Tag: obedience

Advent Day 16: The Wall Comes Tumbling Down


Are you facing a wall today? A wall of discouragement, disappointment, or doubt? A hopeless situation where you cannot see you’re way out?


Paul says “we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.” But how do we do that? How do we get our thoughts in line with the Word of God?

Deliberate Obedience

Kids. If there is one thing I would like to tell God is off-limits, it would be “Don’t touch my kids!” Seriously. You can wreck me. You can toss me around in the fire. But Lord. Oh please. Be gracious with my children.

Get Up

Jesus was not afraid to challenge others to get up and walk. Obedience takes action. Let’s go.

Moving On

3 1/2 years ago, our family moved to Austin…however, our hearts did not readily move. I can easily recall the reluctance of our 3 children as if it were yesterday. They wanted to believe that we had heard from God and yet, their sweet…


Not long ago, we were on a family road trip when we came upon an unexpected delay. The road closure did not appear on our google map and therefore, we sat for endless hours in our SUV. Naturally, this resulted in much complaining, whining…

Is Jesus Nice?

We like to believe in fairy tale moments, princess story endings and magical moments. We want to hope that life can be better than this. So when my pastor mentioned in brevity that “we don’t want a church filled with nice people,” I remember…


I’ll be honest—ANYTHING scares me. It is such an all-encompassing; all-consuming, giganteus sounding word. It is a word that forms the foundation for Christianity. Being a Christian means that I will follow Christ…and do ANYTHING He asks of me. It is His call for…


What motivates you? No, I’m seriously asking…What motivates you? What drives you in life and compels you to keep going? What keeps you putting one foot in front of the other day after day? What is it that propels you to do your best?…

I Surrender Some

I grew up going to church and back in the day, we would sing primarily out of hymnals.  I used to love these books!  The hymnal was old and the pages worn, yellowed and torn. As you cracked open the cover, history would unfold…

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