I love being in your house, Lord. I know I can worship you anywhere, and I do. But there is nothing like being in your house with other believers. I love the choirs and instruments. I love the hymns and the prayers. I appreciate the messages that come from your Word, and I love giving gifts, acknowledging you as the ultimate Giver of all.
I love being with other people who care about you as much as I do. “Praise... Read More
Lord, help! Some days I am so overwhelmed and exhausted that I want to give up. I’d run away, but I am too tired. I can’t keep up. I don’t know how much longer I can keep juggling my job, marriage, children, house, bills, and all the other demands put on me.
Many days I feel like a failure in each area of my life. I can’t work on improvement when every day I’m just reacting to the next crisis... Read More
The 5th of May has always been a big deal to people who trace their ancestry to Mexico. Now it’s attracting the notice of Anglos as well, but generally only as an excuse to party with nachos, guacamole, margaritas, and Mexican beer.
Whether or not you choose to go to a party on May 5th, I hope that you will take just a little time to learn something about Hispanic culture. People from the majority culture often notice and remember... Read More
Lord, I know some people who are absolutely miserable. They know they have made some terrible and selfish choices. They feel depressed and guilty all the time. They have found out the sad truth that Satan is lying when he promises happiness and satisfaction.
But I have found the reverse to be true also. When I listen to you, when I adjust my values to you, when I dare to do your will, my life is good! I love that... Read More
Who do I think I am?
I must think I am the supreme commander of the universe. I want everything, and I want it now. It’s good to have a plan and move forward in life. It’s good to dream big and not settle for the status quo. But I hate it when other people expect me to get in line with their agendas. So why do I do that to other people?
You must think I’m pretty ungrateful, Lord.... Read More
You know, Lord, that I try to be responsible and take care of my own business. I don’t want to be a burden on anybody. I try to handle everything, and I mean everything. Maybe I am a little too confident in my ability to tackle every problem.
Maybe that’s why it takes me so long to ask for help. I don’t want to seem like I’m begging. I admit it—I’m proud. But when I needed big help for a... Read More
I hate having to scold my children repeatedly for the same acts of disobedience. Why do they still track mud through the house? Why do they still throw their clothes all over, “forget” to make their beds, and expect the maid to do all their dishes? I get so frustrated when I have to correct them over and over and over.
And then it dawns on me, Lord, that you might be letting me experience how you feel about the... Read More
You know, Lord, I have done enough complaining about the aches and pains of aging. But there are some terrific advantages to getting older.
I am far more patient than I used to be. I enjoy people more and accept them as they are. And I have grown to appreciate regular quiet time with your Word. I used to be too busy—or thought I was too busy—to read my chapter a day. Now it’s the best time of my day.... Read More
It’s me, Lord. Here I am again.
We’ve had this conversation before. When I was single, I was so lonely—remember? I would ask you for a decent man to marry, and I waited a long time. Well, I’m married now—why do I still feel lonely?
I try to tell my husband all my feelings and emotions, but even though he tries to be polite, I can tell he doesn’t really get it and doesn’t see how important these conversations are... Read More
Lord, how can I thank you enough for my children? I know, I know—I complain enough about them and scold them too much, but I am really and truly grateful that you honored us by giving them to our home.
When I was single, I guess I knew in theory that “sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him” (Psalm 127:3). But the reality is far more amazing. The nine months of wonder as a new... Read More