Sit still, my daughter.

Sit still, my daughter.

When we are waiting on God, which I think every Christian ought to be all the time, we do not have a time schedule in front of us. We don’t know when or whether God is going to answer a particular prayer or do a particular thing or get us out of a certain situation or change any of the conditions of our lives. And sometimes we think of our lives as being on hold.

I don’t think waiting on God is a merely passive thing. And certainly it doesn’t mean that our lives are on hold.

The Marriage Vows
Marriage

The Marriage Vows

My favorite part of going to a wedding isn’t seeing the bride’s dress or hearing the music or the cake — it’s the look on the groom’s face as his bride walks up the aisle. I still remember the first wedding when that became my favorite part. It was my pastor’s son’s wedding. As his bride drew near up the aisle, his face was mixed with deep love, deep longing, and deep emotion. It was as if his face said, “Here you are, after all these years. You’re mine. And you are so beautiful.”

Is Modesty Immaterial?

When we talk of modesty, I always think of the story Elisabeth Elliot told of the Auca Indians. They wore nothing but a string around their bellies. But to them, the neighboring tribe who was lacking that tiny bit of adornment was walking around stark naked and terribly immodest. That did not mean that Elisabeth…

Waiting for David

by Abbie There’s a certain temptation I’ve been facing lately; the temptation to try to “help” God along. And of course by “help” I mean, “completely wreck everything by trying to take charge of what I don’t understand, specifically: my future”. You probably know what I’m talking about. (At least…I hope you do. Or else…

Blooming

Blooming

by Christine Brown Wherever you are, be all there. Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God. -Jim Elliot Don’t strain your eyes to see the future – for you will not be able to see clearly what God wants you to see now. -Elisabeth Elliot Looks like the…

The End.

The End.