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Thursday Devotion

6/29/2017

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Good morning ladies. Wow, we're nearing the end of June already. Sometimes these things just sneak up on me. As you get older, it seems like time flies even faster! As an update, yesterday I had a visit with my Infectious Disease doctor, yes, I call him Dr. B. I've really come to love and appreciate the doctors that God has placed in my care. He's always so concerned for me. He told me that now that I have a surgery date (September 7), three things have to happen. Yesterday, after my appointment, they drew blood and he wanted my CRP (C-Reactive Protein) number (shows inflammation levels) to be at less than .5. It's been going down slowly since February, but not enough for him to be happy. My results came back after I was home and he sent me a note saying my number was the lowest EVER at a .3. He even used exclamation points! Yay! Thank You LORD. The next step is getting an aspiration done on the surgical area, which means basically sticking a needle in there to draw cells to then check for possible infection. I fear this procedure. Not fun. But, if that comes back with no infection, the third step is actually during the surgery, which is drawing more cultures to find out if I will need antibiotics again. If I do, we're still discussing which ones I can have. And, I also have a final appointment with Dr. H., the surgeon to discuss the procedure. So, things are moving along well.

Devotion

Great devotion today. It made me ask myself, would I have done what she did if I was first in line? Acts of kindness. Wow. Have a Thankful Thursday ladies!


“Loving When It’s Convenient”

“Let everyone see that you are considerate in all you do. Remember, the Lord is coming soon.”
Philippians 4:5 (NLT)

I usually cringe at generalizations … stereotypes. Lumping an entire group of people into a clichéd, confining box. Phrases like: “The ________ (nationality) are so ________ (bad character trait)” or “Those ________ (age group) all are so ________ (strange habit or behavior).”

However, every once in awhile, there’s a compliment paid in the lumping.

Recently as I waited in line at a coffee house, a frail, elderly woman stood in front of me ordering a meal. She seemed distressed as she fumbled for her change, paid the worker, and then gathered up her bag of food and her drink. As she headed for the door, her large purse began swinging off of her shoulder, nearly knocking her, and all of her lunch, to the floor.

“Oh … how am I going to do this? Oh my … oh dear … I can’t …” she mumbled to herself, trying to shift her weight and her cargo, while pushing open the door at the same time.

Though I’d just finally reached the front of the line, God used today’s key verse to tap me on the heart and shift my momentary schedule.

“Let everyone see that you are considerate in all you do. Remember, the Lord is coming soon.” (Philippians 4:5)

I quickly hopped out of line.

“Here, let me get that for you,” I uttered as I held the door open and steadied her drink.

“Would you like me to carry your food to your car?”

She stopped in her tracks, her bright blue eyes looking up at me with gratefulness. “Oh dear … you must have a grandmother living that you’re so kind to an old woman.”

“No ma’am, I don’t,” I answered. “I just love Jesus and He wants me to help you.”

Her face softened. She shook her head and decidedly declared: “Of course! You people have always been so helpful to me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You people. I’m pretty sure she meant, “You Christians.”

She didn’t align herself with Christians saying, “Thank you for helping a sister out.” No, she referred to me — and others who loved Jesus — as “you people.”

It made me wonder, How had other Christians helped her? Did they take her a meal? Rake her yard in the fall or shovel her driveway in the winter? Had they driven her to a doctor’s appointment?

It reminded me of the age-old truth: More is caught than taught. And it demonstrated to me that people are watching.

And lumping.

What do they see? Do they see us being considerate in all we do?

Sadly, I have been told the following:

By a waitress: “Christians are the worst tippers, especially after a Sunday supper out. Sometimes they leave no money at all.”

By an acquaintance in college: “You’re a Christian? Do you stand in front of the science building and scream Bible verses, telling people they’re going to hell for believing in evolution?”

By a sweet, misguided teenager from a tumultuous home, looking for love with her heart and announcing it with her body: “I tried going to church once. There was a sign on the front door that said, ‘All are welcome, but please dress appropriately.’ I didn’t know what appropriately meant, but I knew it wasn’t me. So I turned around and left.”

I know followers of Jesus — and I count myself in particular — don’t always portray to others the considerate and loving ways of Christ, as urged in today’s key verse. But we can do better. We need to remember that people are watching our behavior. If all they see are uncaring or condemning Christians, why, oh why, would they want to become one?

My prayer today is that we, as Christ-followers, will be lumped in the “you people” group my sweet coffee house friend saw. Considerate Christians who make God and His body of believers look good.

Sure, believers already know He is good. But others? They are watching. And lumping. What will they see in us?

Father, forgive me for the times I choose condemnation over love, rudeness over kindness, or desire to do nothing rather than do the right thing. Please prompt my heart and interrupt my momentary schedule so my actions may reflect who You are. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Karen Ehman

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Proverbs 31:26, “She opens her mouth with wisdom, And on her tongue is the law of kindness.” (NKJV)

Philippians 2:3-4, “Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves. Don’t look out only for your own interests, but take an interest in others, too.” (NLT)

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Wednesday Devotion

6/28/2017

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Good morning ladies. It's one of those mornings that I'm sitting here wondering what to write. Nothing new here really. Just plugging along with the things of life. But that's okay because we don't have to have a million things going on all the time, do we? And actually, I haven't been feeling well lately, so I've just been sitting and reading, crocheting, and resting. I try not to get frustrated by this, but for some reason, this morning I am. Maybe it's the rain, although it's a nice, calming summer rain. I thought we were to get a storm last night, but if we did, I certainly didn't hear it. I have been enjoying the cooler temperatures lately. It's ideal to have the windows open and the breeze blowing in. It looks like we'll have a nice holiday weekend too.

Devotion

Oh, how I have struggled with this! I'm sure some of you have too. Body image. Our "temples." Sometimes it seems that no matter what we know to be true in God's eyes, we still fail to believe it about ourselves. We are made in God's image, and our bodies are a temple of the Holy Spirit! Have a Wonderful Wednesday ladies!


“Changing Our Body Trash Talk to Temple Talk”

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God?”
1 Corinthians 6:19a (NIV)

“Cindy is a fat red cow.”

These six words would define me for two decades.

Scrawled on the chipped bathroom door of the girls’ restroom at my high school, these words attached to me like a sticky name tag. “Hello, my name is Cindy. I’m a fat red cow.”

I didn’t realize girls would snicker about it for a time, and then forget, or that a janitor would scrape the words off and paint over them. If only he could have painted over my memory, too.

I didn’t know the truth yet, that God calls me something very different — His daughter, the apple of His eye, a princess of great worth. Instead I allowed a bathroom stall scrawl to have tremendous power over my life.

Whenever I thought about my body or my looks, I flashed back to those ugly etchings. A fat red cow … yep, that’s me. I believed my body was shabby, too big, too much, yet not enough.

Eating disorders and substance abuse issues soon followed. I became promiscuous, throwing my body away like pearls before many swine. You name it, I tried it. I’d do nearly anything to numb the sting of those wounding words.

Sadly, years later, even after I surrendered my life to Jesus, I struggled with a poor body image. Here I was, a Jesus-loving girl, telling anyone who’d listen how He set me free from addiction. But I couldn’t get past those sharp words that cut my teenage heart so deeply.

Eventually I began to realize that this lousy body talk was really something else: terrible temple talk.

Freedom came when I finally believed the truth the apostle Paul taught the Corinthians: My body is a temple carrying the very Spirit of God.

Paul was very intentional when he used the word “temple” in 1 Corinthians 6:19. Temples were everywhere in Corinth. The early church members would have been as familiar with temples as we are with skyscrapers. Except this time, Paul was saying something different about temples — shockingly different.

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God?” (1 Corinthians 6:19a)

The recipients of Paul’s letter would have instantly imagined what a temple looked like: domed ceilings, glossy columns, exquisite woodwork overlaid with gold and silver. Fancy. Elegant. Important.

Those words must have blown their minds. The Corinthian church had bought into their city’s slogan: “Food for the body, and the body for the food.” They had new hearts but still practiced self-gratification. Drinking to excess and gluttony were A-OK. Using and abusing your body was no big deal. It didn’t affect your soul, or so they thought.

Now Paul was telling them their bodies were temples — sacred places, where the Holy Spirit of God resided? Wow!

The same is true for you, me and Christ followers everywhere. Yes, you!

Whether you feel like a temple or not, it is T R U T H. In Christ, when you ask for forgiveness, you become a clean, pure temple — no matter what impure, unimaginable things you’ve done. Because of Jesus’ death on the cross and His mighty resurrection, we can rip down the trash-filled thoughts from our past and redecorate our mind with God’s truth.

That said, how is your temple talk? If your self-dialogue were broadcast, would it be trash-talk or truth?

Sweet friend, let’s start talking about our bodies — God’s sacred temples — in a whole new way. They are more precious and costly than the most awe-inspiring mansion or latest HGTV Dream Home. Our bodies — no matter the size, age or agility — are sacred, good and holy.

Our temples have infinite value, and God is incredibly interested in what we do with them, and how we treasure them.

It’s time we ask God to give us brand-new T3 — Truth-filled Temple Talk.

Dear God, I acknowledge You as my Creator and Maker. Forgive me for the times I fuss and fret about my outside appearance. How it must grieve Your heart when I focus on my flaws and faults. Give me eyes to see myself as You see me. Teach me Your truth about my body and worth. May my beliefs and behaviors be based on Your Word and not on the world’s messages. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Cindy Bultema

TRUTH FOR TODAY:

Psalm 139:14, “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” (NIV)

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Tuesday Devotion

6/27/2017

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Good morning ladies. How are you today on this Terrific Tuesday? I think I somehow got a cold--in summer! Scratchy throat, slight fever. Ugh. It has been cooler the past few days. So, what are you up to today? I think it will be a pretty calm day around here--hopefully. Casey came home yesterday, a day early, but I wasn't surprised. Once Nate went back to work he probably felt a little restless. I'm hoping and praying that he hears from his church soon about work. He needs to keep himself busy. Trust me, it's better for both of us! It's a whole new challenge having your adult children come back to live with you. I hope to get some reading done on a new book that our church is using for discipleship. I have my first meeting tonight with my partner, Sarah. We've all paired off to go through the book together. I'm excited for this opportunity! I love how the people in our church have a desire to learn and grow deeper in their relationship with the LORD!

Devotion

Although we've been following a theme lately about moving forward and not letting our past control us, today's devotion also points out an important aspect for doing this. True contentment in the LORD. Slowing down and letting Him fill us. It takes intentional time and practice, both physically and mentally. Have a great day ladies!


“My Past Does Not Control My Future”

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.”
Galatians 5:1 (NIV)

Years ago, I had a small pain on the bottom of my foot. Over time it became more painful, causing me to walk with a limp. Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer and made a doctor’s appointment.

The doctor quickly diagnosed me with a plantar wart. Unfortunately, it was on the pad of my foot, so the doctor said he couldn’t remove it, as the scar would be just as painful. The only solution was a slow removal by repeatedly applying a professional grade chemical. For months.

During that time, I took the maximum amounts of painkiller and limped everywhere.

Finally, the wart and pain went away. But I still limped.

I limped for at least a month after there was no pain. And each time I’d catch myself limping, I’d have to force myself to walk normally. I conditioned my mind to trust there was no pain, and eventually I was able to walk limp-free.

That experience taught me the power of the mind to keep you in bondage long after you’ve been set free. Although my experience was physical, I’ve also experienced feeling in bondage to a behavior.

That’s how I used to feel about my schedule.

For so long I felt powerless to do anything about the amount of work I had to do. In some ways, I felt like a slave to my to-do list.

That wasn’t true, but I found myself resentful of other people and their needs. I even got annoyed at the dentist as I took my kids to a checkup. As if they were the reason my life was a train-wreck!

It took years for the Lord to deal with my bondage to an over-busy life. Every time I’d make a change and lighten my schedule, it would feel unnatural. So I’d retreat back to what felt normal, and that was an over-stuffed schedule.

Our key verse today (Galatians 5:1) makes it clear we are not to be bound to anything or anyone who keeps us from the freedom we have in Christ: “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.”

It’s easy to slip into habits we feel powerless to change. Whether it’s being too busy, gossip, over-eating, poor financial stewardship or any other harmful habit, God desires to free us from its ability to control us. He wants us to see we aren’t victims. With His help, we can choose new habits and not be controlled by our past.

We aren’t the only ones who have needed this message. After God set the Israelites free from Egyptian slavery, He set guidelines in place to help reshape their thinking and teach them how to be free.

They needed to shift their allegiance from a harsh earthly master to a loving heavenly Father. So among other things, God requested the people not work one day a week. How kind of God to build rest into the lives of people who had only known work. But it wasn’t just for the physical rest: God wanted His people to trust Him.

Their old master worked them until they dropped, but God wanted them to know their future wouldn’t be like their past. Although they were slaves before, they weren’t slaves now.

God wants the same for us. What controlled us in the past doesn’t have to control us in the future.

This means I’m not a slave to my schedule. I might have some non-negotiable responsibilities, but I do have some choices. I don’t have to fill every waking moment with something to do.

By choice, we all serve someone or something. But as we shift our allegiance to God, the chains to other masters fall off.

Today, He is still reshaping our thinking from bound by “chains” to set free.

God wants to whisper hope into every weary heart that tomorrow doesn’t have to be like yesterday. Yesterday we might have been burdened by others’ expectations or by our own choices, but today we can walk in the freedom of a new life in Jesus.

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You for opening my eyes to what has held me captive from obeying You fully. I want to trust You more and walk in Your freedom. Help my unbelief. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Glynnis Whitwer

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Isaiah 61:1, “The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, …” (NIV)

Jonah 2:8, “Those who pay regard to vain idols forsake their hope of steadfast love.” (ESV)

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Monday Devotion

6/26/2017

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ood morning ladies. I hope you all had a great weekend. As I'm sure you realized, it wasn't working out for me to get the devotion out on Thursday or Friday. I thought for sure I would get one out on Thursday, but PK wanted to leave by 10 am and I still had a lot to do. And Friday, we were already up at the camp. It was a great time, but with a few added things that we weren't expecting. Casey asked his dad if he would tell the kids a funny story from his growing up years. Well, that's easy enough! You know that parents love to talk about their kids; I was just wondering if he'd be able to keep it short! Of course, he told them about the time that he left Casey at church when he was a baby; I was home with Nathan who was sick that day. Yep, he got all the way home and came in the door with no Casey. Back to church he went and he was still playing happily in the nursery. Thankful to that nursery worker who stayed a little bit longer that day. The other addition to our time at camp was that he asked his mom to share her life story...yep, that's me. I did that, a bit hesitantly, because sometimes you wonder if kids at this age will really understand or even be interested. Will it touch them in some way? I guess that was for God to work out. Afterward, my question was answered when several of the kids thanked me for sharing. And one of the counselors came up to me with tears in his eyes and told me that he had a rough relationship with his mom growing up, and just last year she was diagnosed with Lupus and MS. It gave him a better understanding of why she struggled to be more present in his life. Wow! On Friday, we all headed to Nate and Natalie's. This was an interesting drive. Since we left around lunch time, of course Casey was starving, so we decided that we'd stop at the first town. Mind you, this was South Dakota. Pretty much it's all flat land and cows for miles.  There are no stops, not even shoulders on the roads. Casey said the closest town that had any possibilities for eating was DeSmet. We knew that also because we had stopped there on the way so we could see the Alliance Church. It was this building that Pa Ingalls, from the Laura Ingalls Wilder book series, Little House on the Prairie, had helped to build. Anyway, PK said we'd take another way that was shorter and we would find a town soon enough. Should've listened to Casey. We drove and drove....miles of nothing. It was two o'clock and we were just an hour from N & N's before we finally found a Subway. Good thing I had cheese sticks and grapes! And fortunately, no one had to go to the bathroom, because there wasn't one! We had a great visit with the kids and with our new little guy Elliott. He's grown so much already and making more eye contact. So much fun! I decided to come home with PK on Saturday because I was exhausted, but Uncle Casey is still there until tomorrow. So that was my weekend.

Devotion

The words today remind us that we can't control those things in our life that are in the past. We need to let them go so we can take hold of the things God has for us now. We have been made new. We are His precious daughters and He wants to provide refreshment for our souls. I love the key verse today! Have a Marvelous Monday ladies!


“How Do I Let It Go?”

“Do not remember the former things, Nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness, And rivers in the desert.”
Isaiah 43:18-19 (NKJV)

Three-year-old Elle arched her arm and pointed her fingers. “You’re frozen, Gaga!”

I stopped in place, one arm behind me, the other in the air. She giggled, then quickly unfroze me.

If you’ve been in the vicinity of anyone under the age of 6, you’re probably familiar with the movie, Frozen. In it, two sisters struggle in their relationship with each other and in finding acceptance.

At one point Elsa, the older sister, sings these words: “Let it go, let it go … And I’ll rise like the break of dawn … ”

Let it go.

Those are words I sensed God speaking to me years ago.

“Let go of the past that you cannot undo.”

“Let go of the warped view you have of yourself. It doesn’t match the one I have as your Heavenly Father.”

“Let go of the hurts that hold you too tightly.”

Just as I playfully stood frozen while my granddaughter giggled, there was another time when I felt frozen. I couldn’t take a step toward healing.

“Let it go, sweet daughter,” was a whisper I heard from God to discover the Suzie He saw me to be.

Maybe you’ve sensed God asking you to let something — or someone — go.

“Let go of the mistakes you once made. I’ve forgiven you.”

“Let go of the anger that’s consuming your thoughts.”

“Let go of condemnation, so you can live free.”

You want that desperately, but it can be hard to let go when you don’t know what that means.

May I share my definition of letting go with you? It was freeing for me when I finally understood it.

Letting go is giving up what is beyond our control to embrace what we can change.

In Isaiah 43:18-19, God spoke to His people through the prophet Isaiah saying: “Do not remember the former things, Nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness, And rivers in the desert.”

The people held so tightly to the past that they missed the new things God wanted to show them.

God speaks the same warning and truth to us. We can’t control the past, but we can focus on the miracles around us today.

We can’t unhear the words that once shaped our hearts, but we can replace them with truth from Scripture.

We can’t control negative people, but we can choose joy for ourselves.

Letting go isn’t easy in the beginning, because holding on is our natural response. But there’s so much hope! Just as the prophet Isaiah describes new roads in the desert and rivers in the wilderness, as we give up what we can’t control to embrace what we can change, new ways of thinking, relating and living are carved into our very being.

And the beautiful thing about letting go?

It doesn’t just change us.

It has the power to alter the next generation, and the next after that, like the cute little blonde-haired, blue-eyed darling chasing her Gaga through the house, singing, “Let it go!”

Dear Jesus, I’ve wanted to let go for a long time, but I didn’t know how. Now that I do, I’m ready to take that leap of faith. I give up what I cannot control to embrace what I can. Thank You for carving new roads in the desert of my heart and new rivers in the wilderness of my life. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Suzie Eller

TRUTH FOR TODAY:

Philippians 3:12-14, “Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.” (ESV)

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Daily Devotion

6/21/2017

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ood morning ladies. How are you today? Another beautiful day that our LORD has made! No big plans for me today...just getting a few things done and ready for this weekend. We are leaving tomorrow to go  down to the camp where Casey is in South Dakota. We thought it would be fun if we can get there in time to hear his last evening session. He made all the arrangements for us to stay overnight. So far it's been going great for him. Both nights he's had almost half of the kids respond. They pin up a note to a bulletin board with their response and he sent us pictures of that. So neat to hear about it! On Friday morning, we'll all leave for Nate and Natalie's, about a three hour drive. This will be Casey's first time to see his nephew. We're planning on celebrating Father's Day, Nate's birthday, and Natalie's birthday. Can't wait! PK will come home on Saturday so he can be at church on Sunday, but Casey and I will stay until Tuesday. Yay! So, a few things to do today. How about you? Thank you for all the responses yesterday back and forth to each other. I love seeing the support and encouragement going on. Thank you for praying for each other.

Devotion

Wow, a tough story today. It really makes you think about the "memoirs" of life. What does our story say? The good news is that no matter what this hard life takes us through, God is always with us and He writes our story. Have a Wonderful Wednesday ladies! Happy Summer!


“Your Story in Six Words”

“I have called you by name; you are mine.”
Isaiah 43:1b (NLT)

There’s a legend I love about Ernest Hemingway. Folklore says he was in a restaurant when someone challenged him to write a story in only six words.

If I were a betting girl, I would have sided with the men at the restaurant, believing it was impossible to have plot, character and conflict in only six words. But Hemingway won the bet with this short story: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

It’s an interesting exercise to think about your life as a six-word memoir. What would it be?

Which six words would summarize any seasons or truths about your life? I can chart the timeline of my adult life through a series of six-word memoirs. When I was a teacher, my six-word memoirs might have been:

Life is like a lesson plan.
Always crafting my next bulletin board.
Teaching the next generation to read.

As a brand-new bride, perhaps my six-word memoirs would have been:

I look 12 in wedding photos.
Crockpots are a bride’s best friend.

When my children were born, as I stepped out of the classroom and claimed my role as mom, perhaps my six-word memoirs may have been:

Goldfish crackers. Board books. All day.
Again with the laundry and cooking?
Please, can it be naptime now?

Yet, everything changed one December morning in 2010, when my husband passed away. He was sick for only 12 hours before he died. He was here, and then he was gone. I was 31 years old, my children were 5 and 3, and suddenly my world was torn apart. Overnight, I became a widow.

I became the single mom of two small boys who were now fatherless. My brain was consumed with the tasks of getting out of bed and fighting depression and post-traumatic stress with every ounce of my being. Perhaps my six-word memoir for this dark season may have been one of the following:

How on earth did this happen?
Widowed mom, trying to wake up.
Winter, winter, winter, winter. No spring.
I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
I still have things to say.

In 12 terrible hours, my roles changed. My definitions became unclear. I felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis by about 30 degrees. So much of my identity felt suddenly and terribly missing. Few events create such a fertile petri dish for insecurity more than a deep, sudden loss.

My loss was my husband, but perhaps you know a loss of a different kind. Perhaps divorce — a death all its own, coupled with crippling rejection. Or the loss of a job, a friendship, respect or innocence. We each have our stories. Sometimes life is impossibly hard, and this world is the scariest place to be when you no longer know who you are. Sometimes, a person can get deeply caught up in what she is instead of who she is.

What defines you as a woman? Is there a six-word memoir you are holding on to as your identity?

Wishing someone could call me Mom.
I’m the family’s big screw-up.
I really thought he loved me.
Credit cards maxed. Nothing else left.
Living the dream I didn’t want.
This diagnosis will swallow me whole.
This loneliness is now my life.

But what if Jesus, our ultimate storyteller, were to write your six-word memoir? Maybe it would look something like these:

You are mine; you are enough.
You: Beautiful, cherished, seen, known, loved.
You are welcome here, beside Me.

No matter how you feel from day-to-day and moment-to-moment, God reminds us in Isaiah 43:1b that He knows your name; you belong to Him. He sees your every move, and there’s no place you can go where He won’t join you. He thinks about you, and He smiles over the idea of you. He will fight for you, and He has a plan for you. He is good. He is freedom. And He has a place for you: Next to Him.

When you’re facing an unexpected loss, take comfort in remembering He knows your name, and He’s writing this story with you.

Lord, I thank You that You see each one of us, that You know Your daughters and You call us by name. Thank You for delighting in us. May we see ourselves with Your grace, Master Storyteller, and may we embrace the story You are writing. We want to honor You with everything. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Tricia Lott Williford

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Zephaniah 3:17, “The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.” (NIV)

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Daily Devotion

6/20/2017

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Good morning ladies. After a little early morning rain, it looks like it might clear up. It's still a bit cooler, but that's quite okay with me. Thank you ladies for sharing yesterday. It's so good to encourage one another. I know we could all relate to that devotion regarding times in our lives when we felt that God wasn't answering our cries for help.

For those of you asking, thank you. My doctor's appointment (surgeon) went very well yesterday. He liked the way I looked and walked, and he said my x-rays were perfect! He's happy I'm off the antibiotics, and the tentative plan is to be off of them for just over a month before he does the aspiration, which is a needle going into the incision area to determine if there is any infection. This will take place later in July. If that proves clean, we will schedule the surgery for the month of September. This is exactly the time frame I wanted, to be able to heal before the snow flies. He said there's nothing more that I can be doing--just stay healthy and don't fall. He was very encouraging, as always. Thank you for your prayers.

Devotion

I love today's key verse, reminding us that God's love and mercies begin new each morning. Have a Terrific Tuesday ladies! I think it's strawberry season...go out and pick some berries!


“When Shame Keeps Us Away”

“The faithful love of the LORD never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning.”
Lamentations 3:22-23 (NLT)

The frustrated sigh that escaped my lips when I saw her name pop up on my Caller ID surprised me. It was a sigh soon followed by feelings of guilt, as I chose to walk away from my ringing phone instead of answer it.

I felt even worse when I checked my messages and heard my sweet 83-year-old neighbor’s voice confirming the reason she had called. It was just as I had suspected: She wanted to invite me to pick blueberries from the bushes in her backyard.

I know. Who gets exasperated over being invited to pick blueberries?

Her invitation was no surprise. For close to 10 years now, she has welcomed my family into her yard and let us gather as many blueberries as our plastic containers could hold. And each year, we have gladly braved muggy mornings and pesky bugs to fill our bowls to the brim with berries that far outshine anything we could purchase at a grocery store.

But for some reason, her invite last summer left my heart feeling a bit off. It wasn’t until I humbly called her back to thank her for her invite and then walked the short distance to her yard that I realized what was wrong.

I felt guilty.

Her health had been deteriorating for quite some time. I tried to be a help at first — visiting her in the hospital, picking up groceries when she came back home, taking her the occasional meal. But the busyness of my own life soon led to longer and longer stretches between my offers of help. First days, then weeks, soon passed without me so much as calling.

So, when she called me after countless weeks of no communication to invite me to pick berries, shame promptly informed me I didn’t deserve the blessing she offered. Thankfully, wisdom stepped in and encouraged me to accept her grace-filled invitation.

I’ll admit, accepting her kindness was incredibly humbling. But it was also a sweet gift. Not just because of the blueberries, but because of the truth the Lord opened my eyes to see as I plunked berry after ripe berry into my bowl.

God daily invites us to come and sit with Him in His Word. To feast on all of the truth and hope He has waiting on us.

But there are days I let guilt talk me into turning Him down. Days when I allow shame to convince me that I don’t have the right to even show up.

Maybe you’re familiar with some of these thoughts:

It’s been so long since I’ve sat down with my Bible. God’s probably too disappointed in me to talk to me.

I haven’t been serving God in any big or impressive ways. How can I ask Him to do anything for me?

I can’t remember the last time I prayed for more than a few hurried minutes. Who am I to ask God to speak to me?

How these thoughts must break the Father’s heart!

Just like my neighbor never expected me to “earn” the right to pick blueberries, God isn’t keeping a spiritual scorecard to see when we deserve the right to sit in His presence and feast on His Word. His invitation has nothing to do with our performance and everything to do with His desire to fill us with His wisdom, His hope, His encouragement and His love.

My heart is overwhelmed by the hope God holds out to us in our key verse: “The faithful love of the LORD never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning,” (Lamentations 3:22-23).

How incredible! The Lord’s love for us and His mercy toward us are unending. And He extends a fresh, grace-filled invitation for us to draw close to Him each and every morning.

Not with a look of disappointment because we didn’t show up yesterday or the day before. No. His eyes are brimming with hope that we’ll accept His invitation afresh today.

Oh, friends. Let’s not allow shame to keep us from His goodness another single day.

Lord, thank You for continually inviting me close. Today, I’m pressing past shame and asking You to help me taste the sweetness of Your Word and Your presence like never before. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Kimberly Henderson

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Revelation 3:20, “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” (NIV)

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Daily Devotion

6/16/2017

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Good morning on this Fun Friday! Are you ready for the weekend? I think I am. I'm still drinking coffee and trying to wake up. I slept in this morning. I think it's a fairly normal weekend with not a lot of plans, but I'll have to look at the calendar. I do know that Casey is leaving after church on Sunday for South Dakota for the week. It's his first time as camp speaker, and he is in charge of the elementary kids. I know he would appreciate your prayers. I think he's a bit nervous. He talked with Melissa MacDonald yesterday (the National Director of Children's Ministry), and he felt better after that. I know he'll do well; it's just getting through this first one. He's also doing worship through music with them.

Devotion

I always thought it would be nice to live on a farm. This gives me a new and realistic look at that thought. As a farm takes a LOT of hard work, so does marriage. Have a great weekend ladies!   . . .


“Marriage Takes Hard Work”

“O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You.”
Psalm 63:1a (NKJV)

The grain bag was almost empty, so I reached deep to the bottom to get a scoop for my chickens. Suddenly, something scurried up my sleeve! I jumped and screamed and wiggled about, trying to free whatever was in my blouse. Within 10 seconds, a mouse jumped out of the top of my shirt! It’s a wonder we both didn’t roll over and die from fright right there on my barn floor.

I could tell story after story like this of the realities of farm life. From mice to midnight births, the adventures are endless … and mostly unseen. Perhaps that’s why many people love the idea of a farm — that picturesque place where the grass is always green, the animals graze contently and luscious organic food grows effortlessly.

Guests to my farm love watching the fireflies dance and the turkeys waddle about the fields. They enjoy roaming the nature paths around our property. With dreamy eyes, many say to me, “Oh this place is magical! I want a farm just like it.” I smile and nod, thinking to myself, If you knew the amount of labor my husband and I put into it, would you still want it?

Diligent farmers never, ever go a single day without working and laboring on their farms. Early mornings are required to feed the animals, milk the goats and water the crops.

They have to fight to protect the borders from predators that come to ruin their efforts. Vigilant oversight keeps foxes and coyotes from helping themselves to chickens and baby goats.

Plus, there are fields to mow, poisonous vines to annihilate and a long list of other chores … all done in temperatures from zero to 100 degrees!

Only the farmers who love and cherish their farms daily have that beautiful, “magical” farm.

But if that farmer were to take a few months (or even weeks) off, and if they left their animals, crops and barns unattended, it’d be a mess!

Similarly, a good marriage is like a good farm. People love good marriages. We love to read about couples who renew their vows on their anniversary … about the elderly gentleman who faithfully visits his bride at the nursing home … about the husband and wife who stayed together through war and loss.

Long-lasting marriages don’t just happen. They need tender loving care — much like a farm. Predators threaten to destroy you and your marriage. And constant maintenance is required.

Here are some ways we can tend to our marriage:

Wake Up Early: One of the best ways to labor for our marriage is to spend time with God and His Word. Just like a farmer waters his crops, we can refresh our spirit with a quiet time. “O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You.” (Psalm 63:1)

Protect Your Borders: At times, it can feel like our husbands are the enemy, but Scripture tells us that Satan is. He will throw many temptations our way to sneak in and devour our marriages — from gossiping about our spouses to looking up former boyfriends online.

God’s Word shows us how to protect our borders: “Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil.” (Ephesians 6:11, ESV)

Pull the Weeds: There are moments when I don’t want to farm anymore (like when a mouse runs up my sleeve!). But in the grand scheme of things, a mouse in my shirt is a small price to pay to have our farm.

There are some things I just have to get over. If not, resentment and bitterness will take root. It’s wise to get rid of them before they choke out respect and kindness toward our husbands. “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.” (Ephesians 4:32, ESV)

I’d always dreamed of living on a farm. Never, ever did I think it would require so many long hours, so much vigilance and such a degree of difficult labor. But all our hard work pays off — we’ve got the farm where the grass is green and the animals are content. When I think about it, our farm is magical. Our marriage is too, but we work really hard at it.

Dear Lord, help me tend to my marriage and protect its borders. Show me how to make it a marriage that glorifies You. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Sharon Glasgow

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Proverbs 4:23, “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.” (NIV)

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Daily Devotion

6/13/2017

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Good morning ladies. How are you today? It's a beautiful morning here and I've already been to a clinic appointment and back. Just getting my blood level checked for a medication I'm on. So, on to the rest of the day now. There's not too much going on, but I hope to catch up on a few things I'm behind on. Sorting paperwork, unpacking the last few boxes in my craft room, and cleaning out the fridge...fun. Nothing glamorous, but blessed to be feeling well enough to do these tasks. What are you up to today?

Devotion

Today's devotion is about courage and bravery. It shows how, even through difficult times, good can come from it. The 'good' is our growth through the 'testing' time. Have a Terrific Tuesday ladies! Shine your LIGHT!!


“When a Bad Thing and a Good Thing are the Same Thing”

“These are the nations the LORD left to test all those Israelites who had not experienced any of the wars in Canaan (he did this only to teach warfare to the descendants of the Israelites who had not had previous battle experience).”
Judges 3:1-2 (NIV)

There it was. That beautiful voice, drifting down the stairs, once again. If only I could understand even one of the words she sang. The fullness of her operatic tone belonged in a cathedral not holed up in the tiny bedroom where she practiced with her piano again and again and again.

For months, my daughter Mariah practiced, went to lessons and followed every instruction given by her vocal instructor. She wanted to be part of our state’s honor choir, and she committed to doing what it took to be chosen.

The first scary step involved singing a solo for her teacher. Terrified, she signed up for the audition and gave it her all. Several days later, she got the great news. She made the cut!

Next, she traveled hours away for the state audition. With my ear glued to the thick, wooden door, I strained to hear that expressive melody again as Mariah sang for the panel of judges. College professors and professionals would make the call. The hours of waiting dragged as we paced the halls. We were told the list would be posted outside the door.

When the results were finally tacked on the board, Mariah’s name was missing. Certainly there was a mistake. Didn’t they hear her? The disappointment Mariah felt overwhelmed her.

She had worked so hard this year. Next year, she would train even harder.

The next year, she did it all again. Sang for her teacher. Traveled to the state audition. Performed for the judges.

Again she didn’t make the honor choir. And that was it. She was a senior; there would be no more opportunities.

Sometimes, even when we do the scary thing, the brave thing, it still doesn’t work out.

As her mom, it crushed my heart to witness Mariah’s pain, not once but twice. I wanted to fix her heartache, take the bad pain away. Looking back, it was a good thing I couldn’t take it away.

Mariah could have quit after the first time. Even after the second rejection, Mariah could have been done doing hard things. When I asked her how she remained so positive, she said, “Because I believed I could do it.”

Did you catch what happened? After Mariah allowed herself some time to feel sad about her loss, she eventually became even braver! Doing the scary thing prepared Mariah to be brave again and again. She knew if she could do it once, she could find the courage to do it again.

No one wants their loved one to hurt or feel pain. If I could have stepped in to remove the hard thing, I would have eliminated the test. Yet if I could have taken away this trial, I would have gotten in the way of Mariah learning to be strong, brave and confident and stunted her growth in trying hard things for the rest of her life.

It’s been five years since that hard time. And today, Mariah is one of the most courageous people I know.

In today’s passage of Judges 3, the Lord allowed the Israelites’ enemies to remain in the Promised Land for one reason: to teach them. He wanted His people to learn how to do hard things, depend on Him and not run away.

These difficult times in our lives can be the exact opportunities we need to learn not to quit. Here, we learn to be brave and to do the hard things again and again and again. In the tough places, we can learn that our God is faithful to help us; He will never leave or forsake us. That is when the bad thing becomes a good thing.

Dear God, I want to develop courage and bravery and help others in my life become courageous and brave too. Help me remember that even if the trial is hard, You are beside me. I trust You. Please help me with __________________ {fill in the blank}. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Lynn Cowell

TRUTH FOR TODAY:

Psalm 23:4, “Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” (NIV)

Joshua 1:9, “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” (NIV)

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Daily Devotion

6/12/2017

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Good morning ladies. I hope you all had a great weekend and are ready to start a new week. We had a good one; plans didn't go completely as scheduled, but good just the same. On Friday morning after I sent out the devotion, I got ready for our lunch date, and as I was putting on my mascara, I accidentally poked the wand into my eye. It hurt so much that I had to call the nurse to see what to do. She had me put my head into the sink and run luke-warm water into it for 5-10 minutes. This actually felt good, but after, the pain was still there. I laid down and put in some eye-drops and put a cool washcloth over it. This turned into a headache and nausea. I missed our lunch date and was in bed resting all day. It was much better by Saturday, just feeling a bit bruised. Anybody else do this before? Ugh. On Saturday morning PK did the Walk for Life. He thought it started at 9 am because that's what the website said, so he left here at 8:15. I decided not to go because they predicted the hottest, steamiest day of the year so far. When he got there, hardly anyone else was there. He asked at the registration table about it and they told him the race didn't start until 10. He was already dripping from the heat and this news didn't help. It was literally too hot to wait an hour and a half outside; he'd have to sit in the air-conditioned car. He did that for a little while, but finally asked if he could just go ahead and do the walk on his own. They agreed, so he did and actually did his personal best! I think it got up to 97 degrees later that day, and with the humidity, had a heat index over 100. Yep--MN sure knows how to do extreme weather! Isn't it still Spring?! On Sunday, we woke up to dark skies and threatening clouds. Before long, the house was dark as night and a violent storm came in. There was hail so bad that Casey had to pull under a bridge on the way to church, and PK had to wait in our garage until it slowed down. I actually thought the window in our bedroom where the storm was blowing the hardest might break through. It was awful. Molly was beside herself, of course. We arrived at church, after seeing debris all over the roads, to find out that several people had lost electricity. What a way to start the morning! It was, however, good to be back at church again after being gone. We had a great service, with many people coming forward to making a commitment to be disciples for Christ. Awesome! After church we met Casey's new girlfriend Maria. What a beautiful, sweet young lady! I love her already! It was a great afternoon. And finally, last night we had our church bonfire, inside, because the sky still looked questionable. It was such a good time, and with great attendance! Feeling blessed!

Devotion

Are you struggling with a trial today? Does it make you feel like you're trapped and "in chains?" Today's devotion gives comfort to know that God uses our trials for good and to draw us nearer to Him. I will never tire of the story of Ruth. It's such a beautiful example of how God provides for these sweet women. Have a Marvelous Monday ladies!


“When Your Circumstances Feel Like Chains”

“But Naomi said, ‘Turn back, my daughters; why will you go with me? Have I yet sons in my womb that they may become your husbands?’ … Then they lifted up their voices and wept again.”
Ruth 1:11, 14a (ESV)

I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. The nurse’s words rang in my ears, “The doctor wants you in the bed.”

My doctor ordered me to park myself in bed for the sake of my unborn child. His life and mine depended on it. But as I gazed at the four smiling little faces in the chairs next to me I panicked, Who will take care of them, God?

In an out-of-body type moment, I looked at the nurse and declared, “God will provide,” although I’m not positive I believed it.

We pulled into the driveway, and I settled my energetic bunch for a moment before I crawled into bed and broke down. I argued with God: How can this possibly honor You more, God? How can I possibly serve You better from this bed than on my feet?

I felt chained to that bed, unable to participate in God’s plans and purposes. But it was from that bed that God showed me, sometimes what we call imprisoned, God calls positioned.

In today’s key verse we meet three widows on a road lined with the chains of death and poverty. After several years in a foreign land, Naomi embarks for her home in Israel and pleads with her two daughters-in-law to stay. Orpah and Ruth, both Moabites, had married Naomi’s sons yet were widows, just as Naomi was. “But Naomi said, ‘Turn back, my daughters; why will you go with me? Have I yet sons in my womb that they may become your husbands?’ … Then they lifted up their voices and wept again” (Ruth 1:11, 14a).

Naomi knew she could not provide husbands for Orpah and Ruth, and she knew the reality of a widow with no sons. Her future looked bleak, so she begged her daughters-in-law not to come with her.

Orpah listened and eventually yielded to Naomi’s push. Ruth, however, did not. “But Ruth said, ‘Do not urge me to leave you or to return from following you. For where you go I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God my God’” (Ruth 1:16, ESV).

No matter how hopeless the situation seemed, Ruth made a decision to trust God on that road … and she didn’t stop there. Chapters 2 and 3 in the book of Ruth detail her determination to be faithful with each day.

We see her set out to glean in the fields behind the harvesters — a provision God made in the Law to care for the poor people of Israel. We read of how Ruth cared for Naomi and supported her, not thinking of herself or her own needs.

And as we watch her story of faithfulness unfold, we see God do something only God Himself could orchestrate, “So Boaz took Ruth, and she became his wife” (Ruth 4:13a, ESV).

In her faithfulness to serve God and others, Ruth landed in a field belonging to Boaz. And Boaz happened to be legally able to marry her, which he did. Ruth gave birth to a son they named Obed — a man God included in the lineage of His own Son — Jesus.

When we dance to the rhythm of daily faithfulness, God can turn our situational prisons into supernatural positions.

After much resistance, God convinced me His plan for me included bed rest. Friends and family moved through like a revolving door to assist with my daily duties. My kids spent time every day playing in our room, and we even held a weekly women’s Bible study in the living room once my doctor cleared me to rest on the couch.

During those days, I learned a lot about myself, my shortcomings and God’s fullness.

After five months of bed rest, God resolved my condition and the pregnancy went on like normal. In the spring, I birthed our feisty fifth child — who still holds the title as our biggest baby at birth. And today, his smile reminds me God never wastes a challenge.

Dear God, sometimes I wish life weren’t so full of trials. But I know it’s the trials that draw me nearer to You. Help me be faithful today, no matter what I face. And as I live in the rhythm of daily faithfulness, do for me what only You can do. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Katy McCown

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
James 1:12, “A man who endures trials is blessed, because when he passes the test he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love Him.” (HCSB)

Isaiah 30:15, “This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: ‘In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it.’” (NIV)

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Daily Devotion

6/8/2017

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"Great Sermons Aren’t Preached, They’re Lived”

“All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.”
2 Timothy 3:16-17 (NIV)

What if someone followed me around with a video camera all day documenting my every move? Catching all my words, facial expressions, actions and reactions on camera. And then what if someone packaged it all together and played it on some sort of reality TV show for all the world to see? What would be the glaring message of my life?

I’m convicted thinking about this.

You see, if someone were to ask me, What are you all about? I would have some nice-sounding answers. But what actually happens during the strains of everyday life can sometimes betray my best intentions.

I want to be a loving wife and mom. But my family seems to know the exact buttons to push that send me into a tailspin of emotion and exhaustion.

I want to be a strong witness for Christ. So why is it I can read my Bible first thing in the morning and then find myself honking at the person who cuts me off in traffic just an hour later?

I realize there is a place for God’s tender mercies for me in all this. But I also know that while no TV cameras are following me around, my life is speaking a message about what I really believe, and I want that message to honor Jesus.

I once heard, “Great sermons are not preached, they are lived.” Oh how I long to live a message that speaks loud and clear, “Jesus is true and the principles found in His teachings work!”

Let’s just be honest: It’s tough being a sold-out soul for Christ stuck in a body that’s so tempted to sin. That’s why it’s essential I view my time with God each morning as a preparation and an invitation.

• Preparation: Our key verse reminds us, “All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work,” (2 Timothy 3:16-17).

Every verse I read is part of God’s preparation for me that day. So, instead of just rushing to check off my to-do list that I spent a few minutes with God, I must allow His teachings to seep into my heart and mind. Then, I can prayerfully ask God to interrupt my natural flesh response and remind me throughout the day of the truths He taught me that morning.

• Invitation: The next essential view of my quiet time each morning is recognizing I’ve just invited Jesus to do life with me, so I need to look for His activity throughout my day. My minute-by-minute theme becomes, “Not my will God, but Yours be done.”

So if something happens that causes my flesh to want to rear up and act ugly, I can say, “Not my will God, but Yours be done.” This slight pause and acknowledgment of God redirects my frustration and replaces it with grace. And most wonderful of all, it helps me connect my time with Jesus to everyday life choices. Making that connection is one of the ways we personally hear from and experience God.

I know sometimes it’s hard to spend time with Jesus first thing in the morning. And I’m certainly not trying to make this just another demand on our time. But Jesus’ invitation to us to sit with Him is such an incredible gift. He loves us so much He wants to help us. He knows what each day holds, and He longs to prepare us for every single thing He sees coming our way.

Let’s accept His invitation to sit with Him. Let’s listen to Him intently. And let’s ask Him to intervene before our natural reactions to things betray our best intentions. Then we will be able to live lives that speak to the fact that we have spent time with Jesus … and without saying a word, our imperfect lives will be a God-honoring sermon.

Dear Lord, please teach me how to reveal more and more of You through the way I live my life. I want to tell the whole world about You using words only when necessary. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Proverbs 31 Ministries
Lysa TerKeurst

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
Acts 4:13, “When they saw the courage of Peter and John and realized that they were unschooled, ordinary men, they were astonished and they took note that these men had been with Jesus.” (NIV)

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