If You’re Weary of Doing Good

 

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It happened about a little over a year ago.  A night when I was getting the kids ready for bed and I just couldn’t imagine doing the next day.  I couldn’t imagine doing the bare minimum let alone the things I felt I was called to be doing in ministry at the time.  Just getting the kids jammied and brushed was heavy to my heart.

I didn’t want to go to bed, because I knew that I’d wake up and it would be morning and I’d have…

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His Care, A Child’s Response

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I was a young Christian just beginning to serve the church.  I had just finished teaching my preschool Sunday School class when I saw the commotion.  I went back inside my room because I knew who this child was and what was going on. I knew that she experienced seizures frequently and that her mother was used to handling them.

My co-teacher, Jenny, had already raced to her aid.  Jenny was one of those friends who always seemed more capable than myself.  I was often amazed but also a bit fearful around her as she was highly…

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IT

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There is a somewhat undefined thing happening in my heart.  I’ll call it IT.

IT began a long time ago. Maybe in the pains of unfortunate events that we all endure in life. It could be summed up as a desire to help others who are suffering.  Upon committing my life to Him, the IT became more clear.  I knew almost immediately that I wanted to go to school for a better understanding in how to help others who are suffering.  It continued after I got married as I  have been unable to shake the…

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