Sometimes we meet other young women, and after hearing their story and witnessing their zealousness first-hand, we can't help but say an internal (and external) "YES – YOU GO GIRL!" We live in a society that competes and compares, especially amongst the female world, but when I heard Kedra Pittman (pictured below) speak at a local women's conference about her fire for Jesus, the ways He pulled her out of the world's lies, and how she planned to continue serving Him faithfully, I knew, deep in my heart, this was a woman I wanted to continue to lift up; to applaud; t
My favorite story of the Bible is the true tale of David and Goliath. I'm sure you've seen the storyline; it's been recycled again and again (think Rocky, Forrest Gump, Remember The Titans, Shrek, Mean Girls, even Legally Blonde!) We love to root on the underdog. And in this story – the original – the underdog was David, a shepherd too young for even a learners permit. He held a slingshot and gripped a tight passion for God. If you're unfamiliar, here's the SparkNotes:
Have minds that are alert and fully sober as obedient children. (1 Peter 1:13)
I am a firm believer that God blesses each one of us with a talent unique to our design. For some, it may be drawing or painting, while others may have been gifted with the art of public speaking.
Are you the one everyone calls when they need a birthday cake? Can you take one look under the hood of a car and know exactly what work needs to be done? Whatever your ability, it was God who decided you would be the one able to carry out His works in that manner.
I am a huge procrastinator! Often, I know I need to be doing something right then and the next thing I know, I’ve turned my attention to something else. This has been a downfall in my spiritual walk with Jesus Christ. A lot of my procrastinating has to do with... you guessed it: social media.
In my five years of being saved, this has been an issue the entire time. It leaves me with a guilty feeling. Perhaps it’s God telling me to buckle down and open my Bible!
My favorite thing about Easter when I was little wasn’t looking for eggs on Sunday, but finding them unexpectedly once Easter was over. In my family, there always seemed to be a few eggs that the Easter bunny hid so stealthily that they were forgotten about until you went to use your spring jacket or opened up the cupboard for cleaning supplies. I even remember one time being ecstatic when I found a blue egg in my polar-bear purse in August.
I remember it like it was yesterday, I was told to 'marry my ministry.' Now, a year later, I finally understand its meaning - all due to studying the Biblical book of Ruth, chock full of principles every 'single' gal needs to hear while waiting for the man God has for them.
I want to live a simpler life.
One where I’m not constantly diverting my eyes to the screen of a device that fits in the palm of my hand. One where I’m not pressuring myself to find words of greatness before I can pen them onto a page. One where I’m not left searching for connectivity in a blur of online perfectionism. One where I can be content in the everyday moments, instead of in searching for greater and bigger and better.
I've been a Christian for seven years.
I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior at age twenty, having just sat through a Sunday night chapel service my sorority sister invited me to at Pepperdine University. I remember the night perfectly; it was as if the scales fell off my eyes and I could see clearly for the first time – God was actually real.
It’s a misconception that we need to plumb the depths of our own sin to understand the depth of God’s love and grace. It’s a lie. The love of God was present and inherent in man’s relationship with Him before sin entered the world. He established covenant relationships with his people throughout human history to demonstrate his longing for reconciliation.