Last Sunday, we were challenged by our pastor to post a video or written testimony of our salvation story. Here’s mine. By April Beck I was raised in a baptist church with a proud heritage and sense of pride in ourselves... Continue reading →
The club accepted us with no conditions, just freely welcomed us but the problem was– I wanted nothing to do with them. All my life I wanted to fit in and be included but this was not what I... Continue reading →
She stared at me blankly and refused to move. It wasn’t defiance. She was giving me grace, a chance to redeem myself, a chance to remember she is only a child and I had asked her to do a woman-sized... Continue reading →
The mess stared at me from the kitchen floor, cereal soaking in spilled milk, and not a kid in sight. Frustration filled me as I glanced at the clock. This inconvenient mess would make us late. Scared faces peered around... Continue reading →
Yet LORD, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we all are the work of your hands. Isaiah 64:8 (CSB) Last year, I took the kids to watch a... Continue reading →
My mother-in-law laughed unbelievingly as I shared what the message was about. Mary, Martha, and Lazarus. Hope. A story of death and life. We’d been inundated with the same story for the past two months and I felt sure... Continue reading →