Meddling with God’s Plans?

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Jen went to the landscape calendar hanging on the wall next to the fridge. Her index finger counted the days since the interview. Only three? Feels more like ten. The slap of her flip-flops followed her back to her task, sorting the clothes spread across the blue leather couch. I expected to hear by now. I wonder what’s wrong. Her …

Relax in Christ via His Truth

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Sue was out for her morning walk. Her sneakers felt like fifty-pound weights. LORD, I’m surrounded by one dilemma after another. She attempted to stretch out her neck and shoulders. Please grant me Your perspective in the midst of this turmoil. “I feel like . . . i feel like . . . Spock.” Her own belly laugh threw her off …

Grace for Runaway Horses

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You lost it again. Whether you actually raised your voice or not, the damage is done. You slipped the reins of self-control and your bad attitude reared its ugly head. Like a wild stallion your piercing eyes, sharp tongue, body language broke their constraints and led the stampede of destructive words. Hopefully, realization dawns quickly. You feel guilty. You do your …