The Fear/Faith Principle
I’ll never forget what my mother did when I was twelve years old. She volunteered me to teach a ladies Sunday school class. She thought it would be fun. She was in the class. It was youth Sunday, but...
View ArticleMy Regular Old Southern Self
“Oh, Julie,” my mother said in a somber tone. “New Englanders are a bit different than we are.” I’d called to tell her I’d be leading a women’s Surrender Retreat at New Colony Baptist Church in...
View ArticleForget the Dog Hair and Pray!
Sunday night, I was scheduled to speak to a group of ladies at Connection Pointe Church of God in Austell, GA. It wasn’t time to go yet. I got fidgety. Full of nervous energy. The afternoon sun fell...
View ArticleThe Fear/Faith Principle
I’ll never forget what my mother did when I was twelve years old. She volunteered me to teach a ladies Sunday school class. She thought it would be fun. She was in the class. It was youth Sunday, but...
View ArticleMy Regular Old Southern Self
“Oh, Julie,” my mother said in a somber tone. “New Englanders are a bit different than we are.” I’d called to tell her I’d be leading a women’s Surrender Retreat at New Colony Baptist Church in...
View ArticleForget the Dog Hair and Pray!
Sunday night, I was scheduled to speak to a group of ladies at Connection Pointe Church of God in Austell, GA. It wasn’t time to go yet. I got fidgety. Full of nervous energy. The afternoon sun fell...
View ArticleA Willing Heart
Confession. For years, I hid in my loft office upstairs and wrote the days away, trying to make my life count. Trying to be somebody. But God’s been messing with my heart lately. Big time. On Saturday,...
View ArticleShe’s That Kind of Friend
Our ladies’ small group meets in Karen’s home on Wednesday nights for food, faith, and friendship. All twenty-five of us are welcomed the same way~~ With a big hug and a smile. One night in early...
View ArticleThe Fear/Faith Principle
I’ll never forget what my mother did when I was twelve years old. She volunteered me to teach a ladies Sunday school class. She thought it would be fun. She was in the class. It was youth Sunday, but...
View ArticleMy Regular Old Southern Self
“Oh, Julie,” my mother said in a somber tone. “New Englanders are a bit different than we are.” I’d called to tell her I’d be leading a women’s Surrender Retreat at New Colony Baptist Church in...
View ArticleForget the Dog Hair and Pray!
Sunday night, I was scheduled to speak to a group of ladies at Connection Pointe Church of God in Austell, GA. It wasn’t time to go yet. I got fidgety. Full of nervous energy. The afternoon sun fell...
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