Heart

by Jessie Fioritto   The thought of my suffering and homelessness is bitter beyond words. I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss. Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this: The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. I say to myself, “The Lord is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in him!” LAMENTATIONS 3:19–24 NLT   Heavenly Father, sometimes our hopes are d

by Ava Pennington   It happened again. I found myself in a situation with a person who was difficult to get along with every time we interacted. Each time I entered the situation determined to be more patient, I failed miserably. So I berated myself and determined to try harder the next time. I needed  more patience. I wanted  more patience. But the outcome was a constant cycle of failure.   If the fruit of the Spirit is promised to every Christian, then why do so many believ

by Nancy DeMoss Wolgemuth   Before I was born, my parents dedicated me to the Lord and purposed to teach me (and the six other children...