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Eight Billion Unique Purposes

Fri, 17 Apr 2026 01:27:56 GMT

“For we are His workmanship,

created in Christ Jesus for good works,

which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”

(Ephesians 2:10 NKJV)

Ever have one of those life-pausing moments? You know the kind that shows up between a step, a breath, or a wandering thought. You freeze, take a long blink, and bam—it hits you: out of more than eight billion people on this big, round, spinning planet, God gave you a unique and intentional purpose for your life.

It's a mind-boggling, humbling realization. Life isn't just a string of random events—like socks disappearing in the dryer or your WiFi cutting out right before an important Zoom meeting (which honestly feels a little personal, just saying).

My friend, we are not a cosmic accident. We are a divine masterpiece, handcrafted by God and placed right here, right now, on purpose. “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them” (Ephesians 2:10 NKJV).

"Prepared beforehand" … think about that for a moment. That means before your first breath, before you ever took your first step, even before your first questionable life decision (that you may or may not regret), our God already had a purpose for your life.

You didn't stumble into meaning. You were created with it.

Dear friend, we are children of light, meant to shine in a world that often feels blanketed with confusion and noise and bad decisions. Our God doesn't just create us and step back. He shapes us, guides us, and walks with us, weaving purpose (His purpose) into even the smallest moments. You only have to let Him in.

But let's be honest—this journey isn't a perfectly paved highway. It's more like a winding trail with unexpected turns, jagged rocks, and an occasional squirrel skittering out of nowhere like it has a mission of its own.

So, when things don't make sense, when plans fall apart, when doors close, when relationships fail, when life feels as messy and unpredictable as your internet connection—God is still at work.

Every step, every season, every moment is connected to something bigger than we can see or know.

So, trust Him. You are but one life among eight billion other lives, and yet, you are fully known and fully seen by Him. Walk in the unique purpose He's already prepared for you.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for creating me with purpose and intention. Help me to trust You, even when life feels uncertain or unclear. Open my eyes to the ways You are working in and through me each day. Give me the courage to walk in the path You’ve prepared for me, and the faith to follow where You lead. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What gifts, passions, or opportunities might God be using right now to reveal part of your unique purpose?

When life feels uncertain or off-course, do you tend to trust God’s plan—or try to take control? What would it look like to surrender that area to Him?

~~We are created with purpose … use His wisdom wisely.~~LM

Resurrection Reality

Mon, 06 Apr 2026 00:28:09 GMT

“He is not here, for he has risen, just as he said.

Come, see the place where he lay.”

Matthew 28:6 KJV

As the first rays of dawn pierce through the night’s veil, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary (Matthew 28:1 KJV) make their way to Jesus’ tomb. The air is thick with dew and sorrow, and their hearts are heavy with grief. They carry the silent echoes of a lost love. Each step is slow, as if their souls are afraid of what they may or may not find.

As they approach the tomb, Heaven shakes the earth and the ground trembles beneath their feet. A radiant angel descends, bright as lightning, clad in a robe as pure as freshly fallen snow. He rolls away the stone—not with effort, but with authority—and sits atop it, as though to say: The door to eternity now stands open and death lies dethroned.

The women freeze in a storm of confusion and awe. Grief still clings, but something new flickers. As they peer inside the tomb—eyes wide, breath held—a spark of wonder ignites.

The tomb. Empty.

Desperation grips their gaze as the angel speaks words that turn the world upside down: “He is not here, for he has risen, just as he said. Come, see the place where he lay” (Matthew 28:6 KJV). The stone slab on which Jesus laid, now a vacant space where eternity broke through time.

The unthinkable made real! Death—rewritten by Love. Resurrection doesn’t just challenge faith. It invites us into a divine mystery—where God’s promises soar beyond all human doubt. You see, in a world obsessed with proof and logic, Matthew 28:6 is where the tangible embraces the Divine, where darkness bows before the light, where faith trusts a God who doesn’t just break rules—He breaks graves.

This Easter as we kneel at the cross, weep at the tomb, and rise with the resurrection, let’s thank the two Marys. Despite their heartbreak, they showed up when all seemed lost. They found our Savior didn't just destroy death—He conquered it. Through His victory, we find redemption, rebirth, restoration. We find life without expiration.

We find resurrection reality.

Beloved, Jesus is alive. He is risen indeed.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for the gift of eternal life, for the empty tomb, and for the hope resurrection brings. In moments of doubt or fear, remind me love conquers death and mercy owns the final word. Lord, shape my heart to reflect Jesus' peace, grace, and joy. Teach me to share Jesus' love in all I do and to carry Your light throughout this broken world. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Twelve Tons of Grand Theft Chocolate

Tue, 31 Mar 2026 23:46:32 GMT

Somewhere between Italy and Poland, a thief looked at twelve tons of KitKat bars—yes, 413,793 crispy, chocolate-coated sticks of joy—and thought, “This … this is my moment.” Not a jewel heist, not a bank job, but a full-blown cocoa caper. Like a squirrel hoarding loads of acorns before winter, this person didn’t just take a few bars—they took enough chocolate to make Willy Wonka raise an eyebrow.

And then, as if the story needed more flair, the stolen KitKats were molded into race cars. Race cars. Because apparently, when you commit confectionery crime at this scale, you don’t just steal the normal. You innovate. I mean, can't you imagine the thief standing there, arms crossed, gazing at their fleet of chocolate Ferraris, thinking, “Yes … this is what greatness looks like.”

Crazy, right?

You bet.

So, let’s talk logistics. Where do you even store 12 tons of chocolate? Your average kitchen pantry would lock its doors immediately. This operation would need a warehouse colder than a penguin’s pajamas, because one warm afternoon and suddenly your getaway cars turn into a sticky, melted parking lot. And heaven help anyone who forgets to regulate the temperature—nothing says “criminal mastermind” like slipping on a puddle of chocolatey crunchy goodness and regret.

Then, there’s the money situation. No doubt the reason the product was stolen in the first place. If you sell each bar at two bucks—practically a bargain in today’s economy—then you’re staring at well over $800,000. That’s a lot of cash … and a lot of explaining when someone asks why your garage (or should I say semi-truck) smells like a candy aisle exploded.

Now … should I even mention Easter? It’s about to hop into full view in less than a week. I mean, come on—somewhere out there, the Easter Bunny is pacing with an empty basket, wondering who made off with all the KitKat race cars. No pit stops, no chocolate checkered flags. Mr. Bunny is left to face a full-blown chocolate tragedy of teary-eyed children digging through their baskets only to find everything except the one thing they really wanted: a fun little KitKat race car.

In the end, this wasn't just a heist. Nuh-uh ... it’s the sort of sticky misadventure that might end with the thieves sprouting orange tans, green hair, and a sudden urge to break into an Oompa-Loompa cautionary song about what happens when chocolate and bad decisions collide.

Blessings ... and Happy Easter,

Linda

~~Somewhere out there, the Easter Bunny and the Oompa-Loompas are trying to figure out how things went so deliciously wrong.~~LM

Confessions of a Slow Writer

Mon, 09 Mar 2026 15:48:46 GMT

I admit: I am a slow writer. I may also procrastinate. Gulp.

I’m not the poetic stare‑out‑the‑window‑while‑inspiration‑floats‑by slow. I’m more like my striped Nerite snail, happily-grazing-on-algae slow. You know the pace. Inch forward. Pause. Inspect the scenery. Inch forward again.

I’m fairly certain my real problem is editing while writing. My brain is an overzealous editor wearing bifocals, clutching the red pen like a sword. Every sentence must pass inspection before the next one is allowed to exist. It’s exhausting.

Meanwhile, some writers casually produce a devotion or blog everyday like they’re flipping pancakes on a Saturday morning. I, on the other hand, sit surrounded by my collection of pens. Because clearly the solution to slow writing is buying every kind of pen on the planet to unlock my writing genius. (If only that worked, right?)

And then there’s the coffee. Writing without coffee is like trying to start a lawn mower with a strand of spaghetti. Might happen in a glowing green galaxy where spaghetti has horsepower. But here on earth? Not a chance.

The good news? I’ve learned to never draft and edit at the same time. That’s a no‑no. It’s also a stubborn habit to break. Drafting is messy. Editing is tidy. Mixing them together is like mopping the hardwood floor while the dog is still rolling in the mud.

And here's the thing: I never used to be that way. Drafting and editing slowly sprouted one day and it became an mountainous battle. I started rereading paragraphs, studying sentences, agonizing over finding the perfect word. Seriously, the thesaurus became my best friend.

So, here’s my tried‑and‑true plan:

First: music.

Second: write the ugly draft. No polishing. No word wrestling. Just forward motion.

Third: fix it later—but don’t procrastinate.

Big breath.

Think of writing as a sea turtle gliding through warm ocean water. No hurry. No panic. Just steady movement in the right direction. Turns out slow isn’t always a problem. Sometimes it simply means you’re taking the scenic route … and that’s okay. Never rush. Just put one word in front of the other.

Blessings,

Linda

~~Writing well isn’t about speed—it’s about moving forward at your own pace.~~ LM

Collapsing Clay, Weary Tears, and the Potter's Hand

Fri, 06 Mar 2026 19:14:57 GMT

“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”

(Psalm 34:18 NIV)

Have you ever had one of those days, months (whole year!) when the pain in your heart feels like a clay pot collapsing on a potter’s wheel? One minute everything's holding its shape, and the next—splat—it caves in on itself. Emotional turmoil runs rampant in our world, and sometimes it feels like our hearts are the favorite target.

Hurt, tears, and sadness have a knack for sneaking in through unguarded openings: a door slammed by someone you trusted, a diagnosis that dropped like a plate full of spaghetti, a dream that withers on the vine, a catty friend whose sharp words land like darts in the heart.

I don’t know who out there is hurting, and I don't know if this devotional will help. But I do know this: God laid it on my heart to write these words for someone today.

And here’s the cosmic plot twist: our Potter never steps away from the wheel. Ever. While the clay spins and wobbles and threatens to collapse, God's hands remain steady as He gently wipes away the weary tears. He understands your whys, your worries, and those lingering questions that circle your mind at 2 a.m. Your pain rests in the Potter’s hands like an unfinished vessel waiting to be shaped with grace and mercy.

When you think no one notices the raw, bone-deep ache lodged in your chest, don’t believe that lie. Jesus feels your heartache. He hears those moans and groans masquerading as prayers. Even when you feel misshapen, brittle, or stuck spinning on the Potter’s wheel, remember this: His hands never abandon the work He is doing in your life. Never. “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18 NIV).

Dear one, the same God who “counts the number of stars” (Psalm 147:4 NKJV) also counts your tears. You're never forgotten, unseen, or alone. Our Potter does not discard His collapsed clay. He gathers it, presses it, reshapes it, and sets it spinning again. Then ... He lovingly forms you into something stronger, deeper, and more beautiful than before.

Heavenly Father,

When my heart feels like collapsed clay on Your wheel catch my tears, calm my heart, and shape my struggles into something meaningful. Even in the wobble, help me trust Your steady touch, and remind me You’re not finished with me yet.

In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Where in your life does it feel like the spaghetti just hit the floor and the clay collapsed on the wheel?
How might God be reshaping something in your life that currently feels like a messy lump of clay?

~~Jesus' hands never abandon the work He is doing in your life. Never.~~LM

Holy Doesn't Wait

Wed, 11 Feb 2026 16:29:47 GMT

"Create in me a clean heart, O God,

and renew a right spirit within me.”

Psalm 51:10 KJV

If anyone would’ve told me I’d write a devotional one day inspired by Kid Rock, I would’ve laughed—probably loudly and without shame. Yet here it is, camped out in my head, looping like a song you can’t turn off.

I remember some of his songs. They weren’t my favorite—I was never the rapper or heavy-metal type. Still, he carried a persona that was impossible to ignore: loud, cocky, unapologetic. He wore confidence like a sleeveless T-shirt and dared anyone to comment on it. That was part of his history.

And if we’re honest, we all have a history. Back in the day, we talked big, listened small, and treated humility like an accessory we’d eventually outgrow. None of us wore the meek-and-mild sandals very well—only Jesus. He never needed a transformation-alignment. Our Jesus is perfect and sets the standard with a simple invitation: “Follow me.”

As we age, though, something shifts. We become … well, we become humble. You see, life sandpapers the rough edges, and we look for answers. We take stock of the life we’ve built and begin longing for something better—for our children, our aging parents, and the world we all share.

During a performance on Turning Point USA’s “All-American Halftime Show,” Kid Rock—Robert Ritchie—allowed us to witness his heart shift. He explained he awoke one Sunday morning with 'Til You Can't stuck in his head and “something or someone spoke to me,” inspiring him to write a verse to the song … and this is what Robert Ritchie wrote: “There’s a book that's sitting in your house somewhere that could use some dusting off/ There’s a man that died for all our sins/ hanging from the cross/ You can give your life to Jesus/ and he’ll give you a second chance/ ’til you can’t, ’til you can’t.”

Those lines written by Robert Ritchie made my eyes leak and my heart cry. They carry the unmistakable marks of transformation. Each word carries a holy weight: redemption, repentance, urgency, salvation. Dear one, Holy doesn’t wait. He saves.

When transformation triumphs, we stop chasing freedom and start longing for forgiveness. We crave unity instead of division, purpose instead of noise. It’s like finally coming home after wandering too long in the dark. You see, we don’t just want love—we want unconditional love. We want to intimately know our God, to feel Jesus in our hearts.

Scripture says it best: “Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me” (Psalm 51:10 KJV). That’s the turning point. That’s when pride loosens its grip, grace steps in, and God rewrites the lyrics of a soul reborn in Christ.

Father God,
Thank You for being a merciful Savior who looks beyond our history and sees our future in You. When pride loosens and grace steps in, transform our hearts and teach us to walk humbly in Your love ... rewrite our story for Your kingdom. In Jesus' name. Amen

Spiritual Sparks

As Robert Ritchie (Kid Rock) shared his turning point, where might God be quietly inviting you to share your own?
What “dusty book” in your life needs opening so God can begin rewriting your story?

❤️ Holy doesn’t wait. He saves. ~~LM ❤️

Avocado: Wonderfully Delicious

Fri, 06 Feb 2026 20:39:55 GMT

Let’s talk about avocado toast—a breakfast superstar that’s taken over kitchens everywhere. This pear-shaped, alligator-skinned fruit is filled with a creamy-green goodness. It's packed with healthy fats (is that really a thing, tho?), vitamins, and enough potassium to make a banana blush. Inside rests a smooth, shiny pit about the size of a ping-pong ball ... and so stubborn that popping it out can turn into an Olympic event.

I used to shun this fruit with a crinkled nose and squinty eyes. My morning coffee was enough. Until the avocado arrived one day on a slice of toast crowned with a sweep of lime green. Just looking at its freshness made my brain hum with a happy, leafy energy—traits my coffee and I could only dream of sharing. So, I took a bite, sipped my coffee, and since that day, the two have shown up each morning like a parade of champions.

Now, I keep this bumpy and lumpy fruit ready for duty. I cut it open, pull the pit (bonus points if the pit pops out in one smooth move), and smoosh the lime green fun with a fork. I then spoon soft green clouds onto a plate, cover with cellophane, and place in the freezer. Voilà. Each scoop waits like a treasure for its morning thaw.

Seriously, this buttery goodness paired with coffee is an unbeatable duo. It's healthy and offers comfort no breakfast-of-champion cereal can match. So, tomorrow when you crave something bright and satisfying, reach for an avocado—your taste buds and your morning will thank you.

Blessings,

Linda

"Do you like your toast with green?

The brightest breakfast ever seen!

Spread on toast, it's so nutritious.

Avocado: wonderfully delicious!"

Sorry, my Dr. Seuss' muse kicked in. ��LM

Bucketful of Whys

Tue, 03 Feb 2026 12:08:46 GMT

"For My thoughts are not your thoughts,

nor are your ways My ways," says the Lord.

"Isaiah 55:8 NKJV

Anyone who has a heart for God or learning about Him will eventually become bombarded with a bucketful of "whys." They show up uninvited, like weeds creeping into a well-tended garden, tangling themselves through our thoughts. As we travel across our rose-covered roads, we will no doubt pick up a thorn or two. Each thorn has its own reason to jab and prick at our everyday situations.

Trust me, I've stepped on plenty of those thorns. Sometimes life hands you a rose, but forgets to mention it comes from a complimentary thorn bush. When we're poked by our "whys," questions percolate, and we blame the obvious, the not-so-obvious, or whatever is nearby.

We try to make sense of it all. We grasp for answers. Nothing. Then our imaginations throw a little pity party while we search for the reason behind the confusion of the "why." God helps us understand with this verse: " For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways, says the Lord" (Isaiah 55:8 NKJV).

But here's the thing—whether we're feeling like a leaky canoe in a sea of "whys", we are still God's vessels. We are undeniably NOT of this world (even if some days we feel like we belong at the bottom of a lost-and-found bin). You see, life's trials, big or small, are inevitable ... and your "whys"? Well, you're allowed to ask them. So, go ahead, lift your hands, bow your head to the Lord, and ask away.

Dear friend, when life hits you hard, God's strength is critical for those desperate times. You see, God hears, God cares, and He's never stumped by questions that trip us up. Always remember, even if the road is thorny, He's already walked it barefoot … and He promises to walk it with us, every prickly step of the way.

Heavenly Father,

When our hearts overflow with questions, help us trust You more than our understanding. When the road feels thorny, remind us that You walk beside us. Give us peace when answers feel far away, and strength to keep moving forward with You. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. What “why” has been tangling your thoughts lately, and how have you been carrying it?

2. Where might God be inviting you to trust His higher ways instead of demanding clear answers?

"God is never stumped by questions that trip us up."~~LM

Fern Turned Snowmageddon

Sat, 31 Jan 2026 19:31:40 GMT

The snowstorm of 2026 arrived last week with the name, Fern … like it was a sweet little old lady stopping by with a casserole. Then it kicked in the door, rearranged the furniture, and demanded to be called Snowmageddon. Fern sounds delicate, leafy, polite. Snowmageddon sounds like a monster movie. What we got was both: a blizzard wearing a lace collar and steel-toed boots.

The snow fell fast and thick, piling up like an unchecked to-do list. It swallowed cars, sidewalks, and driveways within minutes, like a memory covering everything at once. The world went quiet in that special way only snow can manage—hushed and heavy, as if someone had wrapped the neighborhood in a giant white comforter and said, “Sit by the fireplace, have a mug of cocoa, and take a nap.”

I’ll be the first to admit: I’m not a sled-riding person anymore, even though I still have my antique Speedway sled with its rope-steering wooden body and cold steel runners. These days, I admire winter from the window, coffee in hand, like a tourist who forgot their boots.

But growing up? That was a completely different story. Winter wasn’t something to endure; it was something to strap onto and race. We had a snowmobile that roared through the frozen fields and the strip mine behind our house. We were loud and wild and unstoppable. At some point, we also had the bright idea to rip the roof off a Volkswagen Bug and pull it behind the snowmobile—no helmet, no rules, no sense. You held on and hoped for the best. Ice skating was always on the agenda too—after school, before homework, under gray skies that smelled like snow. We skated until our toes went numb and our cheeks burned, skating backwards like the Olympic gold medalist Dorothy Hamil and feeling completely invincible. Oh, and if you see my husband, ask him if he'll ever be the last to join crack the whip.

Fern/Snowmageddon didn’t send me flying downhill or lacing up my skates, but it did send me back—back to that sharp, happy cold and the reckless joy of winter. Snowstorms are time machines. You just have to look out the window and let them take you there.

Blessings,

Linda

“Some snowstorms fall like blankets. This one hit like a memory.” ~~ LM

Seek and Find

Tue, 20 Jan 2026 23:03:55 GMT

“For the Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.”
Luke 19:10 KJV

The average person misplaces something up to nine times a day. That means at any given moment one of us is wandering through the house, muttering like a detective in fuzzy slippers, desperately opening and closing closets, looking in cupboards, even checking behind the couch cushions. And let’s be honest, at least once or twice a day, the item is not just “misplaced.” Nope. It’s a full-blown code red, alert-the-neighbors situation.

Could this endless game of losing and finding be hinting at something more substantial than humor alone? Jesus once shared a parable about a … “... woman who [had] ten silver coins, if she loses one coin, does she light a lamp, sweep the house, and search carefully until she finds it? And when she [finds] it, she calls her friends and neighbors together, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found the piece which I lost’!” (Luke 15:8-9 NKJV)

It’s amazing how emotional we become while looking for a lost item. I lost my diamond ring once. I remember fiddling with it while talking to a friend in the parking lot at the public library. But I didn’t realize it had slipped off my finger until the next morning ... at 5:58! In wild-eyed haste, I called my dear friend, who jumped in her car, rushed to the library in pajamas and fuzzy slippers. There in the still of the morning she found my ring right where I had parked. Bless her heart, bless her eagle eyes, and bless our Creator for answering our prayer by leading her straight to that ring.

That ... that was an amazing jump-up-and-down-praise-the-Lord kind of emotional moment. Since then, I’ve gained thirty pounds. Though I’m not proud to point that out, I can assure you my ring won’t be slipping off my finger anytime soon. It's a very snug fit now.

So, you see, sometimes what’s ‘lost’ isn’t gone forever. But perhaps every misplaced item should be thought of as an invitation to remember this truth: God is always searching our heart. He is always seeking and finding the lost. “For the Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which was lost” (Luke 19:10, KJV).

Jesus cares about the lost—especially when it comes to their hearts. While we search the rooms of our homes—opening closets, peeking under cushions—Jesus searches our hearts. He faithfully watches, gently guides, and keeps us close so we’re never lost, never forgotten, and never misplaced.

Heavenly Father,

When I lose my way, You never lose sight of me or my heart. You search with love, not judgment, and draw me close again. Help me rest in being found in You. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Have you ever lost something and felt God intervene with a helping hand?
Have you ever lost your way in life and felt the hand of God's guiding you home?

❤️ Sometimes what’s ‘lost’ isn’t gone forever. ~~LM ❤️

Misplaced: A Daily Adventure

Fri, 16 Jan 2026 22:46:58 GMT

Did you know the average person misplaces something up to nine times a day? That means, statistically speaking, at any given moment one of us is wandering the house, muttering to ourselves, and patting down pockets with the desperation of someone searching for a golden ticket. And let's be honest: at least once or twice a day, it's not just “misplaced”—it's a full-blown, code red, send-out-a-search-party situation. Especially when it's your phone, keys, or that elusive charging cable you swear was just on the table.

Some days, my house feels like a black hole for personal possessions. Reading glasses vanish like a magician's prop, shoes migrate under the couch or recliner, and the remote—oh, don't get me started on the remote. My husband and I have our own. Why? Apparently, we don't play nice with one remote.

When a lost item finally turns up, it's always in a place that defies logic; like my phone, recently discovered chilling behind the milk in the fridge. (At least it wasn't the freezer—my screen may need a new cover, but it doesn't deserve frostbite.)

There's a special kind of madness that happens when you're in the frantic throes of searching for something important, only to forget what you're looking for mid-hunt. How is it possible to lose both an object and the memory of that object at the same time? I mean, here you are rooting through drawers like a raccoon in a trash can. Your heart pounding. Your mind blank. It's ludicrous, like stress wrapped in a riddle.

Maybe all this losing and finding is life's way of reminding us to slow down, laugh at ourselves, and appreciate the little victories—like outsmarting our own forgetfulness, if only for a moment.

Blessings,

Linda

“I don’t lose things—I just put them somewhere so safe even I can’t find them.” ~~ LM

Jelly Beans with Antennas

Fri, 09 Jan 2026 17:03:31 GMT

First off, a huge thank you to everyone who’s emailed me since launching this new blog yesterday! Your enthusiasm—and your curious questions—have truly made my day. So many of you have asked, “What exactly are neocaridina shrimp?”

Well, let me introduce you to these colorful little characters swimming circles in my world. They are a pint-size parade of color swishing through my aquarium like confetti on parade day. These little crustaceans come in an artist’s palette of hues: firetruck red, tangerine orange, lemon yellow, electric blue, ghostly white and all colors in between. When they gather, it’s like watching a living bag of jellybeans with antennas.

Neocaridina shrimp are the janitors of the aquatic world, forever on the move, darting and skittering across the gravel in search of their next meal. Their taste in cuisine? Let’s call it “opportunistically adventurous.” These scavengers gobble up algae with the enthusiasm of kids at an all-you-can-eat candy buffet, but don’t let their cuteness fool you—they’ll munch on anything, including their own kin if the opportunity arises. It’s a shrimp-eat-shrimp world in there.

Their favorite hangouts are soft patches of aquatic moss and nooks of Indian Almond leaves, where they can snack, molt, and gossip about the otocinclus that hides near the sponge filter.

I like to spoil these tiny tank-dwellers occasionally with bloodworms and brine shrimp—a five-star treat that may or may not cause a ruckus inside the glass feeding bowl.

Right now, I have a sky-blue mama shrimp sporting a a clutch of eggs like a pocketful of inky-dinky yellow marbles. Soon, the tank will be sprinkled with baby shrimp, each one no bigger than a comma.

So, if you’re searching for a bit of quirkiness and a splash of color in your home, neocaridina shrimp are the aquatic equivalent of confetti—cheerful, surprising, and always ready to clean up after the party.

Blessings and have a wonderful day...LM

Between Coffee Sips

Thu, 08 Jan 2026 13:53:05 GMT

Welcome to Between Coffee Sips , where my caffeine-charged musings bubble up alongside the tiny drama happening in my aquariums. Here, thoughts percolate like a fresh pot of java, while my colorful neocaridina shrimp glide through their tank, a little otocinclus eats algae, and a Betta fish gives me the side-eye every time I pause to write. Don’t worry, the territorial Betta Boy lives by himself and rules his own underwater realm.

Think of this blog as your favorite chipped mug: warm, a little quirky, and full of surprises. You’ll find a dash of everything here. Some days, it might be old poems rescued from the depths of my ancient notebooks (no judgment, please … yes, I keep everything, just ask my husband). Other days, you’ll get a peek at what I’m working on, a story in progress, a gloriously unfiltered diary entry about the state of my desk, the whereabouts of my slippers, or the existential thoughts inspired by my aquatic roommates.

Expect reflections on the ordinary—avocado toast, dragonflies (whimsical little buggers), or an uncooperative houseplant that's causing a friend anxiety. There will be moments of inspiration, a pinch of nostalgia, plenty of honesty, and always, always a cup of something warm nearby. In this small space I’ll share thoughts and ideas, one cup (and maybe one tank-cleaning) at a time.

So, pour yourself some coffee, settle in, and let’s see where Between Coffee Sips (and aquatic adventures) take us. If you spot some runaway slippers or a bold orange shrimp, send word—they’re probably planning the next coffee run.

The Thank You That Won't Be Silenced

Wed, 07 Jan 2026 16:40:26 GMT

Praise ye the Lord.

Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.

Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness.

Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.
Psalm 150:1-2, 6

Praising God is the “thank you” that refuses to be silenced. You can praise God anywhere: at a red light, in the grocery aisle, while cooking dinner, even while cleaning out the garage (bonus points if you find something you lost last year). There’s no limit on where, when, or how long you can praise God. Seriously, the sky’s the limit. (No pun intended ��)

When we praise God, we see who we truly are. We understand our purpose in life, especially when we feel His love cuddle into our soul. As we praise and worship God, it draws us close to His heart and helps us develop a healthy self-image. Praise establishes our faith and strengthens our walk with the Lord.

The more we praise, the more our eyes shift from our wish list toward God’s presence, His power, and His love. It’s as if we’re adjusting binoculars to see the glory of Heaven instead of the weeds. The moment we speak an “amen” or a “hallelujah,” gratitude rises like a deep breath we didn’t realize we were holding, filling our hearts with thanks and knowing He is active and present in our lives.

Jesus is the way, the truth, and the light, and for those who believe, we are the light of this world. Dear friend, “Praise Him for His mighty acts…” Praise Him for who He is. Praise Him for every breath you breathe. But most of all, “Let everything that has breath praise the Lord…” and offer Him the thank you that refuses to be silenced.

Heavenly Father,
Thank you for Your mighty acts, for listening to me when words do not come easy. Lord, as I praise you, remind me who You are and who I am in You. Shift my focus from my desires to Your presence, and anchor my heart in truth, love, and joyful obedience. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks Challenge

List three things you’re thankful for today. Then turn each one into a short prayer of praise, focusing on who God is rather than what He has given. Let go of your thoughts and write freely.

" Praising God is the “thank you” that refuses to be silenced." ~~LM

Year's End

Wed, 31 Dec 2025 02:47:12 GMT

"Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended, but one thing I do,

forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead.

I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus
Philippians 3:13-14 NKJV

As the year’s end flutters into view, we stand on the edge of midnight, hearts poised between what has been and what is coming. In Times Square, they say nearly 3,000 pounds of confetti will rain down as the clock ticks its final seconds—a joyful mess marking a fresh beginning. It’s tempting to cling to regrets from the year behind us, but let’s not allow past mistakes and trials to become the glitter we can never quite vacuum up. Instead, let’s sweep up the crumbs of old grudges, toss them out, and thank God for all He’s brought us through—trials that taught us mercy, grudges transformed by grace.

God’s faithfulness has been the sturdy umbrella during surprise downpours. He’s the duct tape holding our dreams together when life came unglued. Each hard lesson we stumbled through was a stepping stone, not a stumbling block—or maybe a banana peel that taught us not to sprint through life’s grocery aisle. Things happen at Walmart … just saying.

Dear Friend, this is the season to let go of the sharp words thrown our way, of the people who acted like human porcupines, and of the burdens we were never meant to carry into the New Year. Gratitude is our luggage now—light and full of praise for what God has done and for what he will do.

So, as we leap into the new year (I’m using a fresh Snoopy calendar, but you do you), I pray the trials of last year are not anchors. I’m praying they become little trampolines, launching us toward joy, purpose, and a greater love. The apostle Paul never settled for the past. No, in fact Paul says: “ … but one thing I do forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead. I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus "(Philippians 3:13-14 NKJV). Such wise words.

Let’s thank God for every lesson, every laugh, every bump, and every blessing. When the confetti settles and the noise fades, we’re reminded that God is still faithful and steady through every season. The best is yet to come, so let’s praise Him for who He is, who He’s been, and trust Him with everything this new year brings.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for Your faithfulness through every twist and tumble of this past year. Help us release regrets and burdens, and fill our hearts with hope as we step into the new year. May Your love be our guide, Your joy our strength, and our lives a chorus of praise for all You have done. In Jesus' Name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What are you most grateful for from this past year, and how did you see God’s faithfulness through it?
As you step into the new year, what is one burden or regret you want to leave behind?

"Thank God for all He’s brought us through—trials that taught us mercy, grudges transformed by grace."~~LM

�� God bless, Happy New Year, and thank you for visiting my little corner of the world. ��

Joy in a Manger

Tue, 16 Dec 2025 00:10:02 GMT

Photo by Rosie Kerr on Unsplash

"But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you

good news of great joy that will be for all the people. ”

Luke 2:10 NKJV

Joy in the third week of Advent often tiptoes in wearing fuzzy socks, the air sweet with the smell of sugar cookies, and grandkids giggling their way through the house like caffeinated elves. This is the week your majestic tree twinkles to perfection, as if waiting to audition for a role in the Star of Bethlehem.

At some point during the days before Christmas, the family settles onto the floor and couch—a tangle of knees, blankets, pillows, and a myriad of snacks that defy calories. Cookies partner a plate with fudge, trail bologna finds its soulmate in cheese, and coffee collaborates with pie. The infamous Grinch flashes across the TV screen, and a quotes of Cindy Lou Who echo throughout the room. As the movie advances, “You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch” is belted out with the gusto of voices who have sung it every year since, well, since forever. And still, it never gets old.

Have you noticed how Christmas joy slips quietly into the middle of everything? This slightly chaotic happiness enlarges like the Grinch’s heart until it spills over with laughter, crumbs, and lots of fun-loving giddiness. You see, Jesus holds firm right there through it all. He’s there during the laughter, imperfections, and struggles— never asking for silence or polish. Jesus simply wants us to notice the holiness hiding in plain sight … to see and know He is our “good news of great joy that will be for all the people” (Luke 2:10 NKJV).

Even though joy arrives in fuzzy socks, twinkling trees, or laughter echoing through every corner of the house, the true joy of Christmas is found in a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger—Jesus, our Savior. He was born to bring the world light, love, and lasting joy to all.

Heavenly Father,
Open my eyes, Lord, to the joy hidden in laughter, crumbs, and chaos. I pray that I always notice and feel the holiness of Your presence. May the gift of Jesus—our eternal hope and joy—grow in the hearts of all the people. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Where have you noticed moments of joy in the midst of this chaotic season?

2. How can you invite Jesus (the true joy of Christmas!) into your holiday routines?

�� "Christmas joy simply wants us to notice the holy hiding in plain sight." ~~LM ��

Peace in the Chaos

Thu, 11 Dec 2025 18:48:23 GMT

Image by Aaron Morgan

"Glory to God in the highest,

and on earth peace, good will toward men."

Luke 2:14 KJV

The second week of Advent spotlights peace. We all want peace this time of year. The kind that warms the heart with the first sip of morning coffee or when watching the sun stretch its radiant fingers across the landscape of a snowy field, and who doesn't want the contentment of curling up by the fireplace with a book you’ve been meaning to read for months.

But ... before any of that can happen, we must setup the pre-lit Christmas tree. Tis the season, right? Right. Until you plug it in and only the top half glows like the Star of Bethlehem. The bottom half? Well, it looks like it gave up on life sometime in July.

Henceforth, the pilgrimage to the store begins. The problem? You can't buy just any lights. You need the exact shade of warm-white LEDs that match the preexisting factory-wired lights from 2017. May the odds be ever in your holiday favor.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

As you Grinch your way to the shopping center, the drive feels like a traffic jam on ice—no carols, no cheer, and apparently the person in front of you missed the memo that merging is a shared activity. By the time the two-hour light-buying fiasco winds to a close, your husband chimes in with: “We can either buy a new tree or use the colored lights hibernating in the attic for the "irritating tree" we have standing in the living room.” Yes, the man used finger-quotes.

B reathe in. Breathe out.

So, somewhere between the slushy parking lots and people forgetting how turn signals work, our flocked (non-working pre-lit) Christmas tree twinkles and glows with colored lights. Now, onto setting up the beautiful inherited nativity scene. As I place baby Jesus in His manger, I'm reminded of the angels' words: "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men" (Luke 2:14 NKJV).

"...and on earth peace..." Jesus' birth was anything but peace. He was born into a world far more chaotic than any kind of Christmas tree or lighting disaster could ever create. My goodness, His peace didn’t hinge on colored lights in an attic. Bethlehem wasn’t neat or cozy as Joseph and Mary arrived. There was no room in the inn, no sterile area to birth a baby, and should I even mention the "lowing" of animals nearby.

Our Prince of Peace entered the world inside a stable thick with smelly hay and was gently laid into a feeding trough, something we refer to (in a loving manner) as a manger. Nothing about that night was peaceful or perfect, yet the Heavenly Father slipped His loving peace right into the middle of the holy mess.

You see, the same God who pierced the night sky with the Star of Bethlehem, the same God who brought order into the Christmas eve chaos back then, is the same God who breathes peace into our daily life now.

So, take a sip of coffee or hot cocoa, eat a marshmallow, let yourself laugh, let yourself sing praises, and if the tree doesn't light, who cares. Remember, peace isn't always found in the absence of chaos. It's found in the beautiful presence of knowing and believing in Jesus Christ.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for breathing peace into my daily life. Thank You for sending Jesus (the perfect, beautiful tiny bundle of flesh wrapped in swaddling clothes) into this imperfect and corrupt world. Praise to our Prince of Peace, the Savior of the world. In Jesus' Name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What chaos are you trying to “fix,” instead of allowing the Holy Spirit to calm your heart?

" Peace isn't always found in the absence of chaos. It's found in the presence of Christ." ~~LM

Hope in a Stable

Wed, 03 Dec 2025 16:43:54 GMT

"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him,

so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”

Romans 15:13 NKJV

The first week of the Christmas Advent is here. At times the holiday season can feel like a winter wonderland filled with hope and colorful lights. Then, there are times it feels like a fragile-glass ornament hung on a weak branch—one wrong move and crack, there goes the festive sparkle. Yet, Scripture insists that hope in Christ is anything but fragile. It’s sturdier than the ancient plastic nativity set your grandmother refuses to throw away. You know the one with the sheep, where the light bulb continues to flicker, no matter how many times you replace it.

Advent reminds us that hope is not wishful thinking, nor is it the December optimism that this might finally be the year your Christmas lights don’t turn into a tangled testimony of human failure. Our hope, in the Christian sense, is the steady, soul-anchoring assurance that God keeps His promises.

Think of the people of Israel who waited centuries for a Messiah, who longed for light while living in darkness. You see, their hope wasn’t based on circumstances but on our God ... “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit” (Romans 15:13 NKJV). Their hope (our hope!) came swaddled in human skin with the tiniest, universe-shaking cry from a manger in the quiet of the night in a stable that probably smelled suspiciously un-Christmassy.

Dear one, I pray we can learn to wait with the same holy expectancy as the Israelites. When our weary eyes scan our life's messy schedules, mismatched ornaments, and prayers that feel like they’ve camped out a little too long on God’s “pending” list, we can still rest in the truth our Hope is still hard at work. You see, the story isn’t over.

Hope is coming.

So, as you hang the stockings, whip up a hot cocoa, even attempt gingerbread architecture, remember: Hope has a name. Our beloved Hope is Jesus. He's the glow that warms your days. He is the star that guides your nights. Jesus Christ is the forever light that fills your heart with hope.

Heavenly Father,

Thank you for always lighting my way, for sending that tiny bundle of human flesh to earth and giving us hope in a dark-filled world. Lord Jesus, you are the light and hope in every season of life. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Where is one place you can see Hope in the everyday Christmas chaos?
Where in your life can you pause, breathe, and listen to the world’s Hope born in a stable?

�� "Our Hope is the steady, soul-anchoring assurance that God keeps His promises."~~LM ��

The Unseen Guest

Wed, 26 Nov 2025 23:49:48 GMT

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“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; His love endures forever."

Psalm 107:1 NIV

Thanksgiving. The day when the kitchen becomes a Bedlam Bonanza, the turkey somehow takes center stage like a celebrity in a featherless tuxedo, and everyone’s stomach growls like an impatient lion waiting to feast. Yet somehow, in the midst of our food-covered counters and the sweet smell of pumpkin pie, there’s love happening.

It’s the kind of love that turns a spilled bowl of pickled eggs into a story you’ll laugh about for years. A love that transforms your lumpy gravy into a metaphor for life (not everything has to be perfect to be wonderful, right?). It’s the kind of love that reminds us Thanksgiving isn’t about the mountain of food—it’s about family … our loved ones.

Throughout the day, we giggle as the toddlers wear mashed potatoes like war paint. We coax a smile from the lone teenager glued to their phone ... because deep down, they want to be part of the chaos (even if they won’t admit it). We play Nerf tag with the restless pre-teens, knowing we may not be as fast as we used to be, but, hey, experience gives us better aim ... sometimes.

And sure, the oven timers will beep out of sync, the dinner rolls might end up a little toasty, and someone may or may not drop the ham onto the floor. Okay, so that happened, twice. You see, Thanksgiving isn’t about a picture-perfect table. No, it really isn't. It’s about messy, fun, beautiful togetherness. It's about being thankful for everyone and everything.

It's about the heart of a bigger truth: Jesus. You see, He’s the head of this feast, the unseen guest who ties every bite of pie, every giggle, every hug, and every "I love you" together. Our God's grace and love overflows—not just our plates.

So, as we laugh, share, and savor the food (and maybe fight over the last piece of salvaged ham), let’s pause to remember what we are really celebrating. It’s not the turkey on the table or the football on TV or the kids running rampant through the house. Nope, but those are wonderful things too. It’s all about being thankful for God’s unconditional love and for the blessing of sharing another year with family.

Precious one, God’s love reminds us that life doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful. Our family, like the meal, is made up of many elements, each element bringing its own flavor. Some days, it’s sweet and smooth like pie filling; other days, it’s bumpy and lumpy like mashed potatoes. It's not about perfection ... it’s about presence. It’s about love. It’s about the unseen guest at the table: Jesus. May we all ... “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever” (Psalm 107:1 NIV). Now that is something to be thankful for.

Heavenly Father,
My heart overflows with thankfulness today. Within the mess, the noise, and the beautiful chaos, I thank You for the gift of family. I thank You for the love that binds, for laughter that heals, and for grace that protects. You’ve given me and my loved ones more than we deserve ... You've given us the gift of Your Son, Jesus. Your love endures forever. In Jesus' name. Amen.

��Happy Thanksgiving and God Bless��

A Shoulder-Tap from Heaven

Mon, 17 Nov 2025 21:32:41 GMT

“The Lord bless you and keep you;

the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you;

the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.”

Numbers 6:24–26 NKJV

Have you ever had a morning where a shoulder-tap from Heaven reaches you before the aroma of coffee fills the air? That happened to me this morning. My brain flashed on last year's chaotic Black Friday sale at Walmart. I stood in a tug-a-war with a woman over the last discounted electric blanket. We locked onto the merchandise like it was the "Ark of the Covenant" finding. But, when our eyes met, a smile formed, and in unison said, “You take it.”

However, in the middle of that chaos, the most unexpected moment of peace radiated around us, and that peace announced the words to this ancient blessing: “The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace” (Numbers 6:24–26 NKJV).

Those powerful verses, once spoken over the Israelites, were the same words God wants to use in your life. He blesses our day by revealing Himself in small, surprising ways. No matter the circumstance, God turns his face on us and gives us peace—whether that might be in an aisle at Walmart. How amazing is that?

You see, God's mercy and compassion are always worth praising. His blessings wrap us in a warm blanket softening our spirit with joy. Precious one, our God knows your deepest hopes and fears. He can calm every inner storm with just a whisper.

The heart of our God cares for you and loves everything about you. His shining light glimmers and sprinkles grace upon you. So, dear one, turn your face toward Him and when He shines his face upon you, give Him thanks for the big things, small things, and even wild little surprising things. As you rest in the goodness of who He is, remember His little shoulder taps are far better than any Black Friday sale.

Heavenly Father,

I am grateful for the love You send my way. I praise You for the goodness of who You are and that You know my deepest hopes and concerns. You also know how to calm my inner storms. Bless You for all that You are in my life. In Jesus name. Amen.

��SPIRITUAL SPARKS ��

Have you ever felt a shoulder tap from God? What was He telling you?
What small, surprising blessing can you thank God for today?

"God blesses each of our days by revealing Himself in small, surprising ways" ~~LM

A Thank You That Won't Be Silenced

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 20:45:51 GMT

"Let everything that has breath praise the Lord."

Psalm 150:6 NKJV

Praising God is the 'thank you' that refuses to be silenced. We can praise our God everywhere. You can praise Him when you've squashed a stinkbug three times, only to have the armored beast rise in helicopter fashion and dive straight into your hair. Been there. You can praise Him when dinner 'got too blessed' in the oven and the smoke alarm blares its never-ending beep. Done that. You can praise Him when you didn't invest in Microsoft because you thought it was a "new and improved" foot cream from Avon. No comment to protect the innocent.

There is no limit to where, when, or how to praise God. Just lift your believing heart and "Let everything that has breath praise the Lord" (Psalm 150:6 NKJV) . Praise shifts our focus away from our wants—and refocuses our hearts on His presence, His power, and His love. When we worship God, we see who we really are and begin to understand our purpose in life. It strengthens our faith and builds a firmer foundation beneath us.

Years ago, while at work in the medical field I remember quietly humming a hymn while two co-workers argued over the temperature in our small office. They stopped mid-argument, looked at me, and went back to work. Either they thought I was crazy—or they saw the fourth man in the fire. All I know, during that turmoil, God heard me. How do I know this? Because the next morning, the thermostat was encased in a plastic cover with a lock. No one touched it again. Amen.

Praise doesn't wait for the perfect moment; it creates one. So, dear friend, the greater we see our God, the smaller our problems become. Praise Him for His mighty acts. Praise Him for His greatness. Praise Him for the ancient hymns. Praise Him for the new worship music. Praise Him for the Bible that gives us wisdom, knowledge, and inspiration.

Even when life gets noisy, messy, or hard to handle, let's praise God and be the 'thank you' that refuses to be silenced. Because as long as we have breath, we have a reason to praise.

Heavenly Father,

Help me remember that praise doesn't wait for the perfect moment—it creates one. Let my heart be a 'thank you' that refuses to be silenced, whether I'm joyful or messy or quietly humming the tune to "In The Garden." I know You will always walk with me and talk with me and tell me I am your own. In Jesus name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

When you're right in the middle of a stinkbug situation, how can you find a small moment to praise God?
How are you the 'thank you' that refuses to be silenced?

Be the 'thank you' that refuses to be silent. ~~LM

Stars Lost Inside the Storm

Wed, 15 Oct 2025 16:13:22 GMT

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God,

to those who are called according to His purpose."

Romans 8:28 NKJV

Do you have a purpose in life? Of course you do. We all walk this earth guided by the realm of God's plan. So, whether our daily walk involves toting our kids to the grocery store, buying a house, getting married, working our way up the corporate ladder, or simply sitting in a chaotic traffic jam, each stage or event gives cause for the next step.

There are times when faith feels clouded, like stars lost inside the storm. But even then, they're still shining—and so is His plan. With God's unconditional love and His heartfelt guidance, "we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose" (Romans 8:28 NKJV).

As we go through the different stages of life, God guides our steps toward a greater purpose, a purpose He wants fulfilled. Think about it. Look back at how each stage of your life has unraveled. The highs, the lows, the blunders, and the successes. We may not understand His divine plan, but He always has our main purpose in mind.

You see, God's plans are bigger than we can even imagine. He is why we walk this planet. He is the breath in our lungs, the beat in our heart. So, let's keep our faith strong, have patience, and know God is in control. His ways may not always be easy, but then life wasn't always easy for Jesus.

Precious One, allow your heart to follow God's lead. Look for the beauty of where your life started and where it now stands. You are exactly where you need to be in order to fulfill your God given purpose. He has a plan and it's perfect even when the way is rough.

Heavenly Father,

Thank you for walking beside me through every twist and turn of this life. When I can't see the road ahead, remind me that you are the light guiding my steps. Even when the way is rough, God's purpose remains steady and good. In Jesus name. Amen.

��SPIRITUAL SPARKS ��

What helps you trust God's plan when you can't see the way forward?
What part of your life might God be using to shape His greater purpose in you?

"Allow your heart to follow God's lead." ~~LM

The Freedom of Childlike Faith

Mon, 01 Sep 2025 22:22:06 GMT

"Verily I say unto you,

Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child,

he shall not enter therein."

Mark 10:15 KJV

Step into the world of a child, and suddenly the ordinary becomes the enchanted extraordinary. You'll see kingdoms rise from couch cushions, ballerinas twirl across the room, soldiers march into castles armed with nothing more than cardboard swords and boundless imagination. Their joy is a fountain, flowing and bubbling without hesitation, without shame.

I confess—I've been there. I used to fill a wheelbarrow with rubber ducks, add water, and proudly declared I was training dolphins for Sea World. And from the towering heights of my puppy's doghouse (our very own Mt. Everest), I practiced bird calling and even tossed out a yodel or two. In those moments, my world was limitless, and my heart was as free as the cotton candy clouds above me.

Imagine yourself reaching for God with that same abandon—no tongue-tied prayers, no rehearsed words ... just music rising from the soul without a script. You see, God doesn’t require performance; He desires presence. He longs to walk inside your thoughts and cradle your dreams, to know your inner child wants Him and only Him. That’s the kind of love He craves—a devotion unclouded by fear of critics or cynics, a surrender untethered from self-consciousness.

As the verse reads: "Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein" (Mark 10:15 KJV). Beloved, do not let your older child silence your inner child. Allow your spirit to rise and soar among the cotton candy clouds.

Heavenly Father,

Childlike faith is the doorway to Your kingdom and is easier said than done. Teach me to lay down pride and hesitation and come to you with simple trust. Quiet the critics and cynics in my mind, and clothe me in the freedom of a child who simply delights in worshiping You. In Jesus name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Are you holding back parts of your heart from the One who already knows you completely?

2. When was the last time you felt free in God's presence?

God doesn’t require performance; He desires presence.~~LM

Stay in Your Lane

Wed, 20 Aug 2025 21:47:53 GMT

"Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God,

that He may exalt you at the proper time,

casting all your anxiety on Him, because he cares for you"

1 Peter 5:6-7 NKJV

Some roads sparkle like gold in the sun. Others curve into the shadows, stirring our curiosity and promising mystery. But not every road takes us where we hope to go, not every path leads to peace. Then comes the moment the trail splits and life asks: right or left? Let's be honest—we've all taken a detour or two. Decisions are a part of life. Choices shape us. So, we see the split and say, “Ooooh, I wonder where that one goes!” Or maybe that daring friend grins and says, “This way ... it’ll be fun!”

And guess what? Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn’t.

The wrong path doesn’t always display a warning sign. It often begins with something small—a book, a movie, a joke, a shortcut. You tell yourself, “This isn’t so bad.” Until it is. Until the pavement beneath our feet cracks and crumbles ... and suddenly we find ourselves walking barefoot on a gravel road—alone. At that point, each step stings, our soul aches, and the Holy Spirit whispers: "This isn’t peace."

Precious one, if you’re running a good race, stay in your lane. If someone tugs on your sleeve and urges you down another trail, glance ahead before you follow. If it costs you your peace, it's too expensive. That's a lesson Peter—an apostle of Jesus Christ—had to learn during his own journey.

Remember Peter? The guy who walked on water—and then sank? The guy who swore he’d never deny Jesus—and then did it three times before the rooster crowed? Peter fell hard. He'd taken the wrong turn more than once. Still, despite it all, after the resurrection Jesus gave Peter a new chance, a new purpose, and called him to feed His sheep. Jesus gave Peter back his peace.

That’s grace. That’s truth. That's mercy. That’s the kind of path we want to stay on—even when we stumble.

You see, Peter took the detour, but grace brought him back. Grace set his heart on fire for the truth. "Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety on Him, because he cares for you" (1 Peter 5:6-7 NKJV).

Dear one, we've all lost our footing, our tender feet bruised by the bite of gravel. But God's grace will always find us, lift us and set us back on the main road. Pray and listen for the voice that leads to peace, not pressure. Stay in the lane that leads to love, not chaos. And when you see the fork ahead, stand your ground and allow the Holy Spirit to guide your steps home.

Heavenly Father,

When detours arise, set my feet on solid ground and show me the way to peace. Allow me to always hear Your voice in times of need. May the Holy Spirit guide me, so that I may humble myself under Your mighty hand, that you may exalt me at the proper time, and that I may cast all my anxiety on You. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

When "detours" arise, where is the first place you should look for peace?
When the Holy Spirit whispers, do you stop and listen for His grace, His mercy, His truth?

"Peter took the detour, but grace brought him back." ~~LM

The Holder of the "Omnis"

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Thu, 31 Jul 2025 18:12:06 GMT

"And it was right and proper that God, who made everything for his own glory, should allow Jesus to suffer, for in doing this he was bringing vast multitudes of God’s people to heaven; for his suffering made Jesus a perfect Leader, one fit to bring them into their salvation"

(Hebrews 2:10 TLB).

Sometimes life can feel like a rickety rope bridge swaying over a canyon of chaos. Storms howling, planks creaking, and we're clutching the ropes wondering why we ever left the safety of our home. In these moments, it’s natural to ask: Does God really understand my mess?

I mean, sure—He’s omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent. He's the Holder of all the “omnis.” But does He get what it’s like to slog through rush hour traffic while having an existential crisis over reheated leftovers? Does He understand what it feels like to sit beside a hospital bed, or to bury a dream—or worse, a loved one? Does God, from His throne in the heavens, feel the gut punch of grief or the slow burn of anxiety?

Yes … yes, He does.

You see, Jesus didn’t just peek over heaven’s edge and shout encouraging things from above—He crossed the canyon. He walked the bridge, plank by plank, storm by storm, not just as our Savior but as our trailblazer. He became human … "And it was right and proper that God, who made everything for his own glory, should allow Jesus to suffer, for in doing this he was bringing vast multitudes of God’s people to heaven; for his suffering made Jesus a perfect Leader, one fit to bring them into their salvation" (Hebrews 2:10 TLB).

Dear friend, Jesus became the bridge. Not a quaint little footbridge, either—think suspension bridge, gold-plated with grace and reinforced with suffering. He spans the impossible distance between our broken world and God’s wholeness, between our worst day and His perfect love.

Jesus knows how fear gnaws at us in the dark. He’s felt exhaustion press down like a boulder. He’s cried, bled, been betrayed, and buried. And because of all that, He doesn’t just understand what we're going through—he’s able to carry us across that bridge. Safely. Surely. Lovingly.

So if you’re standing on the edge today, staring into the vastness between where you are and where you want to be, remember this: the bridge has already been built. The Holder of the "omnis" is waiting for you—arms open, eyes kind, and a smile full of sincerity and welcome.

That's our God. Isn’t He wonderful?

Heavenly Father,

When the storms of life howl and the planks beneath my feet creak, help me remember you are limitless in power. I thank you. Father, for your son, Jesus—who understands my every hurt, my every pain. He's my bridge and his presence is the assurance I need to walk through the chaos and stand on the other side. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Where in your life do you feel like you're standing on a shaky bridge?
How does it change my view of God to know Jesus fully understands my pain?

"He's the Holder of the “omnis.” ~~LM

Bug Bites, Bible Verses, and God's Glory

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 22 Jul 2025 22:42:51 GMT

"Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do,
do all to the glory of God."
1 Corinthians 10:31

And just like that another camp season comes to an end. A season full of sunburns and salvation stories, bug bites and Bible verses, soggy socks and sacred moments, fun times and forever memories.

Counselors and staff have walked through more than just the woody trails this summer—they’ve walked with campers full of questions, middle schoolers filled with midnight energy, teens full of snacks and snark. But … they survived. They endured the blazing heat, the one-too-many rainy days, and yes, the spiritual highs and midweek sugar crashes.

And through it all, God showed up. Again and again and again.

This verse ... “Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God” (1 Corinthians 10:31 KJV) ... reminds us that everything—yes, even wiping ice cream off the picnic tables, sweeping french fries into a dustpan, standing at the dishwasher all day, or sorting through mountains of wet clothes to find a lost sock for a crying child—can be done to the glory of God.

You see, it’s not just the big chapel moments or the powerful campfire confessions. Nope. It’s leading worship songs for the fiftieth time, teaching memory verses with sun in your eyes, watching the go-karts circle the track for hours on end. It’s hooking a child into the safety harness at the zipline, or embracing and calming a homesick camper with a Gatorade and a prayer.

Whatever your position, each moment matters. Why? Because they give glory to God. Because if you did these moments in love and pointed one camper just a little closer to Jesus—it mattered. It glorified our Savior. You, precious one, stepped into the shoes of a faithful servant who fought the good fight, who finished the course, who kept the faith.

So, as the camp season comes to an end, take heart and remember: Every bug bite, every Bible study, every belly laugh counted! You served with your heart, you gave it your all—and you did it to glorify God.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for showing up in the highs and the lows of this season. Thank You for every camper, every moment of laughter, every tough conversation, every salvation, and every quiet whisper of Your Spirit. Help me to remember: whether I eat or drink, or whatever I do, may I do it all for Your glory. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. What moment stands out as the one that made you feel like you really made a difference?

2. How can I carry this camp-season faith into my everyday life?

Hold the Lamp. Trust the Light.

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 13 Jun 2025 04:11:41 GMT

“Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.”

Psalm 119:105 NKJV

Welcome to camp season—the time when s’mores multiply, bug spray becomes cologne, SPF 50 becomes your second skin, the zip lines zip, go-karts race, and just like that you are responsible for the physical, emotional, and spiritual well-being of a dozen kids. (No pressure, right?) Parents drop off their children, and for one full week, Jesus becomes the number one topic.

But let’s be real: some days you'll feel like you're standing in a thick forest, wrapped in fog so dense you can’t see the next step. Between homesick first-timers, Gatorade-fueled campers on the move, and your own exhaustion, the path ahead may feel murky. That’s when Psalm 119:105 glows like a flashlight in your pocket: “Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.”

You see, God’s Word won’t always give you the full map—but it gives you enough light for the next faithful step. And sometimes? That step looks like patience. Or grace. Or just knowing when to hand out a snack and say a prayer.

Some days, your faith will shine bright—like a bonfire lighting the way to the Chapel in the Woods. Other days, it might feel like a flickering candle in the wind. But even a flicker challenges the darkness. Why? Because God is the keeper of your flame. He’s steady, even when you’re not.

Let's step into Paul’s sandals for a minute. His life wasn’t all mountaintop moments. In fact it was more like a long hike with blisters and storms. God didn’t give Paul a spiritual fast-pass or zap him with a divine upgrade. Nope. He shaped him—day by day, step by step. Just like God's shaping you.

So, to all the counselors, leaders, kitchen crew, day camp workers, lifeguards, behind-the-scenes maintenance heroes, games/utility legends, clipboard-wielding secretaries, craft-maker, videographer, and the nurse—whatever your role—remember this: God doesn’t expect you to light up the whole forest. He only wants you to hold the lamp, trust the light, and keep walking.

When you feel like you're day is running on prayers, cling to this promise: “But the Lord is faithful, who will establish you and guard you from the evil one” (2 Thess. 3:3). This summer, let God's Word be your guide, and through all the chaos, joy, noise, laughter, and quiet moments— remember His light is always enough.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for calling me into this wild, wonderful, sometimes chaotic adventure called camp. I admit—there are days when I feel like I’m running on empty, covered in bug spray and sunscreen, trying to remember where I left my Bible and my coffee. But You, Lord, never lose track of me. Ever. I thank You for being the light in the fog, the whisper in the noise. You are faithful. You are near. And Your light is always enough. In Jesus, name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

When the day gets tough and you're walking through fog, how might God be asking you to trust Him for taking your next step?
Are you carrying the pressure to be everything for everyone, or are you letting God be the source of the light while you hold the lamp?

To Know and Not Do

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 21 May 2025 13:08:04 GMT

“Therefore, to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin.”

James 4:17 NKJV

We’ve all taken a swim inside a tidal wave of chaos. You're looking for help, but no one has an answer. The electrified stress you’re dealing with is problematic. Devices won’t sync. Music won’t play. Anxieties rise. Your eyes scan the room for help, and the countdown continues toward the zero mark.

Surely someone can help, someone knows something.

An observer in the background stands with arms crossed—silent, calm, watching. They had the knowledge to bring peace into the chaos … but did not. Instead of stepping in, they stepped back. Not only did they withhold help—they smirked at the frantic attempts to fix what they themselves could’ve handled. They allowed the pressure to rise. They let people sink under the weight of failure. And sadly, they enjoyed it.

Then, for whatever reason, the observer decided to “save the day.” His action looked like a rescue. It felt like grace. But it wasn’t. It was manipulation in disguise. A cruel game of withholding help for the sake of what? … personal control? Spite?

The "save" may have looked like success in the end, but something much deeper was lost in the process: Integrity.

Our Jesus calls us to be something better, to do better. When we withhold help that could ease someone’s burden, when we watch others struggle just for spite, we aren’t walking in love. Nope. We’re walking in pride; we’re trolling with hate.

You see, integrity isn’t measured by what we do when eyes are on us—it’s measured by what we do when no one expects anything. Jesus wants us to do good. In fact, “Therefore, to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin” (James 4:17 NKJV).

Dear friend, this devotion isn’t about the chaos—it’s about the heart. Jesus didn’t watch from a distance while we floundered in the undertow of a tidal wave’s chaos. No. He dove in. He gave everything—even His life—so we wouldn’t drown alone.

Let’s be like that. Let’s be people of integrity. People who serve, who step forward and help with a full heart of love and kindness.

Heavenly Father,

Help me to always see others through your eyes. When problems arise, may I always respond with love, humility, and integrity. If spite rears its ugly head, teach me to serve from the heart, to help when there is a need. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spritual Sparks

Have you ever withheld help when you knew you could’ve made a difference?
What held you back—and what might Jesus be inviting you to do differently next time?

God's Faithfulness Never Fails

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 02 May 2025 17:40:59 GMT

"But the Lord is faithful,

who will establish you and guard you from the evil one."

2 Thessalonians 3:3 NKJV

What does the word faithful mean to you? Does it mean family and friends? Do you think of your dog? Cat? Maybe the ancient geyser “Old Faithful” erupts inside your brain? (No pun intended;-) Anyhow, here's Google's definition of faithful: being loyal, true, and reliable, particularly in relationships or when adhering to promises, duties, or obligations.

As I read the definition, God and all His promises came to mind. I thought of Jesus walking out of the tomb, Lazarus coming to life, and the woman at the well. Let's not forget about the apostle Paul. This man stayed loyal and true toward God throughout his entire prison term—and God's faithfulness never failed him once.

Think about it: there's a double-sided faithfulness going on here or in layman's term: God had Paul's back, and Paul had God's back. I love the imagery of God guarding Paul's back, standing as his shield on the battlefield. I can see Paul charging forward, sword drawn—not of steel, but of Spirit—preaching God's Word with divine protection.

In 2 Thessalonians 3:3, Paul says, “But the Lord is faithful, who will establish you and guard you from the evil one.” That's not just a feel-good fortune cookie quote. No. Those words were written by Paul, a promise etched in eternity. Paul also testifies, “And I thank Christ Jesus our Lord who has enabled me, because he counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry” (1 Timothy 1:12 NKJV). God didn't choose Paul because he had it all together—lest we forget Saul. He chose Paul because our God is faithful to strengthen and empower the willing. You see, God always has your back.

Dear friend, faithfulness isn't about perfection. It's about presence. It's about showing up like Old Faithful— constant, regular, and maybe even a little dramatic sometimes. But also, steady and dependable, and handing your whole heart over to God.

You don't have to be flawless for God to guard your back—only faithful ... and just like Old Faithful erupting on cue, our God always arrives on time with grace, strength, and protection.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for always showing up—for guarding my heart, my back, and my calling. Strengthen me to return that faithfulness, not perfectly, but persistently. Teach me to be steady in my love, loyal in my service, and bold in my trust. Help me be like Old Faithful—reliable, ready, and rooted in You. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Think of a time when God "had your back." What did that look like, and how did it shape your faith to have His back?

Resurrection Reality

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Sun, 20 Apr 2025 09:20:48 GMT

“He is not here, for he has risen, just as he said.

Come, see the place where he lay.”

Matthew 28:6 KJV

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the night’s veil, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary (Matthew 28:1 KJV) make their way to Jesus’ tomb. The air is thick with dew and sorrow, and their hearts are heavy with grief. They carry the silent echoes of a lost love. Each step is slow, as if their souls are afraid of what they may or may not find.

The women freeze in a storm of confusion and awe. Grief still clings, but something new flickers. As they peer inside the tomb—eyes wide, breath held—a spark of wonder ignites.

The tomb. Empty.

We find resurrection reality.

Beloved, Jesus is alive. He is risen indeed.

Heavenly Father,

Twinkle. Twinkle.

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Thu, 06 Mar 2025 16:38:52 GMT

“To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under heaven”
Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV

Daylight Saving Time arrives this Sunday—a dreaded morning when we all lose an hour of sleep. We wake up feeling as if we've stepped onto a treadmill spinning at full speed. Our alarms blare like sirens of betrayal, coffee feels as weak as a toddler's handshake, and church pews have a mysterious number of missing members.

I remember last year's time change all too well. For some reason I went to bed knowing the clocks would spring ahead but woke up in the morning blissfully unaware … until I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. Panic hit me like a bucket of ice water. I had exactly fourteen minutes to be somewhere that took twenty minutes to drive to. Could I make it? Probably not. Maybe? My math was not mathing.

I threw on my clothes with the grace of a raccoon in a laundry basket, grabbed a cup of coffee but forgot the cream, then sprinted to the car—only to realize my gas tank was running on hope and a prayer. By the time I arrived—breathless and questioning my life choices—I realized I wasn’t the only one frazzled. Two of my friends looked like their alarm clocks attacked them. The lost hour can be such a menace, right?

Seriously, what happens to that lost hour? Does it fall into a Daylight Saving Time black hole for misplaced time? Maybe it's floating on a cosmic lost-and-found cloud?

No one knows.

What I do know: Time ultimately belongs to God. He owns it. He created it. So, even as our man-made clocks spring ahead, I'd like to believe God simply snatches the lost hour out of the thin air, tosses it into the night sky, and creates a shining new star—untouched, unbothered, and twinkling for all to see.

So, as we adjust to the panicked grogginess of spring's disappearing hour, rest assured time is never really lost. No, not at all. Dear friend, it simply twinkles throughout the universe, reminding us: " To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven" (Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV).

Heavenly Father,
When the seasonal hour springs ahead, help me remember that Your timing is always perfect and there is a purpose for everything under heaven. May I always trust that You are in control of every second of our life and may the twinkle of time remind me that nothing is ever truly lost when it rests in Your hands. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Just as God placed the rainbow in the sky as a sign of His promise, spend a few moments reading these verses about stars and God’s sovereignty over time:

Matthew 2:2 – "Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we have seen His star
in the East and have come to worship Him." (NKJV)
Interpretation-->The Star of Bethlehem led the wise men to Jesus, showing God's perfect guidance and timing.

Psalm 147:4 – " He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name." (NKJV)
Interpretation--> God numbers and names each star, just as He is in control of every moment of our lives.

Job 38:7 – "When the morning stars sang together, And all the sons of God shouted for joy?" (NKJV)
Interpretation-->The morning stars sang as God laid the foundations of the world—time itself is His creation.

Revelation 22:16 – "I, Jesus, have sent My angel to testify to you these things in the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, the Bright and Morning Star." (NKJV)

Interpretation--> Jesus, the Bright Morning Star, is our ultimate reminder that God reigns over time and eternity.

Backed By Divine Support

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 12 Feb 2025 01:29:16 GMT

"Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find;

knock, and it will be opened to you."

Matthew 7:7-8 NKJV

Issues. We all have them. Money issues, work issues, food issues, people issues… and then there’s the back—an issue with a personality as moody as a junkyard dog with trust issues.

Ah, the back. That one body part that seems to have signed a secret agreement with gravity to make life miserable. I’ve been fighting back issues for a while now. Some days, it’s just an annoying ache. Some days, I sprint up the steps with a basketful of laundry. Other days, I map out each step, like I'm navigating a minefield.

Anyone who’s dealt with back pain will tell you—it’s awful. No sugarcoating it. But hey, life is life. We adjust. We cope. We figure it out. The good news? We don’t have to figure it out alone. God helps us "get by." No. Nix that—He more than helps us "get by." He walks with us through the pain, whether it's physical, emotional, or spiritual. Whatever path we experience for the day—whether it's a tough conversation, an aching body, or the never-ending struggle of keeping it all together—He’s there.

You see, life is a lesson. Or maybe it’s a test. Either way, before the lesson or the test, there’s always a trial. And trials? Well, we either fight them, fear them, or learn from them.

Jesus knew all about trials. I often think about him spending 40 days and 40 nights in the wilderness, tempted by Satan at his weakest moment. No food. No company. Just him—head bowed, hands folded in prayer, kneeling at the edge of despair, exhausted, hungry, and wondering how much more he could bear. It’s almost surprising He didn’t just throw up His hands and say, "You know what? I’m out. Beam me up, Father."

But He didn’t. Instead, Jesus relied on prayer. Constant, intimate, desperate prayer. Day and night, night and day, he sought His Father’s strength. He prayed for endurance, for protection, for the ability to walk out of that wilderness stronger than when He walked in.

So, yeah, life is hard. Life has issues—big ones. But Jesus had issues too. He faced trials. He endured suffering. But one thing He never did?

Doubt.

He kept His connection with God open, knowing that all He had to do was: "Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." (Matthew 7:7 NKJV)

Precious one, whatever your issue—whether it’s your back, your bank account, your home life, or just trying to make it through the day—remember: Jesus gets it. And God’s got you.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for always having our backs, even through life's toughest trials. Help us to trust in Your presence and guidance. Strengthen us, relieve our burdens, and remind us that with You, we are never alone. In Jesus' name. Amen.

SPIRITUAL SPARKS

What lessons can I learn from Jesus' perseverance and reliance on prayer during His trials in the wilderness?
How can I remind myself that God understand my struggles is always there to support and lift me up?

The Bargain That Lasts

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Thu, 30 Jan 2025 15:07:23 GMT

“Better a handful with quietness than both hands full, together with toil

and grasping after the wind.”

Ecclesiastes 4:6 NKJV

February marks the serious season of clearance racks. They are everywhere, and I’ve always loved a good bargain. One of my fondest memories is bargain shopping with my mom. We’d scour the aisles for discounted clothes, shoes, decorative items, basically anything that made our heart pitter for the patter of a lower price. Those trips were a yearly tradition, and I can't help but smile at the memories.

Now I'm years older, and I still check the bargain racks. I mean, how can you not, right? But it's different, I look for bargains for my grandkids, my granddogs, my husband, even my aquarium. It's still fun, but there's a difference. I now notice the frantic shoppers, their faces set with a “gimme, gimme” determination. The frenzy is like a never-ending race against time—especially in today's economy. Whether it’s a discounted coat or fuzzy animal slippers for the following winter, the pursuit of “stuff” can leave us breathless and sometimes disappointed.

Don’t misunderstand—there’s nothing wrong with enjoying life’s blessings from the bargain bin. I still remember buying two fall jackets for one dollar each—a Nike and an Adidas. Name brands! I was so excited I did a fist bump right there in aisle 17. The only problem? Four boys, two new jackets. But at that price, I'd make it work—cue the family motto: "If it fits, it's yours."

God delights in giving us good gifts, even fun gifts. But when we live in a constant state of grasping for more, it’s like chasing after the wind. Solomon, the wisest man who ever lived, said it perfectly: “Better a handful with quietness than both hands full, together with toil and grasping after the wind” (Ecclesiastes 4:6 NKJV).

The “both hands full” mindset—always grasping, always consuming—might seem sweet at first, like a double-scoop ice cream cone on a hot day, melting faster than you can enjoy and leaving nothing but a soggy cone and regret. The truth is, God didn’t design us to hoard blessings. He wants us to share them. True joy doesn’t sit in a full cart, but rests in open hands and a generous heart.

Looking back, those bargain days with my mom are beautiful memories. The treasures we found are now worn, broken, or gone. My mom is in heaven now, but what remains is the memory of time spent together—her laughter, her warmth, and the love we shared in those simple moments of "chasing after the wind," so to speak. I cherished the joy of her presence, not the things we bought.

Those jackets? They are long gone, too. Funny enough, the Adidas fit three of the boys, so they had to share—but that’s a devotion for another day.

So, the next time the world tempts you to chase after just one more thing, remember Solomon’s wisdom. One handful with peace is far sweeter than a cart full of toil.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the blessings You pour into my life—both big and small. Help me to hold them with open hands. Teach me to seek contentment in You, and remind me that real treasure is found in moments of love, laughter, and generosity, not in the clearance racks of this world. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Spiritual Spark Challenge:
This week, take a moment to bless someone with what you already have—whether it's your time, a kind word, or even a small gift. Pay attention to the joy that comes not from gaining but from giving.

"One handful with peace is far sweeter than a cart full of toil." ~~LM

Don't Scripture Scramble

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 21 Jan 2025 23:44:26 GMT

“For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword,

piercing even to the division of soul and spirit ....”

Hebrew 4:12a NKJV

Years ago, when my son was in high school, he faked a book report on a novel he never read. He scrambled the characters, guessed the setting, and spun a plot so far off-course it could’ve been a science fiction novel. The only thing he got right was the title—and maybe the page count. I can’t remember. The English teacher summoned my husband and me to a school meeting. Fun times. Needless to say, we grounded our son (from everything) until the next millennium.

Now that I'm older, I realize we sometimes treat the Bible in a similar way. We pick it up, do a quick flip through the pages, and call it a day. I get it. Life is busy. Appointment at nine. Podcast at eleven. Meeting at five-ish. Dinner whenever. So, we do what’s necessary to feel like we’ve checked the daily reading box. But, hey, we know the book title— Holy Bible .

Dear friend, here’s the danger: when we don’t read the Bible thoroughly—or any book, for that matter, right son?—we risk getting the “plot” wrong. We mix up details, misquote verses, or miss the truth entirely. Certain days we might navigate the pages like a pro, flipping confidently from Luke to Revelation. But then ... we have those days of finding Leviticus or Obadiah or Lamentations, and suddenly we’re finger-pointing at the table of contents as if it were a treasure map.

The Bible is too precious and important to skim. If you’ve ever read Jonah and the whale, you know, it’s brimming with action and adventure. Daniel in the lion’s den? A nail-biter worthy of the big screen. Maybe historical drama is your thing—check out the Old Testament. And let's not forget Revelations, it's the perfect choice for the future-seekers craving an apocalyptic journey.

So, grab your Bible, find a comfy chair, and dive in. Don't scripture scramble through God's ancient book. Explore the stories. Take notes. Meet your ancestors. Examine the plotlines. More importantly, seek to know the Author. “For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit….” (Hebrew 4:12a NKJV). I mean, in all that is holy, who wants to explain to God they faked reading the Bible?

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the gift of Your Word. Help me to dive deeply into the Scriptures, to understand and embrace Your truths. Guide my heart and mind as I seek to know You more. I ask that Your teachings brighten my path and strengthen my faith. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Why is it important to read the Bible carefully and not scramble through the scripture?
Pick one of your favorite stories from the Bible and share it with a friend.

"The Bible is too precious and important to skim." ~~LM

Open The Door

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 07 Jan 2025 16:21:53 GMT

“Now when He had said these things, He cried with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come forth!”
And he who had died came out bound hand and foot with graveclothes, an his face was wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Loose him, and let him go.”
John 11:43-44 NKJV

Have you ever felt lost?

Like you’re wandering in the dark, bumping into walls while everyone else knows exactly where they’re going? It’s easy to feel abandoned in those moments—stuck in confusion and wallowing in uncertainty. But here’s the thing: God won’t leave us alone in the dark. Somewhere in your shadowy, spinning world, there’s a door.

The problem? Finding it.

So, let’s be real—just because we find the door doesn’t mean we’re ready to fling it open. What if stepping over the threshold changes everything? (Spoiler alert: It probably will.) But the truth? God knows your fear. He knows your doubts. He knows your strengths. Most importantly, He knows your heart.

Think of it like fumbling around in a pitch-black room. We inch forward, hands outstretched, searching for the light switch. We may trip along the way, stub a toe or two, and maybe mutter a frustrated prayer. Life is tough, but with each step, we get closer to the door God has set before us. It’s there. We know it. We just can’t see it. It may be hidden behind our fog of doubt or icicles of fear.

The question is: When the door opens, will you trust God enough to step through?

That question has bounced around my brain more times than I care to admit. Until one day while reading the Bible, Lazarus has his door moment—or should I say tomb moment. In any event, the ancient words leapt off the page. Our Jesus “ … cried with a loud voice, ‘Lazarus, come forth!’” (John 11:43 NKJV). Now this wasn't a polite suggestion from Lord Jesus. It really wasn't. It was a full-on command that brought Lazarus back to life. He'd been dead for several days but when Jesus spoke, Lazarus “ came out bound hand and foot with graveclothes, and his face was wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them (the crowd) , "Loose him, and let him go.” (John 11:44 NKJV).

I don’t know about you, but if I’m pronounced dead, swathed like a mummy, sealed in a cave for several days, and then brought back to life, stepping through any kind of door sounds like the perfect recipe for a supernatural meltdown. It’s also the perfect moment for a comb and toothbrush … just saying. But, in all seriousness, this beautiful miracle of resurrection allowed Lazarus to step through God’s open door and into a new life free from his illness, a life filled with light and love.

Precious one, step through the door and leave that shadowy, spinning, lost world of darkness behind. Pray. Trust. Open the door—even if you’re still tangled in yesterday’s graveclothes of doubts and desperation. That first step might feel awkward and unsteady, but let’s face it: Lazarus didn’t tap dance his way out of the tomb. But God opened the door and gave him another chance at a life filled with purpose, peace, understanding, and a deeper relationship with Him. God will do the same for you.

Heavenly Father,
When I’m lost in the dark, remind me that You are my guide. Help me trust You enough to take the first step, even when I can’t see the way forward. Teach me to recognize the door/s You’ve placed before me and allow me the courage to open it. May my faith grow stronger and stronger with each step. Bless You for giving me a purpose and may Your light and love surround me always. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Have you prayed and asked God to help you see the door He’s placed before you?
What “door” might God be asking you to open in your life right now?
What fears or doubts are holding you back from taking that first step?

And Just Like That.....

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 27 Dec 2024 19:34:08 GMT

“Fear not, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.”

Luke 2:10 KJV

And just like that, Christmas is over. One moment, the world’s glittering with anticipation of our newborn Savior, and the next, we’re staring at pine needles on the carpet. We’ve eaten enough cookies, candies, and leftovers, our bathroom scales flash “no comment.” One by one, the twinkling lights on the neighbors' houses disappear. The hustle, bustle, and shimmer of Christmas are now new memories.

But here’s the thing: Christmas may be over, but the joy and the love it brings doesn’t have to be. You see, the real joy of Christmas isn’t wrapped in shiny paper or tied up with a bow. It’s not something you can buy, and it doesn’t fade with the season (or at least it shouldn’t). True joy, the kind that lingers long after the last cookie crumb is eaten, comes from a deeper place—a place rooted in giving from the heart. The Grinch learned that firsthand.

Have you ever noticed how much fun it is to find or create the perfect gift for someone you love? Whether it’s crocheted boot cuffs (which are adorable), a batch of homemade cookies, or a thoughtful note. You see, joy doesn’t come from the thing itself. The very act of giving draws us closer to the heart of Christ, who came into this world to give us life and hope and love. That's the secret. That's joy. It's the feeling you possess when you have all three.

Joy isn’t fleeting like the excitement of tearing into a package on Christmas morning. It’s steady and enduring, like the hum of a favorite carol that sticks with you long after the music stops. As Nehemiah 8:10b reminds us … “ … for the joy of the Lord is your strength.” There may be times we have to work at keeping our joy. Unlike happiness, joy doesn’t depend on perfect circumstances. It doesn’t vanish when the holidays are over. Rather, it burns like the steady glow of a fire on a winter’s night—warm, comforting, and unshaken by the cold winds outside.

Moreover, when we give from the heart and keep the fire fueled, we reflect the ultimate gift God gave us: Jesus, His Son. Jesus wasn’t a gift wrapped in extravagance, but one offered in humility and wrapped in love. So, as the holiday season fades and the pine needles are swept away, let the joy of giving linger. Let it rise like the laughter of children playing in the snow, let it shimmer like the memory of the three wise men presenting their gifts to our newborn King, and may it always remind you of the angel’s words: “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy , which shall be to all people” (Luke 2:10 KJV).

Heavenly Father,
As the lights of Christmas fade, let the joy You bring remain in our hearts. Help us to
carry the spirit of giving and love into every season, reflecting Your endless grace. May
Your joy be our strength--steady and enduring, guiding us closer to You. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What is one way you can carry the joy of Christmas into your everyday life, even after
the season has passed?
How can you reflect Christ’s love through giving—whether it's your time, kindness, or
resources—this week?

"Joy burns like the steady glow of a fire on a winter’s night—warm, comforting, and unshaken by the cold winds outside." ~~LM

The Gift of Love

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 17 Dec 2024 15:12:32 GMT

“And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.”

1 Corinthians 13:13 NIV

This week overflows with love, a tangible warmth spreading through homes and communities. Love is like the flicker of a fireplace flame, small yet steady, but still bright enough to guide us, gentle enough to comfort us, and strong enough to melt even the frostiest hearts.

But where does this extraordinary love come from? Not from candy canes or shiny presents wrapped with bows (though those are fun). True, lasting love springs from the very heart of our souls, planted there by the Holy Spirit. It’s the kind of love that made Heaven lean down and hug the earth—a love so fierce and tender that it arrived in the form of a baby, wrapped not in gold but in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

I’m sure each time Mary and Joseph cradled Jesus, their hearts filled with overflowing love. That same love fills us. As the Holy Spirit whispers into our soul, his love spreads warmth and light to everyone around us—our spouses, friends, strangers, even the neighbor who borrowed the lawn mower three months ago. It’s not just our love ... it’s God’s love flowing through us like a river of grace.

Precious one, take this week (and every week!) as an opportunity to express your love. Hug someone a little tighter, send an unexpected card, or practice forgiveness without hesitation. It’s important to remember Christmas is more than tinsel and twinkling lights; it’s … “faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love” (1 Corinthians 13:13 KJV).

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the gift of love. Help me reflect Your perfect love to everyone I meet. Let my heart burn brighter and share with everyone who I see. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Spark Challenge:

Take a few moments this week to think of someone in your life who might need to experience God’s love. You might have to step out of your comfort zone, but show them some kindness, patience, or grace.

Unwrap God’s Gift of Peace

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 13 Dec 2024 17:27:34 GMT

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God,
The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.”
Isaiah 9:6 KJV

The countdown to Christmas jingles on, and the Advent theme for the second week is peace. But let’s be honest, peace at this time of the year can feel as fleeting as a snowflake melting on a warm palm. Seriously, there are cookies to bake, Christmas parties to attend, presents to wrap (although, festive bags are a lifesaver come the eleventh hour), stockings to be filled, and a tree, with a black hole big enough to swallow Mars, to decorate.

So, what really is peace? I think mine disappeared inside a gift-wrapped box. Peace is a precarious thing, always threatened by our inability to keep everything under control; it's a delicate balance. And over time, we learn the truth: our ability to maintain peace is as fragile as a glass ornament on a wobbly tree or hanging within the depths of that black hole.

But then comes Isaiah 9:6 KJV with a promise that cuts through the clamor like the star above Bethlehem: “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.” The ancient verse wraps me in warmth.

You see, our Prince of Peace entered a world of turmoil. His entrance wasn’t the sparkling, Instagram-ready holiday spread of a beautifully lit cabin in the woods. No, not at all. His first throne was a manger AKA feeding trough filled with hay. Yet this child brought peace unlike the world had ever known, a peace that wasn’t fragile or fleeting—but eternal and unshakable.

Beloved, let’s pause the craziness of Christmas and marvel at His promise. Jesus’ peace wasn’t something distant or unattainable. No, not at all. It’s as tangible as the glow of lights on your Christmas tree: warm, steady, and inviting. So, this Christmas unwrap God’s glorious gift of unshakable peace and bask in His everlasting warmth of His love.

Heavenly Father,
Thank you for sending Your son into our broken world. He is my caring Counselor who speaks when I doubt, my mighty God who reigns when I fear, my Prince of Peace when anxiety overtakes my day. Guide me, Lord, to pause and marvel at the promise that Your name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. In Jesus name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks:

What areas of your life feel chaotic right now, and how might inviting the Prince of Peace into those moments bring calm and clarity?
This Christmas, how can you intentionally pause amidst the busyness to unwrap and embrace the eternal peace that Jesus offers?

Hope for All People

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Sat, 07 Dec 2024 02:19:11 GMT

"And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy,

which shall be to all people."

Luke 2:10 KJV

Christmas is more than twinkling lights, bustling department stores, gift receipts, and awkward fruitcake exchanges. It’s a season bursting with hope—a divine spark sent to rekindle weary hearts. Luke 2:10 reminds us that the angel’s proclamation wasn’t just for the shepherds—it was for everyone, including you....

To the elderly, hope whispers: "Your story is not over." The birth of Jesus declares that age is no barrier to purpose. Just as Simeon and Anna found their long-awaited Messiah in their golden years (Luke 2:25-38), you also can find renewed joy in the promise of Emmanuel—God with us. This Christmas, let hope inspire you to cherish the wisdom you’ve gathered and pass its light to the generations yet to come.

To the family gathered around the table, surrounded by messy casseroles and louder-than-life kids: hope is here for you too. Jesus was born into an ordinary human family—a lineage as tangled and imperfect as Christmas lights pulled from the attic (Tamar? Rahab? David?)—and yet God used it to work wonders. Don’t let the whirl of chaos cloud the beauty of love within your home this season. Hope transforms even the most mismatched ornaments into something dazzling.

To the ill who are battling bodies that feel broken: hope comes tenderly, like a lullaby drifting through the quiet streets of Bethlehem. Jesus entered a world groaning with pain to bring the balm of eternal healing. Whether through miraculous recovery or the promise of heaven, the Messiah’s birth whispers to us that sickness doesn’t get the final word.

Beloved, hope is alive because Christ is alive. I love that, don't you? Jesus is the gift that doesn’t wilt, break, fade or expire. So, let’s unwrap His promises with expectant hearts. After all, the angel’s message wasn’t a suggestion—it was a declaration: "Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people” (Luke 2:10 KJV).

Sweet friend, that means you.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for Jesus. I am grateful to know he is our everlasting hope in a world that's as messy as my tangled Christmas lights. May Your power bring purpose to every life, joy to all weary hearts, and healing to the broken. Father God, help me share Your hope with all people this Christmas season and throughout the new year. In Jesus’ name. Amen .

Spiritual Sparks

What tangled “Christmas lights” in your life could God transform into something beautiful this season?
How does the birth of Jesus remind you that your story isn’t over, no matter your age or circumstances?

��❤️ "Hope helps untangle the messiness of life." ~~LM❤️��

A Season of Hope

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Mon, 02 Dec 2024 23:30:30 GMT

“ And the angel said unto them, “Fear not: for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.”
Luke 2:10-11 NKJV

The first week of December is here—cue the lights, the carols, and the slightly panicked realization that you have less than a month to figure out everyone’s Christmas presents. It's amusing how the season can simultaneously evoke the enchantment of a magical wonderland and the frenzy of a chaotic-to-do list. December isn’t just about getting everything done; it’s the season of “Good tidings of great joy.” So, as we begin the first week of Advent, let’s focus on hope—the promise of something greater.

In Luke 2:10-11, an angel delivers a message of hope to the shepherds: “...Fear not: for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior which is Christ the Lord.” Imagine the shepherds' reactions as they stood in the cold, tending to their sheep, and probably feeling pretty insignificant. Suddenly, heaven breaks open, and an angel illuminates their mundane night with the news of the birth of our Savior.

Now, that’s what you call hopeful insight, right?

We share that same hope. No matter how messy, busy, uncertain, or insignificant life feels, December is a reminder that God’s promises do not depend on us having it all together. You see, our hope arrived as a baby boy born in a stable—not in a palace, not even in a warm tent. Nope ... our King of Kings was born in a stable of all places. But that’s how God works: often appearing in unexpected places, amidst odd circumstances and strange chaos.

Beloved, as this month unfolds, don’t just focus on your to-do list (though you probably should order those gifts soon). Instead, spend some time alone with the Father, watch the snow fall, listen to the dawn break—or perhaps just find five minutes of quiet in your car. Don't let the decorations and deadlines overshadow the true meaning of the season. Jesus is our promise of hope and can make even the busiest December worth celebrating.

Heavenly Father,
As we step into this season of hope, I thank You for Your love and goodness in my life. May You fill my heart with Your peace and love. Help me see Your presence in every moment of the day. Thank You, Lord, for the gift of Jesus—our eternal hope and joy. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

How does the message of hope in Luke 2:10-11 resonate with you personally?
What are some simple ways you can share hope and the love of Jesus with others this December?

❤️ "Hope often appears in unexpected places, amidst odd circumstances and strange chaos." ~~LM ❤️

The Unseen Guest

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Thu, 28 Nov 2024 04:21:39 GMT

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“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; His love endures forever."

Psalm 107:1 NIV

Thanksgiving. The day when the kitchen becomes a Bedlam Bonanza, the turkey somehow takes center stage like a celebrity in a featherless tuxedo, and everyone’s stomach growls like an impatient lion waiting to feast. Yet somehow, in the midst of flour-dusted counters and the sweet smell of pumpkin pie, there’s love happening.

Throughout the day, we giggle as the toddlers wear mashed potatoes like war paint. We coax a smile from the lone teenager glued to their phone—because deep down, they want to be part of the chaos (even if they won’t admit it). We play Nerf tag with the restless pre-teens, just to remind them adults can still win ... sometimes.

And sure, the oven timers will beep out of sync, the dinner rolls might end up a little toasty, and someone may or may not drop the ham onto the floor. Okay, so that happened. But isn’t that the beauty of it all? Thanksgiving isn’t about a picture-perfect table—it’s about messy, beautiful togetherness. It's about being thankful for everything, and at the heart of it all stands a bigger truth: Jesus. He’s the head of this feast, the unseen Guest who ties every bite of pie, every giggle, every hug, and every "I love you" together.

Our God's grace and love overflows—not just our plates.

So, as we laugh, share, and savor the food (and maybe fight over the last piece of salvaged ham), let’s pause to remember what we are really celebrating. It’s not the turkey on the table or the football on TV or the kids turning cartwheels in the livingroom. Nope, but those are wonderful things too. It’s all about being thankful for God’s unconditional love and for the blessing of sharing another year with family.

Precious one, God’s love reminds us that life doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful. Our family, like the meal, is made up of many elements—each bringing its own flavor. Some days, it’s sweet and smooth like pie filling; other days, it’s bumpy and lumpy like mashed potatoes. But today? Thanksgiving is not about perfection—it’s about presence.

It’s about love.

It’s about Jesus—the unseen Guest. “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever” (Psalm 107:1 NIV).

Heavenly Father,
My heart overflows with thankfulness today. Within the mess, the noise, and the beautiful chaos, I thank You for the gift of family. I thank You for the love that binds us, for laughter that heals, and for grace that protects. You’ve given me and my loved ones more than we deserve ... You've given us the gift of Your Son, Jesus. Lord, You are so good, and Your love endures forever. In Jesus' name. Amen.

May you all have a Happy Thanksgiving.

❤️God Bless❤️

The Bold Heart

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 19 Nov 2024 03:30:04 GMT

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“And Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, "Oh, that You would bless me indeed,
and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me,

and that You would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain!"

1 Chronicles 4:10 NKJV

Let’s talk about Jabez. He’s not a headline act in the Bible—no burning bush, no slaying of giants, no parting of seas, no fiery furnace, no lion's den. In fact, Jabez's story is buried within a long list of names in 1 Chronicles. Yet, despite his brief mention, Jabez stands out for one bold and heartfelt prayer.

As we slip into Jabez's sandals, we find out the Bible doesn’t give us much information. We learn his name means "pain" or "sorrow," which suggests he came into the world with a bit of a rough start. His mother literally named him "pain." Imagine living with that! However, instead of letting his name or circumstances define him, Jabez turned to God with one simple but profound request: “Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me, and that You would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain!" (1 Chronicles 4:10 NKJV).

What’s so remarkable here is Jabez’s approach to God. He didn’t ask timidly; he went boldly, asking for blessing, for growth, for God’s protection, and God would keep him from evil and he would not cause pain. Guess what? God granted his request. Jabez teaches us it's okay to ask God for big things, even when we feel small, overlooked, or unworthy. Jabez did not let his circumstances define him, nor did he believe that his life had to be limited by the name or label he’d inherited. Remarkable, right?

Jabez’s prayer wasn’t just about expanding his land; nope. It was a request for a life that stretched beyond his circumstances. His story reminds us that when we pray with a genuine heart—seeking His guidance and blessing—God listens. Jabez asked for more than he had—and he received it! Why? Because he trusted God’s goodness over his own limitations.

Precious one, don’t be afraid to ask God for more. Not more stuff, but more impact, more growth, and more of His presence. If God answered Jabez, He can and will answer you. Sometimes all it takes is a bold prayer and the courage to believe that God’s plans are bigger than our names, our titles, or our pasts.

Heavenly Father,

I come to You with a bold heart. Enlarge my territory and use my life for Your purposes. Keep Your hand upon me, protect me from harm, and free me from any pain that holds me back. I trust in Your goodness and ask for Your blessing. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What "territory" in your life would you like to see God expand?
What holds you back from praying boldly like Jabez did?

"God specializes in turning little into limitless." ~~LM

Cast Your Seed of Hope

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 06 Nov 2024 00:30:52 GMT

“And seek the peace of the city where I have caused you to be carried away captive,

and pray to the Lord for it, for in its peace you will have peace.”

Jeremiah 29:7 (NKJV)

Election day is here, and as Americans, we are given a precious opportunity to steward our voice through voting. Yes, the lines may be long and the wait may be trying, but casting your vote is an act of care for your community, your nation, and the world around you. It’s like planting a seed of hope in the soil of democracy.

So, as we stand in line, it can feel like we carry the weight of history with us. We shuffle forward, inch by inch, just as the Israelites moved slowly and steadily toward their promised land—with purpose in every step. We patiently wait for our turn and hold our plastic ballot like a shepherd’s staff. Even though we are just one person, one vote, one voice in a vast crowd, remember this: each drop of rain fills a mighty river.

Therefore, as we stand within the voting booth and insert our identity card into the machine, think of it as a small sacrifice—a piece of yourself invested in the future. You’re not just tapping squares with your stylus. No, not at all. You are casting a prayer for a nation in need of help, guidance, and security.

Precious one, as you cast your ballot, know you are joining a million other voices. People just like you who are hoping, praying, and believing in the power of “we the people.” S0, as you step away from the ballot box and place that little “I Voted” sticker on your chest, wear it like a badge of honor. That small, sticky symbol is a reminder that you’ve fulfilled your responsibility not just as a citizen of this nation, but as a steward of God’s gifts.

You see, in a world that often feels out of our control, voting is one way to stand firm and make an honest difference. It’s a way to "seek peace in the city where He has placed you, and to pray to the Lord for it, for in its peace you will have peace” (Jeremiah 29:7 NKJV). God has given each one of us a voice ... use it freely and honestly. Cast your seed of hope with love.

Heavenly Father,

As I step forward in faith and cast my vote, may You unite every heart with love and hope and peace for our nation. Guide our leaders with divine wisdom, so that every decision made serves Your greater plan for our world. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

What small, everyday actions can you do to be a steward of God’s gifts in your community?
Do you have specific hopes and prayers for our nation?

"May we always plant seeds of hope for tomorrow."~~LM

**Jeremiah 29:7 "I" to "He modified by author**

Pause and Pray

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 25 Sep 2024 10:40:58 GMT

This devotion is dedicated to all those affected by Hurricane Helene. May you find strength and comfort in God's presence during this difficult time.
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"Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."

(Psalm 46:10 NKJV)

It’s 6:30 in the morning, and the world outside is already humming with activity. Car horns blare, a train rumbles in the distance, and school buses begin their rounds. As you stand in the kitchen, watching the coffee maker, your mind races through the day’s to-do list. In that moment, your phone buzzes—work emails, messages from friends, a dentist appointment for the kids, a meeting at nine. And do I even mention the bold headlines describing our world’s chaos? Ugh. It's all so overwhelming—like life is demanding more than you can give.

Yet, in that moment, a soft tug on your heart whispers, "Pause and pray." You glance out the window and see a bird perched on a nearby branch, utterly unbothered by the noise around it. This little bird offers a simple reminder: peace is possible, even in the chaos. You set your phone down, close your eyes, and take a deep breath.

In that small act of stillness, you remember God’s invitation to rest in His presence. He calls to you, even in the midst of the busyness, offering a place of refuge. In this space, your struggles aren’t forgotten or trivialized—they are seen and cared for. You are not a weary traveler shouting into the void. You, my friend, are a child cradled in the warmth of God’s love, where your needs are heard, and your desires known.

The Father longs for us to release our worries, doubts, and anxieties. He desires for our weary spirit to lay everything at His feet. And while in His presence, He calls us to "Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth" (Psalm 46:10 NIV). So, during times of profound busyness, social mayhem, and national turmoil, take a moment to pause and pray.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for Your constant presence and the peace You offer, even in life’s busiest moments. I’m grateful that I can be still and know You are God—know You are there. Thank You for being my refuge and strength. I praise You for Your unfailing grace and sovereignty. In Jesus name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Challenge yourself daily to pause in the middle of your busyness and seek God’s peace.
What are some small moments of stillness or beauty, like the bird in the devotion, that you can focus on to remind yourself of God's presence?

"Peace is possible, even in the chaos" ~~LM

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Telescope Your Heart

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 18 Sep 2024 01:28:48 GMT

"Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves."

Romans 12:10 NIV

Are there any unresolved conflicts with people in your life? Do you have expectations of how they will react when you see them?

Whether those expectations are positive or negative, your responsibility is to love people and honor them above yourself. That, my friend, is no small task. Especially if the circumstance is far from ideal or if the person is difficult to love. Ultimately, it's hard to set aside our feelings, to push past what feels unfair or unresolved, don't you think?

So, let's slip into Paul's sandals. He made it a point of trying to understand other's perspectives, even when they stood opposed to him. Paul knew by seeing the world through their eyes—whether it was King Agrippa or the guards or the people he taught the gospel to—he could better represent Christ to them. Like a master craftsman studying his materials, Paul realized that knowing the heart of others gave him the tools to share God's love more effectively. The same works for us.

Our lives, weren't designed to orbit around ourselves.

However, as we mature in our Christian walk, we start to realize we're not the center of the universe. Life isn't always about "me" (which is crazy when you're the youngest sibling like "me" … just saying). The fact is: the tighter we cling to self-centeredness, the smaller our world becomes.

On the other hand, when we let go of our fixation on pronouns like “I” and “me,” we gain greater freedom from our Adamic nature. It's like looking through a telescope: the closer we look, the more we see beyond ourselves—the intricate details of the stars, the grandeur of a galaxy, the magnificence of a Milky Way, even the remarkable rings of Saturn.

So today, let’s use our inner telescope and focus on seeing the best in people. Toss those conflicts into the air and let them spiral to the ground like spiritual confetti. "Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves" (Romans 12:10 NIV), and extend to others the benefit of the doubt. Not only will we gain a better perspective, but we'll represent Christ in a more authentic way. Isn't that what life is all about, or better yet, isn't that what our world truly needs? Love!

Heavenly Father,

When things feel unresolved, help me not to hold onto the hurt. Soften my heart and open my eyes to truly see things from the other person’s perspective. Let my inner telescope focus on the good in them—the beauty You’ve placed in each of us. I want to love deeply and honor others, even when it’s hard, just as Jesus taught us. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

How does loving and honoring someone above yourself represent Christ?
How would your life change if you consistently looked for the best in others rather than focusing on faults or flaws?
How would our world change if everybody showed love and consistently looked for the best in everyone?

"Everything shifts with heartfelt perspective." ~~LM

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Cotton Candy Lane

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 10 Sep 2024 00:31:47 GMT

“In this world, you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."
John 16:33 NKJV

A friend once asked, "If God rules the universe, why does He allow bad things to happen? Why are there diseases, conflicts, and deceit ... hardships in marriages and jealousy in the workplace? Why do politicians, the corporate world, even people in the ministry feel the need to steal the rungs from someone else's ladder? And wars, why do we have senseless wars?” As my friend hurled each 'why' at me, I scrambled for an answer, and despite it all, the drawers of my mind flew open and slammed shut, each one as empty as the last.

I could relate. The questions were legitimate and have plagued humanity since the dawn of time. The Bible makes it clear life isn't always a stroll down Cotton Candy Lane. Sad but true. You see, we are physical beings navigating through a broken world, easily swayed by earthly desires.

The Bible holds stories filled with flawed individuals grappling with free will. For instance, Sarah’s envy toward Hagar wove strife within her family. Joseph’s brothers, driven by jealousy, spun dark deeds against him. Let's not forget David's sin with Bathsheba, Samson's downfall, or the beheading of John the Baptist. Talk about revealing the murky depths of human nature. Yet, amid these stories of bad choices, suffering, and struggles, there stands Jesus—God in the flesh—perfect and sinless. You see, Jesus healed the sick, loved the broken, and confronted corruption. Still, He faced unimaginable sufferings.

Why?

Why does God allow bad things to happen? Is it our choices? Our Adamic nature? Our freewill? I don’t really know, especially when you realize bad things can and do happen to good people. God has a reason for it all. So, with that being said, what I do know: Jesus is the epitome of love and goodness. He bled and died on the cross for our sins, rose from the grave three days later, and walked back into the world to preach and teach the Gospel. Our beautiful God sees the bigger picture. He sees the "why" of things and knows the end before we do. Until we begin to see ourselves and the world through the lens of the Holy Spirit, we will remain disoriented, confused, even frustrated and tormented by life's trials.

Beloved, read God's Word, pray for wisdom and clarity. So, whether life has you standing at the intersection of Cotton Candy Lane and Grimstone Boulevard, let God's will guide your steps in faith and allow His Spirit to lead and enlighten your choices. Jesus promises us: "In this world, you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world" (John 16:33 NKJV). Dear friend, this reigning promise is the answer to every "why" imaginable.

Heavenly Father,
I may not always understand the "whys" of life's challenges, but I trust You are with me. Just as You were with Jesus on Calvary Hill from which the miracle of salvation emerged. Bless me with the strength and wisdom to follow Your plan and allow me to always remember that You have overcome the world. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

When facing challenges, how can you remind yourself of Jesus' assurance that He has "overcome the world"?
How does free will shape your choices in a broken world?

"When your Cotton Candy Lane turns into Grimstone Boulevard, trust God through it all." ~~LM

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Light of Life

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 27 Aug 2024 16:43:58 GMT

"I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness,

but will have the light of life."

John 8:12 NIV

Our life unfolds like ripples of water—mysterious and unpredictable. We never know where our emotions may lead. Sometimes they surge like waves crashing against the shore, and other times, they bask in the warmth of a sunset. Naturally, we prefer the warmth over the crash, right?

But when the crash occurs and the anger simmers or hypocrisies surface or we grumble with envy, where do we turn? Do we spiral out of control and try to navigate through the turbulent waters—alone? That's like rowing an old-fashioned boat with a broken oar—extremely trying, yet futile.

Thankfully, there's a power greater than ourselves—a beacon of hope stationed within the chaos. Jesus Christ. You see, he is our lighthouse, a light of life, guiding us through those unpredictable waves. His presence can lift even the most battered and tattered of souls.

So, when we're overwhelmed by the tempest of our thoughts, turn to him for refuge. Our human nature, tainted by the legacy of Adam and Eve, will always gravitate toward darkness. So, don't let the unchecked anger, jealousy, or even an ill-speaking tongue lead to a major downfall.

Beloved, it's a constant battle and one that requires spiritual fortitude and divine intervention. He is the only thing that can help us halt the waves and control the tide. You see, as Jesus reminds us, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life" (John 8:12 NIV). He is our lighthouse—steadfast and constant. He'll guide us through every mysterious and unpredictable wave that crashes onto our shoreline of life.

Heavenly Father,

When my oars are useless and the storms of life hit, remind me to turn to You, my steadfast lighthouse. Guide me through the darkness, calm my restless heart, and help me trust Your light. Fill me with peace, strength, and hope, so that I may reflect Your love to the world. In Jesus Name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks Challenge

What emotions or thoughts feel like "crashing waves" in your life right now, and how are you handling them?
How can prayer and worship help you keep Jesus’ light shining in your heart, even when the world around you feels dark?

When the oars break and the waves crash, you are never alone. ~~LM

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The Ooey-Gooey of Doing Good

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 20 Aug 2024 17:06:42 GMT

"Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."

Galatians 6:9 NIV

Doing good isn’t always about the grand gesture of the moment or standing center stage for all to see. Sometimes, it’s about the quiet work happening deep inside of us. It’s about who we are—our character, our heart, and our willingness to love like Jesus. Think of a day where life cocooned you in a cozy, emotional blanket. You know, a day when your heart felt all warm and fuzzy, like someone added an extra dash of sugar to your soul.

Those are the moments when you look at the world through God-loving glasses—ready to see the needs around you and, more importantly, ready to "do good." And "doing good" doesn't have to mean moving mountains or parting seas. Nope. Sometimes, it’s as simple as offering a smile to a stranger or holding the door for a tired mom juggling five kids, diaper bags, and a whole lot of patience. Maybe it’s helping an elderly neighbor unload groceries from their car, or just sitting quietly with a troubled and lonely teenager. These small, everyday acts of kindness may seem like nothing, but they ripple out in ways we may never fully understand.

You see, these beautiful moments are often born without fanfare. They aren’t done for applause or recognition. And that’s okay because the real ooey-gooey happens in our hearts—when God whispers and we respond. It’s not about being seen or praised; it’s about being present to love. It's about noticing the need and letting our hearts answer the call, simply because ... well, because we desire to help.

And let’s be honest—sometimes we don’t fully understand that ooey-gooey, warm-fuzzy feeling that swells in our chests when we "do good." It’s an indescribable mix of joy, peace, and a little bit of wonder, like something bigger than us is at work. That’s the Holy Spirit moving through us, lighting up our lives as we share God’s love with others. Jesus lived this way every single day—teaching, showing, and expressing love in ways big and small. His life was a masterpiece of goodness, and we’re invited to do the same, even in our simplest actions.

So, dear one, never grow tired of doing good. Some days, it may feel like your kindness goes unnoticed, like your efforts don’t matter. But ... " Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up" (Galatians 6:9 NIV) . May we always remember to trust and know that our God sees every goodness, even in the smallest of acts.

Heavenly Father,

I pray You fill my heart with Your love and kindness. Help me to see the needs of others through Your eyes and respond with compassion. Guide me to do good, even in the smallest of ways, and remind me that every act of love reflects Your grace. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Think of a moment when someone showed you an unexpected kindness. How did that impact your day, your mood, or even your relationship with God?
When was the last time you felt an "ooey-gooey" warmth from doing something kind for someone else?

"Goodness isn’t just what we do—it’s who we are." ~~LM

Peaceful Hearts Sail Strong

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 13 Aug 2024 12:01:42 GMT

"A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones."
Proverbs 14:30 NIV

In life’s vast ocean, we all navigate through waves of challenges and currents of emotions. Proverbs 14:30 paints a vivid picture: "A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones" (NIV). All things considered, the choice is ours: live or rot ... sink or swim. Your choice.

Close your eyes and envision yourself in a boat, rocked by the violent swells of a turbulent sea. When waves of envy hit the sides, it pokes holes in the vessel. As your envy grows for what someone else has, those holes widen, and soon the boat begins to take on water. The weight of envy drags your spirit down, down, down into the murky depths of the sea.

However, we have an alternative. A heart at peace is like a sturdy ship, sailing confidently amidst the waves. It’s not that we won’t have storms. Nor will we always experience clear sailing. But just as a lighthouse guides ships to safety, our heart becomes a beacon. With our mind centered on God, we're given a chance to radiate calm and infuse peace into every fiber of our being.

Imagine the contrast: the sinking ship weighed down by envy versus the buoyant vessel uplifted by peace. One leads to darkness and decay, the other to life and vitality. Beloved, it's not about who reaches the destination first or who has the grandest vessel. It's about the journey, about sailing strong, and about lessons learned. Navigate your heart to swim in love and live in peace.

Heavenly Father,

Grant me a heart of peace and contentment, free from envy and strife. Help me embrace tranquility and let go of resentment. Allow the holy spirit within me to reflect Your grace and spread Your love to those around me. In Jesus' precious name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Can you identify moments when envy has poked holes in your "vessel"? What steps can you take to repair those holes and restore peace in your heart?
Reflect on the metaphor of the sturdy ship. How can you strengthen your spiritual "vessel" to better withstand the challenges and emotions you encounter?

"Peace is not the absence of storms, but the ability to sail strong with an unburdened heart." ~~LM

The Divine Puzzle

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Sun, 04 Aug 2024 00:48:54 GMT

"Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men."

Matthew 4:19 KJV

Within the puzzle of life's pursuits, amidst the clamor of daily demands, it's easy to lose sight of the higher calling that beckons beyond the mundane. Our purpose, our "whys" in life, echoes through the corridors of every heart. We chase after meaning and request significance.

Some days we scratch and scale our way up the mountain, some days we shed tears within our valleys, and many days we dance to the joyful rhythm of falling confetti. Still, no matter what kind of day it is, we want to know "why" we exist.

Beloved, we have a purpose, and there are answers to the whys.

Let's hop on a wave and head to the Sea of Galilee. We see a bustling marketplace filled with voices overlapping the chaotic symphony of what might be the ancient side of modern living. Amidst all that noise stands Jesus. His eyes are ablaze with purpose as he spots two brothers—Simon called Peter and Andrew, his brother casting a net into the sea. With a gentle yet resolute call, Jesus says to them: " Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men"
(Matthew 4:19 KJV).

Right there, in that moment, the epitome of life's ultimate purpose unfolds—Jesus. This extraordinary man never pursued temporal pleasures. He never chased after material wealth. Not at all. More than likely, when he needed new sandals, he didn't search for a trendy marketplace. Nope. It's likely he crafted them himself ... just saying.

You see, Jesus was a carpenter. He dedicated his days to woodworking; yet, his teachings and spiritual essence elevated him to a higher plane of existence. His earthly labor was but a means to the missing puzzle piece for which the complexity of redemption unfolds and eternal significance begins. He is our answer to every why known to mankind. Jesus is the vessel through which divine purpose flows.

Precious one, our Savior is our purpose. He is our why. So, strap on your sandals and heed the ancient call that echoes inside the pages of life. Follow Him, and He will guide you to become a fisher of souls, fitting you perfectly into the divine puzzle of His greater plan.

Heavenly Father,
In moments when my life feels like a long-lost puzzle piece, grant me the strength to stand firm in Your grace. Let my heart and mind be unwavering in its purpose to serve You, and may I dedicate myself to becoming a fisher of souls. In Jesus' precious name, Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Does your life sometimes feel like an unsolved puzzle? If so, how can you seek God's guidance to find the missing pieces?
I challenge you to use your talents and skills to serve others and spread God's word.

Faith in the Fog

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 05 Jul 2024 12:32:09 GMT

"It is of the Lord's mercies, that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness."

Lamentations 3:22-23 KJV

Life is full of struggles. We suffer. We hurt. We go through trials that whisk us down unexpected alleys, transport us onto perilous highways, or even take us for a rollercoaster without a seatbelt. During those moments, lifting our hands to the sky and praising our Creator can be a challenge. Instead, we wipe away frustrated teardrops and search for a tiny glimmer of hope hiding in the stormy sky.

As life would have it, we know Divine comfort is out there. It could be in the gentle whisper of the wind, or it could be as blatant as a neon sign in the dark alley. Doesn't really matter. We want comfort. We need help. We want something--anything. If we look hard enough, listen close enough—I mean, really squint our eyes and open our hearts and minds—we'll discover even in the darkest and most despairing moments, there is a lamp of hope waiting.

God's unconditional love and His unwavering grace illuminates our path. You see, our God is merciful. He is willing to use any method necessary to showcase His magnificence in order to help us through our circumstance. He has no problem interrupting our life to draw us closer to Him.

Dear one, our Jesus struggled—and that is stating it mildly. He faced doubts, desertion, agony, denial, loneliness. Judas betrayed him. Peter denied him three times. Peter also, along with the other disciples, fell asleep while they were supposed to pray for Jesus.

Our Savior fought (mentally and physically) an excruciating battle while carrying and dragging the rugged cross to Calvary's Hill. Throughout his life, Jesus experienced a full-range of human emotions and struggles. The difference? Jesus had faith in his Father—our God.

If we allow faith to intercede our negative circumstances, we begin to understand and see how God uses our problems, our situations, to glorify His name. To us, the images may be foggy, but to God, He always sees what we cannot. He peers through the mist and lays claim to every soul in need of His help to further his work for His kingdom.

Beloved, let's raise our lamp of faith high and give praise to the One who genuinely cares and truly knows us. When despair darkens our path, let His mercy illuminate our steps. When our faith travels through the fog and all hope seems lost … "It is of the Lord's mercies, that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness" (Lamentations 3:22-23 KJV).

Heavenly Father,

Open my heart and mind that I may see your abundant mercies and loving grace. When I stand alone and afraid, strip me of all fears and wrap me in your all-consuming compassion. Light my path. Great is thy faithfulness. Great are your mercies. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

When life feels overwhelming and hope seems distant, where do you typically seek reassurance and strength?
In what ways can you cultivate a habit of lifting your hands in praise, even during the darkest moments? How might this change your perspective on your challenges?

Seventy Times Seven

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 29 May 2024 12:01:31 GMT

Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven.”

Matt 18:22 NKJV

Forgiving can be one of the most difficult challenges a person faces. If we allow (and notice, I say allow) negative thoughts to dominate our minds, it becomes incredibly hard to open the gate to forgiveness. In the Bible, Peter asked Jesus, “Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? Up to seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven” (Matt 18:21-22 NKJV). That is a lot of forgiveness, a lot of apologies, and a ton of praying for some much-needed grace.

Beloved, our thoughts run our life and ultimately control our heart. If we are to embrace forgiveness, we must be vigilant gatekeepers of our minds. Forgiveness is a choice, a conscious decision to release the hold of resentment. It is also an act of grace that mirrors the boundless forgiveness we receive from God.

Jesus’ actions showed us that forgiveness isn’t a mere act of repetition; it’s a profound transformation of the soul, a daily practice of “seventy times seven.” Jesus teaches us to forgive and to keep forgiving so that we can’t remember how many times we have forgiven.

When negativity stagnates its heavy hand on our spirit, remember Jesus liberates us with an infinite amount of unconditional love and unyielding grace. You see, Jesus, didn’t just preach forgiveness. He lived and breathed it. Beloved, let us hold fast to this truth and let our hearts overflow with God’s grace. For it is through this grace we find the strength to forgive, again and again, “seventy times seven.”

Heavenly Father,
You are gracious. Your mercy has no end. Your forgiveness is greater than all my sins, every last one of them. Lord, I am so grateful for the holy spirit during the days when forgiving does not come easy, when apologies are few. May You always help me find the positivity I need to be kind, tenderhearted, and always, always forgiving. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Think back to a time when you forgave someone who hurt you. How did your act of forgiveness change your heart and mindset?
In what ways do you practice forgiveness? Do you bite your tongue or clench your teeth to stop the hurtful words from exploding? Been there. Or do you pray for the much-needed grace to find the strength to forgive "seventy times seven?" Been there, also. (If you have a moment, leave a comment below and share your wisdom on forgiveness...thank you.)

Battling Bitterness

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Mon, 20 May 2024 23:24:18 GMT

"Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamor, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as
God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."
Eph. 4:31-32 KJV

Bitterness is a heavy burden, and like a flesh-eating piranha, eats away at the core of our heart. Ouch. It's a cruel wrongness that gnaws at our soul and steals our peace. At some point in our lives, we all experience this complex emotion, and how we choose to navigate through it is crucial. Our Adamic nature wants to lash out. Of course, this allows anger and malice to take control.

Beloved, have you ever tried paddling up a waterfall? No? Good, because that would be useless and exhausting. Much like the force of bitterness, the negative emotions drag us down, down, down. Without spiritual control and reliance on Jesus Christ, we'll crash against the rocks at the base of the waterfall—repeatedly. However, with faith and persistence, we can sail through life's turbulent water and steer the boat toward calmer shores—but it takes unwavering dedication and self-discipline.

Spiritual control is the anchor in these stormy seas. By focusing on positive thoughts and praying for guidance from Jesus through the Holy Spirit, we can rise above the temptations of anger, pride, and jealousy. This will “Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamor, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you" (Ephesians 4:31-32 KJV ). God's grace is the life raft that keeps us afloat and provides wisdom and courage to navigate the rough waters.

Precious One, holding onto bitterness is never justified. Never. This emotion imprisons our heart, padlocks our joy, and darkens any kind of hope God intends to grace us with. Let's embrace His grace and let go of the bitterness. Trust in His love, seek His guidance, and allow Him to fill your heart with peace and forgiveness. God's personal love and power are the only ways to tame this flesh-eating monster.

Heavenly Father,
When it comes to dealing with bitterness, I'll put my faith in You. Allow me to turn my target of wrath away from the object and pray for Your wisdom and peace. Help me see You in all things, and may my thoughts, words, and deeds glorify Your name, In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

How has harboring bitterness affected your peace and happiness in the past?
What steps can you take to replace bitterness with kindness and forgiveness in your daily interactions?

Gentle Nudges and Subtle Whispers

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 15 May 2024 18:26:38 GMT

“I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstance.”
Philippians 4:11 NIV

Can we ever genuinely be content amidst the restlessness of our earthly limitations? Perhaps contentment lingers in the heartbeat of a hug, maybe it’s hidden within the shadows of life, or finds sanctuary within the very essence of our being. Throughout life, we seek not only to find our true self but also to discover inner peace.

Contentment is indeed the most beautiful road to walk; yet sadly, it is the least traveled. However, if we are mindful of God’s gentle nudges and His subtle whispers, He’ll show us the key to a life of serenity and fulfillment. It may not be easy, but without contentment or the secret to gaining inner peace, life has no purpose. In its absence, we teeter between fake smiles and frowns, stagnant fun and misery, ho-hum happiness and anger. The emotional ups and downs, my friend, mirrors Peter's steps toward Jesus on the stormy Sea of Galilee.

However, we’ll talk about Peter another time. Right now, let’s step into Paul’s sandals. This man held the spiritual tool for happiness and peace. He never allowed his grim circumstances to control his contented demeanor. Instead, Paul anchored his entire existence to the hem of God’s unwavering love. He mentally merged his contentedness and happiness with faith and hope. Smart guy, right?

When dark days multiplied, Paul brightened his attitude from within and found his spiritual strength through Jesus. Was it easy? Probably not. Paul had endured some extreme hardships; still, he knew he could conquer all things through Christ.

Paul immersed his whole heart, mind, and soul within the true spiritual essence of Jesus’ strength. In a letter, Paul writes: “I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation….” (Philippians 4:11-12a-b NIV). Paul uses the word "learned" twice, and the second time, he says "learned the secret." These incredible verses pop, don't they?

Beloved, despite Paul’s trials and tribulations, he discovered the secret strength Jesus embodied during his earthly journey. As Paul’s entire being merged with God’s unconditional love, Paul’s unwavering faith and hope latched on to Jesus’ strength and never let go—not once. When God’s gentle nudges and subtle whispers surround us, grab hold and learn the secret strength of being truly content. Once you discover inner peace and God's purpose for your life, earthly limitations fade into insignificance.

Heavenly Father,
Bless me with Your strength when life’s purpose becomes dim. Help me hear each subtle whisper and feel each gentle, heartfelt nudge from You. Teach me the secret to finding true contentment deep within my soul. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

How do you think faith and hope connect with feeling content?
Have you ever experienced within your heart a God moment, a God nudge, or a God whisper? How might that help you feel more content?

The Verbal Pitchfork

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 07 May 2024 12:35:26 GMT

“Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone."

Colossians 4:6 NIV

It happens to the best of us. What starts as a harmless conversation quickly spirals out of control. Before you know it, a tornado of unintended words gathers momentum and whirls into a freefall. Maybe it was a casual disagreement, maybe it started as fun banter, maybe emotions hit their limit, or perhaps life simply veered in the wrong direction. Regardless, something hit a nerve root and the verbal pitchfork triggered mayhem.

Once angry words springboard off the tongue and through the lips, no amount of damage control can erase their harmful impact. None. When we allow the verbal pitchfork to take control, sadly, it can shred the most calloused heart and destroy the most vulnerable.

However, with God’s guidance, we can manage the intensity of those fiery words. We need only take a deep breath, say a silent prayer, and listen with our whole heart and mind for God’s wisdom. The Holy Spirit within will calm the chaos and triumph over that menacing pitchfork.

In the Bible (Matthew 26:69-75), Peter has his own issues containing his livid language. First off, he denies knowing Jesus, not once, not twice, but three times. Secondly, he even curses and swears while emphasizing his denial of our Lord. Whoa. The incident illustrates how Peter struggled with his words, especially under pressure or fear. However, after Jesus’ resurrection, Peter undergoes a transformation and becomes a prominent leader in the early Christian church and known for his preaching, teaching, and writings. Through Peter’s faithfulness to God and the guidance of the Holy Spirit, he learns to let his conversations be full of grace.

Beloved, the Lord desires to … “Let your conversation always be full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone” (Colossians 4:6 NIV). Peter’s transformation illuminates the power of God’s grace in changing hearts and behaviors. The Almighty can do the same for us. Let’s strive to be better listeners during those stormy moments. Let’s reach out to the One who can calm the tornado and dull the pitchfork.

Heavenly Father,
I thank you for being my God, and as I reach out to You, I praise you for the Holy Spirit who lives within me and offers me wisdom to heed Your word. Lord, season my words with grace and bring understanding and enlightenment to those around me. You are in control of it all. May my words reflect Your love and guide others closer to You. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Reflect on a recent conversation that spiraled unexpectedly. What triggered the escalation, and how did you respond in the heat of the moment?
Consider a time when you’ve witnessed the impact of hurtful words, either from yourself or someone else. How did it affect the relationship or the atmosphere of the situation? Who did you turn to after the encounter?

Purpose In Every Color

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Sat, 04 May 2024 14:37:13 GMT

“The Lord has made everything for His purpose, even the wicked for the day of trouble.”

Proverbs 16:4 NKJV

In the tranquil recesses of your mind, where dark shadows dance with light, have you ever pondered the difference between right and wrong, good and evil, light and dark? It seems odd to mix the opposites, yet our God weaves every color of thread into life’s design. Even the darkest of the dark has a place at the table. Does the name Judas sound familiar?

Dear friend, when the Light of the World handpicks His colors, He chooses them with unfaltering precision, and we know … “The Lord has made everything for His purpose, even the wicked for the day of trouble” (Proverbs 16:4 NKJV). Now, as unsettling as that verse may sound, a quick look at the news is all it takes to witness the book of Revelation coming to life and God’s all-knowing colors in action.

Therefore, in the same way a skilled artist uses a combination of vibrant and muted tones to create depth in their paintings, our infinite Father shapes the universe with a purpose that extends beyond our limited understanding. For instance, when Jesus walked out of the tomb, our God turned Jesus’ pitch-black brokenness into beauty. When it rained for forty days and forty nights, He transformed the cataclysmic chaos into purpose. Let’s not forget Joseph, whose brothers betrayed him, but the Deliverer turned Joseph’s dismal adversity into a tremendous blessing.

Every life should reflect the glory of the One who weaves the colors of the spectrum into the intricate threads of our existence. We are an integral part of our Redeemer's divine plan. So, while God blends the brightest hues with the darkest shadows, we know that in the end, every color is used to fulfill His eternal purpose. Even Judas held a color within God's spectrum.

Heavenly Father,

I thank You for each color You weave into my life. When the shadows surround me, may You be my fortress. Bless me with the wisdom and clarity of discernment in order to see Your purpose in every color. I am so grateful I am Yours—a child of light. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Have you ever experienced moments where good and evil or light and dark seemed
intertwined? How did this affect your understanding of God’s plan?

2. Reflecting on the examples of Jesus, Noah, and Joseph—how have you seen God turn
brokenness into beauty, chaos into purpose, or adversity into blessings?

Blessed to Wait

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 26 Apr 2024 14:23:08 GMT

"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer."

Romans 12:12 NIV

Have you ever found yourself in the midst of an endless waiting game? You know the feeling—tapping your foot, watching the clock, drumming your fingers. It's like being stuck in a never-ending line at the grocery store, behind someone who's scrambling to find their last dime, with a primed and teary-eyed three-year-old ready to devour a Happy Meal--now! With empathy in your heart and a smile on your face, you hand this person your last five-dollar bill. That, my friend, is a God moment in patience. You've just been blessed to wait.

Waiting. It's not exactly everyone's favorite pastime. Our first instinct is to question why something is taking place. Next, we spring into action, lend a helping hand in hope we can end the problem. Sometimes, our prayer life turns into exactly that. We don't understand why the clock keeps ticking, but the prayer we've prayed for days, months, or often longer continues unanswered.

Throughout our lives, we encounter countless moments of waiting. However, during those moments, we are to "Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer." (Romans 12:12 NIV). That's a tough verse to smile through. God never forgets our wait or our circumstances, but we, as humans, often forget God reigns over every tick-tock of time.

We live in a world that's all about instant gratification. We want what we want, and we want it now. That's the way of the world. However, our God operates in his own time zone. His timeline is not bound by our impatience or our demands for immediate answers. Why? Because our God is always working behind the scenes to bring about His perfect plan in His perfect time.

Dear friends, when our prayers go unanswered or our health isn't exactly what we want it to be, or the person in line scrounges for their last dime, instead of frantically twiddling our thumbs or checking the clock, let's take a cue from Paul and use this time to grow in hope, patience, and faith. Even during the hard times, God blesses us as we wait.

Heavenly Father,

When my toes begin to tap and the clock continues to tick, remind me of Your perfect timing. Help me embrace each frantic moment with an open heart. May every blessed-to-wait moment teach me to be joyful in hope, patience in affliction, and faithful in prayer. Thank you for all that You are and all that You do in my life. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Have you ever experienced a moment where waiting felt like an eternity, yet you found peace in

helping someone else in need?

2. How do you typically react when faced with a situation where you have to wait? Do you find it

challenging? Can you maintain patience? Hope? Faith?

Believing Through the Storm

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 19 Apr 2024 00:16:10 GMT

Jesus said to the father, “If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.” Immediately, the father of the child cried out and said with tears, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
Mark 9:23-24 NKJV

Have you ever found yourself in a perplexing state where you’re torn between belief and unbelief? You stand suspended on a tightrope between two worlds without a safety net. This happens when a situation seems to have no earthly solution. You search for answers but find nothing. You cling to hope, but despair looms large.

For a moment, let’s reflect on the poignant exchange between Jesus and a father grappling to believe as he sought healing for his demon-possessed son. " Jesus said to the father, ‘If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes. Immediately, the father of the child cried out and said with tears, ‘Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!’” (Mark 9:23-24 NKJV) Every parent can empathize with the anguish and desperation etched in this father’s heart.

Believing in God’s ability to orchestrate miracles often feels a bit like anticipating the sight of a double rainbow, maybe a triple rainbow. We cling to the belief of witnessing the vibrant pastel hues of a twin bridge arcing across the sky after a fierce storm. Yet, deep down, our unbelief sometimes overshadows this anticipation and casts uncertainty on the likelihood of such a magnificent spectacle.

Miracles happen, often when we least expect them, and present-day miracles are God’s specialty. He doesn’t require us to move mountains or part the Red Sea or build an ark. Although, that would be wonderful if we could, right? Instead, God desires us to cultivate genuine heartfelt belief, even if it’s as small as a mustard seed. Beloved, you can believe Jesus balances on that tightrope with you; he’s also your safety net.

Heavenly Father.
When circumstances go beyond human reasoning, bless me with those ancient words of “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief.” I praise you for the tightrope moments. I thank you for all the present-day miracles you have blessed me with, and I am ever so grateful to know and believe that no matter my circumstances, You are my safety net.

In Jesus’ name. Amen .

Spiritual Sparks:
1. Have you ever felt torn between belief and unbelief in your own life?
2. Have you ever experienced a miracle or unexpected moment of grace?

In the Shadow of the Eclipse

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 16 Apr 2024 13:48:08 GMT

"Watch therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour in which the Son of Man is coming."
Matthew 25:13 NKJV

Last week, the word “eclipse” echoed throughout the world and captivated the attention of millions. It was as if the eclipse embodied a person, and had that been the case, its presence would have raked in billions and seized control of the stock market. In fact, it pulled in a sizable amount of money and left a tangible imprint on the dollar bill.

The eclipse loomed large and in charge, prompting a flurry of activity. Schools closed, people called off work, and eclipse parties were prepared for fun. Stores capitalized on the event by selling eclipse-themed t-shirts and goodies, parking lots suddenly charged for eclipse parking, while hotels quickly filled with guests. I even spotted a digital road sign on a major route that flashed: Slow. Eclipse. Heavy traffic.

Throughout the celebrated day, a friend and I texted back and forth. As our texting drew to an end, she texted this: “Would that the world would get prepared for something much more spectacular, THE RAPTURE!!!” My eyes locked on that sentence, and in the shadow of the eclipse, my phone emanated an undeniable truth. Someday the spectacular will happen. When? No one knows, but we need to be prepared.

You see, unlike the eclipse, where scientists mapped out the sun and the moon's path of totality to the extreme second, no one knows the date or the time when our Lord will appear. No one. However, as believers we must prepare and "Watch therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour in which the Son of Man is coming" (Matthew 25:13 NKJV).

Dear friend, I understand the eclipse was a one-time thing. I really do. I watched it, and while witnessing God's power and handiwork of Him sliding the moon in front of the sun, it not only gave me goosebumps, but it clearly confirmed and declared His omnipotent and omnipresent authority over the earth. So, when Jesus decides to rapture his church, that, my friend, is a path of totality you won't want to miss. Beloved, listen closely, God's appearance will be a one-and- only-one-time thing.

Let us all be prepared.

Heavenly Father,

May I forever remain aware and prepared for your triumphant return. Last week when You maneuvered the eclipse with Your omnipotent power, I pray others witnessed Your sovereignty. May this inspire them to draw closer to You and prepare for Your spectacular and glorious return. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Why do we eagerly await and prepare for events such as eclipses, but frequently neglect to
prepare for life-altering events like the rapture?

2. How does the eclipse frenzy reflect our society in comparison to the concept of eternal
life?

Divine Delivery

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 10 Apr 2024 01:25:18 GMT

“Cast your burden on the Lord, and he shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be moved.”
Psalm 55:22 NKJV

For just a moment, imagine your concerns and worries are categorized into a colorful array of emojis and delivered to God’s inbox: DivineDelivery@God.com. Will He reply? Will He add a few heavenly emojis showcasing His sense of humor? Will He deliver a message stating for you to take a left at the next Y in your path. Despite it being 2024, God does not have or ever have an email or an inbox. Probably, a good thing. I mean, let’s be honest, pretty sure not a single soul would want to converse with God through email, right?

The scriptures, in their good-natured way, encourage us to surrender our concerns to God. This assures us He will never simply dismiss our problems with a casual tap of the “delete” button. Instead, it allows you to “Cast your burden on the Lord, and he shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be moved” (Psalm 55:22, NKJV). Love, love that verse. The reassurance of those words is like a powerful, comforting hug to the heart. Something an email couldn't do.

In another verse, Jesus lets us know God will provide all our needs. For instance, in Matthew 6:31-32, Jesus says , “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat? or ‘What shall we drink?’ or What shall we wear?’ ” Beloved, our questions and concerns are not unanswered emails. They aren’t emojis ready to be chosen for a rollercoaster ride into the digital world. Beloved, God knows our needs intimately. He knows our heart.

You see, sometimes our concerns are opportunities for the Divine to showcase His timing, offer His infinite wisdom, and wrap His unconditional love around all who trust and believe in Him. Our concerns add depth and meaning to the grand canvas of eternity. It also paints a picture of trust, surrender, and faith to our omniscient One.

So, when the first drafts of worry and concern overwhelm your surroundings, “cast your burden” and allow God to “sustain you.” He never deletes but will expedite your burdens straight to the top and mark them with a divine seal of heavenly approval, and if He's feeling really giddy that day, He might attach an angelic emoji--just for fun.

H eavenly Father,
As I surrender my worries and concerns into Your hands, I thank You for a peace that surpasses all understanding. I am forever grateful I don’t have to wait for You to read my email. You already know my concerns, my worries, and Your scripture encourages me to cast all my burdens on You. For this reassurance, I am eternally thankful for your unwavering presence. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Considering the reassurance found in Psalm 55:22, how does this verse resonate with you,
especially in times of concern or worry?

2. Just for some weird fun, if you were to email God, what would you write and what kind of
emoji/s would you use?

Our Illuminating Hope

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 02 Apr 2024 23:31:38 GMT

"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." Psalm 119:105 NKJV

Have you ever felt as if you're stumbling in the shadows looking for a glimmer of hope? Well, fear not because the Bible shines brighter than a supernova. Even when our hope feels more like a flicker than flame, God’s brilliance never fades. You see, nothing can impede His righteousness or His glory. As the Psalmist writes, "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path" (Psalm 119:105 KJV). God will shine a beacon of love and goodness over the ocean of our hearts, even in our darkest hour.

Spiritual maturity or stability is not something God simply pours into our beings. As a child of light, we must believe in Him, in all that He is, in all that He can do. We are mere sinners saved by grace. So, when we allow God to work within our hearts and minds, it offers cooperation for His will in our life.

Precious One, God wants to illuminate us with His godly wisdom. Pray for love, patience, and endurance beyond all understanding. Don't pray because you want something, or you think life owes you something. Instead, walk with our God on a path of righteousness. Even though we may stumble, He helps us regain our footing. He has promised to "…establish you, and keep you from evil" (2 Thess 3:3 KJV). And as disorder and wickedness run rampant, our God delivers hope to those in need.

Hope is a divine force. Hope is our powerful God joining His hand with yours during life's darkest moments. God's power is the keeper of our souls, the guardian of our faith. He allows us to feel the intangible and see the invisible. He is our beacon of light, our lamp. Beloved, we never walk alone.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for Your unwavering presence and guidance in my life. Help me lean on your strength and trust in your plan. When times seem dark, I praise You for illuminating my path and filling me with hope and love and faith. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. According to the author, where does our strength and guidance come from during times
of doubt? Do you agree?

2. How does the author characterize hope in relation to God's power?

Nail-pierced Love

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Wed, 27 Mar 2024 20:55:22 GMT

"My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you." John 15:12 NIV

Deep in every heart there is a longing for meaning, a quest for purpose. Love stands as the unbreakable thread that weaves us together. Jesus, in His profound simplicity, captures the essence of His teaching in these words: "Love each other as I have loved you" (John 15:12 NIV)

Love is not a passing feeling, but a deliberate and sacrificial act. Jesus exemplified this beautiful emotion throughout every aspect of his life. You only need to look to the old wooden cross to see the selfless act, to find your purpose, your why in life. Nails never held Jesus to the wood—love did. You see, love has no boundaries. None. Love reaches out to the broken, finds the lost, warms the cold-hearted, and gives hope to the hopeless. Love sees beyond the flaws and embraces it all with endless compassion.

When we look at Jesus's life, we see love in action: His healing touch, His comforting words, His forgiveness even in the face of betrayal. Jesus loved not because it was convenient, but because it was essential.

As devoted followers of Christ, we are called to mirror His love. This is not a selective love that chooses whom we embrace, but a universal love that extends to all, regardless of race, creed, or circumstance. It is a love that seeks to uplift spirits, heal wounds, and restore hope. This kind of Jesus-love fills the air with a sweet fragrance of compassion and understanding.

Yet, loving others as Christ loved us requires a transformation of the heart, a modification so significant it overflows with humility, gentleness, and patience. Let's make it our focus to prioritize the well-being of others by placing their needs far above our own—as Jesus did upon the cross.

Beloved, in a world marked by division and strife, God's mandate remains unchanged: "Love each other as I have loved you." So, as Easter approaches and in the days that follow, may our hearts fully experience, receive, and embrace the nail-pierced love of the One who first loved us .

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for the nail-pierced hands. Allow my heart to overflow with a compassion and a love so powerful that it mirrors the nail-pierced love of Jesus Christ. Thank you, Lord, for Your selfless grace and mercy. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. How does the image of Jesus on the cross, held by love instead of nails, change our
understanding of His love and sacrifice?
2. In what ways can mirroring Christ's love impact our interactions with others?

Palm Sunday Reflection

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 22 Mar 2024 16:44:22 GMT

“Hosanna to the Son of David! ‘Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!’ Hosanna in the highest!” Matthew 21:9 NKJV

As the sun peeked over the horizon, casting a golden hue upon the earth, whispers of anticipation filled the air. It was Palm Sunday, the gateway to Holy Week, where the divine narrative underwent a dramatic twist.

In the distance, a figure approaches, riding on a donkey with the humility of a servant. The crowd erupted into cheers. It was a beautiful blend of faith and hope, crafted with the threads of age-old prophecy. Yet amidst the jubilation, there lingered a sense of mystery, an awareness that something profound was unfolding.

As the procession wound its way through the narrow streets … "the multitudes who went before and those who followed cried out, saying: “Hosanna to the Son of David! ‘Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!’ Hosanna in the highest!” (Matthew 21:9 NKJV) The crowd pressed closer, eager to catch a glimpse of the man they called Messiah.

Our Lord of Lords.

Here was a king unlike any other, whose kingdom was not of this world, but of hearts transformed by grace. His eyes were filled with compassion, and He met each gaze with a silent reassurance of love beyond all measure.

But beneath the surface of jubilation, shadows lurked. Sadly, in the days to come, the same voices who triumphantly exclaimed, "Hosanna" would soon shout "Crucify him." This is the fickle nature of humanity. One moment they are oscillating within the euphoria of spiritual love and the next abandonment to the extreme.

Beloved, on this Palm Sunday, let us bare our hearts before the One who rides into our lives, not on a warhorse, but on a donkey of peace. As we journey with our Lord through the triumph and the trial, may we know that in His story our own life finds its truest meaning.

Heavenly Father,
Thank you for the gift of Your Son, Jesus Christ, who rode into Jerusalem on a donkey, teaching us humility and a love beyond all measure. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. What significance does the humble mode of transportation, a donkey, hold in contrast to the expectations of earthly kingship?
2. Reflecting on the crowd's proclamation of "Hosanna" and the eventual cry of "Crucify him,"
what does this reveal about the fickleness of human nature?

Sunshine Sparkles

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 19 Mar 2024 18:38:09 GMT

"Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you."

Ephesians 4:32 NIV

Showing kindness and compassion toward others is like a warm ray of sunshine gently caressing hearts. However, forgiving someone for their wrongdoings requires an additional level of grace. We are called to treat others with the same grace that God shows us. Although, this can be a bit of a challenge, but with the power of the Holy Spirit, we can overcome these difficulties and transform ourselves.

We've all had encounters at the grocery store, right? Whether it's learning the ins-and-outs of the fickle self-checkout. Or, maybe it's dealing with, well, someone who's being a bit rude in the soup aisle. Here's the thing: I'm minding my own business, when suddenly my cart is rammed by another cart. Granted, the aisle resembles an interstate during 5 o'clock rush hour, and the driver of the other cart looks like she holds a doctorate from Grump Academy.

So, instead of reacting by throwing my soup can at Demolition Derby Lady and shouting, "Catch," I take a breath and respond by sprinkling her with a touch of kindness. I offer a smile so bright it outshines the sun and transforms her stormy demeanor into a sunny day. Thank you, Jesus, for the power of kindness. Walmart radiated a few extra sunshine sparkles that day.

Now, let's talk about forgiveness. We've all been in situations where someone has wronged us, whether it's a friend who forgot to meet you for coffee or a coworker who ate the chocolate chip cookie out of your lunch (seriously, it happens). Instead of harboring resentment like a collector of ancient grudges, why not toss that baggage aside and embrace forgiveness?

Think of forgiveness as hitting the reset button on a relationship. It's like saying, "Hey, I'm wiping the slate clean. Let's start fresh!" It's not always easy, but it's incredibly freeing. Plus, it's a great workout for your spiritual metabolism. (I didn’t need the cookie anyway.)

Beloved, "Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ, God forgave you" (Ephesians 4:32 NIV). Let’s infuse sparkles of sunshine into our kindness and truly forgive others just as God forgave us. After all, life's too short to throw a soup can in aisle A9. But throwing kindness, compassion, and forgiveness, now that's the kind of sunshine we all need.

Heavenly Father,

Amidst bustling aisles and collision-prone carts, grant us the grace to scatter kindness like sparkling sunshine. May our smiles eclipse the sourest of moods, and may forgiveness flow from one heart to another. Help me reflect Your love in this world. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. How do you typically respond to challenging encounters or conflicts in your daily life?

2. How might small acts of grace contribute to a more harmonious and compassionate environment?

I Think Myself Happy

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 15 Mar 2024 16:40:43 GMT

“I think myself happy, King Agrippa, because today I shall answer for myself before you concerning all the things of which I am accused….”

Acts 26:2 NKJV

Paul, while in prison, lived a righteous and godly life by sharing his joy and happiness with everyone. He understood the key to happiness and used it to spread the gospel. Happiness is a daily (temporary) attitude we choose to embrace. Joy is selfless, a spiritual fruit, and constant.

So, let’s take a walk in Paul’s worn-out sandals : You find yourself confined within the cold, dimly lit walls of a prison cell, the clanging of a heavy iron door echoes in your ears, and the damp air partners with the musty scent of dirt. King Agrippa and his court have falsely accused and imprisoned you to two long, agonizing years for a crime you never committed. Not sure about you, but once I conquered my self-pity and mistreatment, I’m pretty sure anger and hostility would summon my inner fire-breathing dragon…just saying.

As time goes by, a glimmer of hope emerges, and you’re given the opportunity to present your side of the story. In this pivotal moment, would the first words to escape your lips be: “I think myself happy, King Agrippa, because today I shall answer for myself before you concerning all the things of which I am accused….” (Acts 26:2 NKJV). Wow. One thing about Paul, he defined the word humble, and I admire that.

Beloved, think about it, Paul wasn’t mad, sad, or disappointed at his incarceration; he never played the victim card. Instead, what does Paul do? He thinks himself happy. What a beautiful gift God gave him, filling every corner of Paul’s heart and soul with joy and happiness. What a beautiful gift of love Paul offered back to God by spreading God’s word.

Precious one, let’s follow Paul’s example and think ourselves happy. People need to hear about Jesus. It is important for them to experience the joy and fulfillment that comes from a relationship with Christ.

H eavenly Father,

As I walk through life's ups and downs, help me to find joy even in the tough times, just like Paul did. Let my happiness show others how amazing it is to be close to You, but also inspire others to discover the joy of knowing You. In Jesus’ name. Ame n.

Spiritual Sparks

1. What does the phrase “I think myself happy” imply about Paul’s mindset and his approach to adversity?

2. Why is the description of Paul’s prison cell important for understanding his daily attitude of happiness to his living conditions?

3. Can you identify any personal experiences where adopting Paul's mindset of happiness and joy could have made a difference in your response to adversity?

The Ominous Cliff

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Fri, 08 Mar 2024 00:52:39 GMT

"What then shall we say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?"
Romans 8:31 KJV

My heart hurts for this world, for the people who have nowhere to turn, for the future that offers a sorrowful basket of dim and dank. Older adults are barely making ends meet. I cringe for the young adults raising a family, oblivious to the hardships and challenges that accompany an economic crisis.

Gas is up to almost four dollars a gallon and in some places higher. Meat and groceries have hit an all-time high. School fees, medical insurance, and pharmaceuticals, well, let's not even discuss those. Our world is slowly snuffing out the life of the dollar bill.

Surviving a governmental financial disaster is like grasping the edge of a cliff during an earthquake. How long can your fingertips grip the ledge before exhaustion takes over and the fall occurs? Only divine intervention can stop the splat of excruciating pain during times of survival.

Beloved, all things considered ... "What then shall we say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?" (Romans 8:31 KJV). Indeed, God is the only one who can offer wisdom and understanding to these things. So, even though the world may seem against us, we have evidence that God is for us: the incredible gift of Jesus Christ.

As the world ages, the method for surviving becomes increasingly difficult. Jesus bore the cross on Calvary for us. For our sins. You see, our faith and belief will overcome that ominous cliff. It can even provide a foothold to propel us up and onto solid ground. So, despite life's sorrowful basket of dim and dank, let us focus on the joyful vision of God's power working through us to sustain and glorify His name.

Heavenly Father,

I praise Your helping hand and the love You show me, no matter who is against me. When my grip grows weary and the earthquake roars, I praise You for lifting my feet onto solid ground. I know You are forever on my side. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. How does God's support change our perspective on how we view tough times and the future?

2. Reflecting on Romans 8:31, what does the metaphor of "grasping the edge of a cliff” represent and how can you apply the concept of faith as an establishing force in your own life?

Timeless Trust

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Sat, 02 Mar 2024 15:55:41 GMT

"Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?"

Luke 12:25 NIV

Amid life's chaos, we often find ourselves trapped in a cycle of monotony, consumed by anxiety. We're ensnared by worries about the future, stressing over what tomorrow may bring. Yet, in the gentle whisper of Scripture, Jesus implores us to break free from this entanglement and relinquish our worries by fixing our gaze on the kingdom of God.

What anxieties are trapped within your mind? Are you weighed down by concerns about finances, relationships, health, or is it simply the uncertainties of life? Whatever it may be, Jesus invites us to release these burdens and find solace in His comforting embrace.

Jesus, our ever-present anchor, beckons us to let go of our fears and wholeheartedly trust in Him. He stands ready with comforting arms to shelter us from life's storms. Yet, He lovingly shakes His head at our futile fretting with the question: "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?" (Luke 12:25 NIV)

This question from Jesus challenges us to reevaluate our priorities. Instead of being consumed by worry, let us embrace our Savior with a timeless trust. Paul did. Matthew did. Mary and Martha did. The woman at the well did. The list could go on, but I’ll stop so we can look at the similarity: They all fixed their eyes on God’s kingdom, took a leap of faith, and trusted Him. You see, God had a perfect understanding of their needs—and He'll do the same for us.

Beloved, Jesus' heart yearns for us to rely on Him. It's that simple. So, instead of allowing worry to weigh us down, let’s surrender our fears to Him. With His help, we can escape the chaos and embody a life filled with love, purpose, and contentment.

Heavenly Father,
When chaos floods my life, may Your unconditional love embrace me in a bold and timeless trust. Guide me away from the worries that will never add a single hour to my life. I praise You for providing all my needs. You are such a blessing to me. May I always be a blessing to You. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks Challenge:
Grab a pen and paper. Now write down all the anxieties you have trapped in your mind. Once you're finished, crumple the paper, and throw it away. Similarly, when you are in prayer, hand over all those anxieties to our Almighty and trust He'll release the monotony in your life.

Butterfly Kisses

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 27 Feb 2024 15:15:57 GMT

"Enter His gates with thanksgiving, and His courts with praise. Be thankful to Him and bless His name." Psalm 100:4

Have you ever entered a room with a scowl on your face? Maybe you were rushed and late for a meeting. Who knows the reason, but scowling never brightens the atmosphere. However, entering the area with a heart full of thanksgiving—now that's like brightening the room with a kaleidoscope of God's butterfly kisses.

Imagine this: You're standing at the entrance of the most exclusive restaurant in town. The hostess, decked out in an angelic robe, smiles and asks your name. You tell her. But … she doesn't check the reservation log; she checks your heart.

Is it beating with thanksgiving?

Is it pumping with praise?

When we enter prayer time, our exclusive time with God, it's not about flaunting our achievements or showing off our credentials. It’s not about telling Him what we want. No. It's about heart, humility, gratitude, and recognizing that every good thing comes from Him. It's like arriving at the grandest banquet of all time, and instead of demanding the best seat, we are simply thankful we got invited.

Admittedly, it's hard to shed the weight of worry and harder still to stop a mouthful of complaints. Yet sometimes the scowl appears too quickly, and with that, negativity breeds negativity. There is no room for that kind of thinking. None. Leave it outside the gate and enter God's presence with thanksgiving. Why? Because it’s a reservation-changer. Giving thanks shifts our focus from what we lack to what we have. It turns grumbling into gratitude and despair into delight.

Oh Beloved, God desires we "Enter His gates with thanksgiving, and His courts with praise. Be thankful to Him and bless His name" (Psalm 100:4). You see, God inhabits the praises of His people. When the warmth of a person’s heart smiles, God transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary.

Heavenly Father,

May I always recognize that every good thing comes from You, and as I enter the exclusivity of Your gates for personal prayer, I thank You for the hearts that beat with thanksgiving and praise. I also pray for the scowling hearts: please, Father, may they draw near to You and may You bless them with the warmth of Your butterfly kisses. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

How do you think your demeanor affects those around you?
Reflecting on the idea of entering God's exclusive presence with thanksgiving, how can you incorporate gratitude into your daily life to transform negativity into positivity?

Without a Doubt

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 20 Feb 2024 15:06:25 GMT

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Rom 8:28 NKJV

Have you ever doubted God? Yes? We've all experienced that Adamic moment where our human side says, “I cannot walk on water, nor can I move a mountain. As for the mustard seed, I have enough problems with my own dying plants.” So, when doubt enters your world, remember “… we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose” (Rom 8:28 NKJV).

While reading Luke 1:5-20, Zacharias's doubt had my eyes glued to the Bible. He and his wife, Elizabeth, had prayed for years to conceive. But they had grown old and given up all hope of having a child. Then God sent Gabriel, the angel, to inform Zacharias that his wife would bear a son, and they were to name him John. Zacharias presented his doubt by asking, “How shall I know this?” The angel muted him until the day Zacharias's son, John, was born.

During that time, Zacharias couldn't utter a sound. Not one syllable. Think about it. People in those days did not carry pen and paper or cellphones. No one texted or emailed. They did, however, use a small piece of thin wood coated in wax, which they called a writing tablet. That tablet was probably about as convenient to use as navigating the desert with a map made of mirages.

Undoubtedly, though, when the baby was born and circumcision day rolled around, everyone expected the child to be named after his father. However, Elizabeth, the baby's mother, said otherwise. Therefore, to confirm the baby's name, Zacharias motioned for a writing tablet. With a stylus in hand, he etched the child's name—John. At that point, Zacharias' speech returned.

Beloved, we have no clue why God does what He does. Sometimes tough love is the only love a person understands. Zacharias learned a bittersweet lesson with the birth of his precious baby. This baby grew up to be John the Baptist and played a significant role in God's plan of redemption. John baptized Jesus and was an instrumental part of revealing our Messiah. Clearly, the Lord's hand had been upon John before conception.

You know, we all doubt from time to time. Even the strongest have doubts. It's inevitable. However, when we doubt our omniscient God, do we destroy His plan? Not at all. Instead, it diminishes our ability to cherish and express our love to Him—the Almighty—who knows our every need in a world overwhelmed with skepticism.

Heavenly Father,
Even when my doubts are strong and my faith is weak, I thank You for Your unconditional love. You are there through every doubt and failure. Lord, help me to always believe that Your power goes beyond anything I've ever seen or known. May I always remember that all things work together for good to those who love You. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. Have you ever experienced doubt in your faith journey? How did you navigate through it?

2. Reflect on a time when you witnessed God's plan unfold despite doubts or challenges.

Divine Architect

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 13 Feb 2024 18:37:26 GMT

“But even the very hairs on your head are all numbered."
Luke 12:7a KJV

In this vast expanse of our existence, we have the comforting truth that our God knows every fiber of our being. He’s the architect of our soul. He knows who you are, why you are here, and where you are going. God’s profound understanding reaches the deepest recesses of our heart, mind, and soul. It’s like standing beneath a star-studded sky, feeling both small and cherished at the same time. That is the beauty of our Creator.

However, our Adamic nature has the tendency to harbor some uncharted territories. We often chain our fears, anxieties, bad habits, and negative behaviors to the dockyards of life. God’s all-encompassing, omniscient view is there to help with those burdens. There is no one else who can plumb through the depths of our being like God. No one. He knows us that well.

Here’s the marvel of it all: God didn’t randomly create you, He intricately designed you. He wove every fiber of your being into a precise masterpiece. You see, “….even the very hairs on your head are all numbered....” (Luke 12:7 KJV). I seriously haven't a clue how many hairs reside on my scalp, or anyone else's for that matter, but God does, and if He cares enough to number them, don’t you think he cares enough to embrace the melody of your thoughts, the rhythm of your emotions, and the love in your heart.

Beloved, our Creator is always ready to listen, console, and guide. He already knows your potential. When we recognize, accept, and believe in His Son, the beauty of the holy spirit opens your soul to all God offers. You see, we were “fearfully and wonderfully” designed to bring glory to His name. Our uniqueness is as magnificent as the star-studded sky He spoke into existence.

Heavenly Father,

I am so grateful that You are the divine architect of my soul. You fill my heart with love. You understand what I’m thinking and why I’m thinking it, and even though my finite mind cannot fathom the depths of Your profound understanding of me, I praise You for knowing me better than I know myself. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. God created every fiber of our being. He numbered the hairs on our head. How does that

impact your understanding of the magnificence of God and the purpose he has for you?

2. God knows us better than we know ourselves. Does that inspire you to draw closer to Him,

so that He can draw even closer to you?

Embrace Your Inner Glitter

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 06 Feb 2024 15:12:59 GMT

"…. Jesus took the loaves, and when He had given thanks, He distributed them to the disciples, and the disciples to those sitting down; and likewise of the fish, as much as they wanted."

John 6:11 NKJV

We often find ourselves so focused on our own desires that we forget to pause and appreciate the beauty of gratitude. A simple “thank you” or a casual “how kind of you” can plaster a smile across a lonely stranger's face. You see, that teeny-tiny gesture may have the power to warm a person’s heart long enough to remind them there are people in this world who still care.

Unfortunately, in this world today, expressing gratitude does not come easy. I believe 2020 stole that from us. It took our smiles and hid them behind a mask. We no longer saw grins or frowns, anger or joy, happiness or sadness. That infamous mask hid every emotion that walked by us.

We became a damaged, ungrateful society.

It’s time we rekindle and embrace our sense of gratitude. It’s a mere matter of finding joy in the ordinary and appreciating the simple wonders around us. So, when life slings mud, embrace your inner glitter and allow the divine sparkle within your soul to cleanse your journey. When a cloudy day unleashes torrents of heartfelt rain, open the umbrella, and listen to the pitter-patter of heaven’s love. If you miss the elevator, skip to the stairway, and dance your way to the top. Gratitude really is all about attitude.

Precious One, communicating gratitude and giving thanks are critical in any society or culture. I pray we open our hearts to the positive whispers God so graciously desires us to hear. Recall the moment when "…. Jesus took the loaves, and when He had given thanks, He distributed them to the disciples, and the disciples to those sitting down; and likewise of the fish, as much as they wanted (John 6:11 NKJV). Jesus gave thanks and was forever grateful for the abundance of food God produced, which undoubtedly gratified the hunger of about 5,000 people.

Gratitude can and will feed gratitude—if we listen with a grateful heart.

Heavenly Father,

When I’m presented with five loaves and two fish and all looks bleak, use me to seek and find the inner glitter of gratitude. Thank You for always being by my side in this damaged world. Father God, may Your ways, Your love intervene and create a worldwide rebirth of gratitude. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

Why is it important to pause and appreciate the beauty of gratitude, especially in a world that often seems focused on personal desires?
How can we actively cultivate gratitude in our lives, even in the midst of challenging circumstances, and why is this practice essential for societal and personal well-being?

God's Hotline

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Tue, 30 Jan 2024 21:17:54 GMT

"And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear."
Isaiah 65:24 KJV

Ah, the joys of modern technology—where even our attempts to connect with loved ones are thwarted by the infamous robotic voice proclaiming, "All circuits are busy; please try your call again." I mean, really? Is this the high-tech version of being put on hold by the universe?

I think so. It happened to me the other day. I dialed my son's number, eager to hear his voice, but a dose of robotic rejection intervened. In a world where we've embraced electronic wizardry, a failed call feels like a personal insult, and we are paying good money for this convenience, right?

I don't know about you, but I feel like we've become divas of the digital age. We live in a world that moves at the speed of light, where every circumstance, every situation, every phone call is crucial in the eyes of the beholder. These high expectations demand our cellular connections to work flawlessly on the first try.

So, there I am, grappling with the inconvenience of a rejected call, when a divine epiphany hits me: God's hotline is never jammed. Ever. There is no robotic voice telling anyone to try their prayer again--later.

In the grand scheme of God’s love, we are VIPs in His spiritual network. No busy circuits, no call waiting—just a heart-to-heart link that operates 24/7. It's a salvation connection that doesn't rely on bars or signals. Beloved, we have a direct line to our Creator. All you need is to believe in Him, believe in the sacrifice on Calvary's cross, and believe in our Savior’s epic resurrection.

Truly, God wants your heart, your soul. He doesn't want your dropped calls. His spiritual hotline doesn't know the meaning of "All circuits are busy." In fact, he's the ultimate multitasker—always ready to answer before you even dial the cosmic number. God acts on our behalf declaring "… it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear" (Isaiah 65:24 KJV).

Oh, precious one, fear not the dreaded "busy circuits" of earthly woes. God hears your voice and speaks straight to your heart. We never have to worry about network outages or spiritual drop-offs. Today, my friend, be bold—make that direct connection to God. Once you're spiritually linked, you won't ever have to try your call again. He's not only a prayer away but also a constant presence in the divine Wi-Fi of your soul.

Heavenly Father,
I am grateful for the unceasing presence of the Holy Spirit and for the heart-to-heart link that operates 24/7. Thank you for never being too busy for me. May I never be too busy for You. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks:
There are times our modern technology is unreliable. However, God's spiritual hotline is always reliable and available. How does this analogy resonate with you, and do you find comfort in the idea of having a direct line to God with no disruptions?

Haunted Yesterdays

lindamorganscribbles@gmail.com (Linda Morgan ) — Thu, 25 Jan 2024 13:33:27 GMT

“....forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before.”
Phil 3:13 KJV

Every day God entrusts us with the precious gift of twenty-four—unlived, unplanned, unexplained, unexplored—hours. Whether it turns out to be a good day or a challenging day, countless possibilities and promising opportunities await. Even when faced with the unexpected, we can trust God to lead us.

As the twenty-four hours expire, yesterday transforms into a mere memory. So, instead of bannering your yesterdays across the forefront of your mind, embrace the truth that your tick has tocked, and welcome another new day with open arms. Never allow the shadows of bad days to haunt your surroundings.

Why? Because God controls the sand in your emotional hourglass. He does not want you to trespass into the ghost fields of yesterday. In simpler terms, forge ahead and allow God to bury your ugly beneath His nail-pierced hands.

Consider the journey of Paul as he walked the road to Damascus. A sudden, intense light blinded him, reflecting the haunted yesterdays of a man once known as Saul, a man who committed horrific things against innocent people. When God used Ananias to restore Paul's sight, the transformed Paul went forth to preach the gospel and left his haunted yesterdays in God’s hands.

After his transformation, Paul faced numerous trials. He was stoned and left for dead in Lystra (Acts 14:19), shipwrecked three times (2 Cor. 11:25), floated a day and night in the open sea (2 Cor 11:25), and thrice beaten with rods (Acts 16:22-25). Do not forget, Paul was imprisoned long enough to write Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians, and Philemon, all the while singing praises to our God. The apostle laid his ugly yesterdays in our Lord’s hands.

You see, Beloved, our God can take your worst memory and turn it into a breathtaking blessing. Let go and let the Master transform you through His saving grace. Surrender your troubled past to the One who loves you, to the One who knows your future, to the One who desires to walk hand in hand with you.

God's spectrum of mercy and grace is as immeasurable as the rainbow. He’ll entomb your haunted yesterdays beneath the cross, “...forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before” (Phil 3:13 KJV). Embrace each new day with the assurance that God is in control.

Heavenly Father,

Thank you for leading me to the cross, for nailing my haunted yesterdays beneath your nail-scarred hands. May you always remind me to stress less, trust more, and have faith like the apostle Paul. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. As the devotion begins, how do you contemplate the invaluable gift of twenty-four hours that God entrusts to you every day? Is the new day something you view as a gift?

2. As the devotion concludes, consider the ways of “forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before…” as mentioned in Philippians 3:13?

God Hears

Thu, 18 Jan 2024 01:03:01 GMT

"Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.”
Psalm 55:17 KJV

Have you ever taken a moment to reflect on the profound truth that God is aware of every word you utter? It's not just our spoken words. Nope. He hears the unspoken thoughts that linger within the recesses of our heart, even before we articulate them. Our Almighty Creator listens to the whispers of our soul. Isn't that awe-inspiring, but still humbling?

If you consider the breadth of God's hearing, he not only has the unwavering ability to capture our positive affirmations but also the moments when frustration erupts into complaints or when our tears flow into the depths of despair.

His listening skills encompass the entire spectrum of human emotion and expression. I cannot fathom the extreme vastness this covers, can you? The Divine knows and acknowledges every facet of our existence.

Yet, it doesn't stop there. God's attentive ear extends beyond our personal narrative in order to circumscribe our perceptions of others. He also hears our caring and gracious thoughts toward all things. Think about it. The Almighty knows the first thought that pops into our head, which can be comforting, but also a bit unsettling. Our omniscient God is privy to the intimate details of our relationships and the beauty of our compassionate hearts.

Precious One, let us not forget prayer time. God hears every prayer, not just as a distant echo or a flippant muttering—but as an immediate and intimate conversation. Every…. "Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice” (Psalm 55:17 KJV). Let us remember in every moment of anguish or joy, in the silence of midnight or the first light of dawn, our prayers reach His ears. Embrace the reassurance that God not only hears but responds to your joy or the cries of your heart.

Heavenly Father,

Embrace me with the reassurance that You not only hear me, but you hug the cries of my heart. Grant me the ability to choose good words, think good thoughts, and glorify You in every prayer I voice. Thank You, Lord, for hearing my words and knowing my thoughts. In Jesus' name. Amen.

Spiritual Sparks

1. As the devotions opens, do you agree there is a profound truth that our God is aware of everything you say? Reflect on how this awareness might impact your daily life.

2. As the devotion concludes, do you find you’re encouraged to understand God not only hears your prayers but responds to your needs? Reflect on what ways you’ve experienced or interpreted God's responses to your prayers or the cries of your heart.

The Beating Heart

Tue, 12 Apr 2022 00:50:09 GMT

“Do to others as you would have them do to you.”
Luke 6:31 NIV

People helping people. Isn’t that what life is all about? Kindness. Goodness. Love. Jesus spent his entire life serving people. He yearned for every man, woman, and child to open their hearts to the ways of unconditional love and to walk the path of righteousness. Not an easy task, by any means.

Jesus led by example. His grace and love reached beyond all immeasurability. He never slighted a hurting soul. His altruistic kindness could soften the crustiest of hearts. Physically, Jesus should not have been able to carry our burdens, but He did and still does. Mentally, he should have withered and died as he trudged his way to Calvary, but he did not. Spiritually, God etched His only son within a godly protective barrier of love, kindness, and sinlessness. Jesus, our Savior, was born with a perfect heart to teach and shield his beloved followers.

You see, we are an imperfect lot. We live in an imperfect world. Wrong decisions are prone to happen, mistakes haze our days with shame, and shortcomings thread our life with guilt. But our beautiful Lord and Savior provides the pureness of his blood to repair it all.

If we allow goodness and kindness to enlighten our soul, if we mirror ourselves in the likeness of Jesus, all too soon the sprouting of unconditional love opens its arms to a world of lost and hurting souls. There is nothing more beautiful than the beating hearts of people helping people.

Precious One, let today be the day you … “ Do to others as you would have them do to you” (Luke 6:31 NIV). Jesus is right beside you—leading, teaching, helping, and loving you—always and forever.

Heavenly Father,

Teach me to understand the true depths of unconditional love. Remind me to reach out and help those in need. I yearn to be that beating heart to all people. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Fragile Weirdness

Thu, 05 Aug 2021 20:01:00 GMT

“We now have this light shining in our hearts. We are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure.
This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.”
2 Cor 4:7 NLT

Dark. Wet. Weird.

I sat cross-legged on the ocean floor, alone, detached from the world.

In the distance, clay pots filled with reedy plants swayed in the murky water. Fingers of shimmering sun highlighted their abandoned existence, much like a magnifying glass accentuating the fruitless remnants of life.

Time seemed insignificant. No perspective dawned this atmosphere. No plan of operation. No creator breathing energy into the intricately made vegetation. Each coexisted in an era of nothingness. I wanted to reach out, grab life, and hug it back into some semblance of realism. But elements of the dismal underwater cocooned me in a tasteless, odorless warmth. It felt unearthly good, unearthly real, unearthly calm. Serenity echoed screams of silence inside my head.

A dream? You bet. But more like the epitome of fragile weirdness.

Beloved, we all have insufferable seasons of anxiety, where life wobbles to the imbalance of time, where problems override the tilt button, and bizarre little plants in clay pots dot the ocean floor. It is in those moments I glance up and whisper, “God, I know You are there. I know You see me.”

Without Him, without His strength to lean on, our lives become stagnant, as if sitting in the shadows of chaotic nothingness. His ultimate power connects us to the spiritual tick-tock of His perfect timing. In other words, God syncs our walk with His, and “We now have this light shining in our hearts. We are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves” (2 Cor 4:7 NLT).

Dear friend, life’s problems were never meant to be tackled alone. Let’s take a look at Moses as he stands next to the Red Sea. Trouble in all directions. God gives the command, Moses lifts his staff toward the vast water, and God's great power parts the Red Sea. Problem gone, right? Wrong. It takes boundless faith and candid belief for God’s ultimate power and perfect timing to part our dark waters.

Isn't it awesome to know when God delivers us from our crisis, it is as much a testimony to our adversaries as it is to us? Beloved, there will always be trials, there will always be an enemy lurking somewhere. But our God with His unconditional love "will never leave you nor forsake you" (Heb 13:5). He is always ready to pull you from the murky depths and plant your feet on dry land.

Heavenly Father, I am Your clay pot, mold me, guide me, protect me. When the fragile weirdness creeps into my life, show me Your great power and deliver me from the shadows of chaotic nothingness. Thank you for all that You are, all that You do. In Jesus name'. Amen.