyn and I first met when Mark and I welcomed their little family of three to Taiwan, as language students. Grace Lyn loved …
