Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read I started reading The Quiet Place to help ring in the New Year. I’ve never read any of Nancy Leigh DeMoss’ other works, but I’m enjoying the tone of this one. Sweet, yet convicting. Truth delivered in a loving way. I pull this book from my nightstand’s shelf just before I turn off the light each…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read What if there’s some things God wants to do with you—only you—so he’s keeping Prince C. off slaying a dragon somewhere for a while longer? –Are You Ready for Prince Charming? I’ve been thinking about this line of mine in the months since I wrote it. I’ve been wondering just what it is God wants…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read “You have such beautiful hair.” I dip my head and laugh softly. “Oh, this is my rainy-day ‘do.” The memory of her wide smile and genuine compliment rang in my ears for the rest of the day. She meant it. I knew she did. But I struggled to believe it because, instead of cascading curls,…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read I’ve never called myself an artist. A writer, yes. In fact, it was just this year that I grew comfortable with introducing myself that way in those ice-breaker moments at the beginning of the first day of class. “Hi, I’m Rachelle, and I’m a writer.” Of course, I’m sure that had something to do with…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read I got lost my first day. I shouldn’t have. A friend had given me the grand tour of the campus. After I received my schedule, my daddy and I mapped out my day, from class to class, building to building. I should have known where I was going. But after I grinned at Mom for…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read I made a startling discovery while washing dishes this evening. And I never would have discovered it had it not been evening. The dancing darkness outside the window pulled me in, inviting me to plunge into nothingness and numbness and the shivery night. My fingers slowed on their sudsy trek through the dishwater and I focused, truly focused, on the window and my view of the outside world.
Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read Usually, I like roses. The sparkling purity of a white rose is lovely. Red roses remind me of sappy sweet romances. I find blue roses interesting. Yellow roses make me smile. And my friends know that peach roses are my favorite flower in all the world.
So when I saw the daisy planted by a neighbor’s mailbox, I almost walked right by it.
But then, I stopped…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read My quiet time that day started out like any other. A quick prayer left my lips for God to bless my heart as I sought Him. I opened the Bible study book I was currently working through. And an eye-opening, heart-rending hour began. Many times, I was tempted to close my Bible, say “Amen,” and…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:9 You want to know something? Confession makes me uncomfortable. Getting honest before God is tough for me. I’m a perfectionist. I like to have everything neat and tidy, all my…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read Perhaps because it is so honest and authentic, Psalm 17:8 has always been one of my favorite verses. “Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings.” Psalm 17:8 (NIV) “Keep me as the apple of Your eye” the psalmist pleads. Can’t you just hear the desperation in…
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