God is a God of fulfilled promises and He always takes care of the details in those promises. I know this. I trust this. But, just because you know and trust in something, does that mean you are always immediately obedient to that truth? Go back with me over 3,000 years. The Israelites are slaves in... Continue Reading →
Do you think He can see me?
I look outside and see Hope standing on her tippie-toes perched on the highest possible point of her wooden play fort. She is looking straight up and waving her hands like crazy. I begin to worry that if she flaps those little 7 year old hands any harder she just might take flight. After watching... Continue Reading →
Resting in the back of an ambulance
Last week I wrote about needing to stop doing and start listening. The Lord made sure that happened.The stopping part started with a ride in an ambulance.I found myself last Thursday night about 11:00 being put in the back of an ambulance and on my way to the hospital. Numbness and tingling in your left... Continue Reading →
God’s grace flows to open hands
Closed-fisted. This is my general approach to life. I enter each day tightly grasping on to the things I know. The things I love. The things I have. All of these things only allowed to be mine by the grace of a loving God. And even then, never really mine at all. This has been... Continue Reading →
Kim Wideman 