A Quick Study in Motivational Gifts
God has equipped every believer with at least one motivational gift, and using that gift makes us most effective and brings the greatest personal fulfillment.
Along with Sailor-Man, I have experienced many adventures in service of God around the world, both on land and on sea.
God has equipped every believer with at least one motivational gift, and using that gift makes us most effective and brings the greatest personal fulfillment.
I cling to the truth that no matter what happens to me, I’m a victor because God is the king of my life. No harm touches me unless He allows it.
Too often we think we need to be strong, brave, super-talented, or super-educated for God to use us, but Bible story after Bible story proves this wrong.
This weekend provided a perfect opportunity for me to learn gratitude. The lesson came through a lost suitcase at O’Hare’s airport.
Sometimes the Lord surprises us with unexpected gifts. This week has been one of those for me. It was a sacred moment. A moment that awed me by God’s goodness.
Saturday marked the celebration of Kim Fox and David Long’s commitment to marriage. What a celebration it was! Everyone, it seems, felt God’s smile on the day.
God’s goodness in supply a wedding dress alteration specialist exactly when we needed one.
Outdoor venues for summer weddings are booked early. How would we find one with only five weeks notice? God opens closed doors, even for wedding venues.
Two years ago, I added a couple of specific requests to my prayer for my daughter and her future spouse. Here’s how God answered.
The direction our thoughts take us determines whether or not we experience peace.
What would your joy quotient be if you lost your health and creature comforts? Joy remains possible thanks to the Lord’s presence in our lives.
A taste of German history made me shudder at the inhumanity of man. It also made me very thankful for freedom. It’s to be cherished and protected.
One young man–a special fellow who has known more hardship in 25 years than most of us will see in a lifetime–said, “I pray every night with my friend.”
When we rounded the corner leading to her house, I saw only an empty bench. I feared that she’d died since last summer, but suddenly she appeared in her doorway
I’m on the way to Romania again. Here are some highlights from the trip beginning with a running tour through London.
I’ve met some incredible people and learned more than a few rich life lessons from them along the way. One of those lessons–the truth about missionaries.
We need to shed our comfortable Christianity and start living in a way that forces us to depend on God’s power to survive if we want to grow in our faith.
Why did the driver drop us at the train station prior to the one our directions stated? Because Iwona was working there, and God is drawing her to Himself.
We enter battle mindful that God has given us the spiritual armor we need to conquer. And so we pray and move forward, expecting Him to grant victory.
When the service ended, she approached me again. Without a word, we embraced in a heartfelt hug and exchanged two more light kisses.
Women around the world share many similarities. One of them is the ability to make a soul connection in a short time.
We rounded the corner just as we did last year, and there she was…sitting outside her house, on the same bench, but without her craft project.
Spending my day like this wasn’t on my radar. I’m encouraged to know that it didn’t take God by surprise. He knows where that manuscript is.
How can we muster courage in the face of fear? By remembering that, no matter what happens to us, we are victors because God is the king of our lives.
In January 2008, I flew to Florida and Indiana for two television interviews. In all my life, I’ve never played such a game of “Good News, Bad News.”
“The job description fits you and Grace,” he said. “May I give IM your names?” And so began our adventure into the realm of the impossible.
Have you ever wrestled with God’s ways not making sense? Honestly, sometimes I shake my head at how He boggles human logic.
My husband sat at the kitchen table, his head in his hands. “It’s time for a change,” he said. “I’m not interested in doing this any longer.”
He will fulfill – not always according to our understanding – but He will make good on His word. The details are His responsibility; believing Him is ours.
We prayed, reminding God that He’d promised to provide everything necessary for us to do His will. We told Him we believed He had directed us thus far.
The reality of spending the last day of camp in bed, too weak to sit or stand, left me feeling like a failure. This wasn’t the way camp was supposed to end.
The word camp often conveys rustic – tents and outhouses in the woods, cooking over an open fire. That’s a far cry from our family camp. It was held in a hotel.
This is our eighth trip to Eastern Europe since 2008 and, apart from gasping at near head-on collisions, I’ve never felt afraid. Until today, that is.
Tears filled Anna’s eyes and spilled down her cheeks. My heart broke for her. What do I do, God? I prayed. The answer came back, Pray for her. And so I did.
My husband and I are leading a team of nine to partner with five career missionaries. We’ll host a camp for young adults facing life-threatening illnesses.
If Jesus Christ died on mankind’s behalf, then God must desperately want to release spiritually dead people from the trap of religion.
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