Focus on Being a Workman

So I truly wasn't planning on doing another series so soon after my "Dig a Well" series. And usually, I like to be prepared and have all my posts ready and lined up.  But my husband unexpectedly had to teach Sunday School this past Sunday and it kind of just really convicted my heart. I have no [...]

Focus On Grace

I started writing a post for the new year. I'm not a person that picks out a special "word" to live by at the beginning of each year. But sometimes, there is a word that sticks out to me and I try to focus on it through the year. There are a lot of things [...]

The blessing of being broken

There was a song that my siblings and I would listen to growing up called God Uses Broken Things. The chorus went like so:Broken thingsBroken thingsGod has a purpose for broken thingsBroken thingsBroken thingsGod uses broken things.It had a catchy little melody and we enjoyed singing along to it. But we never really understood the words. I [...]

Kitchen Table Moments

When I got married, (at the ripe old age of 18 😱) I had never worked a public job. For that first year, I'd just go to work with James and ride out on deliveries with him during the day and at night we'd work on our house. Carefree, no worries. I only started working [...]

A Well of Pardon

I stand in front of Him with my head bowed low. My heart is bowed even lower from the shame. I can't bear to look at Him. I don't know this Man, but I've heard of Him. And I know without looking what I'd find in His eyes. I listen as my accusers tell Him [...]

A Well of Purpose

I died once. In my house, while my mother sat next to my bed. At 12 years old, my life was abruptly cut short. I had been sick and my parents were losing hope that I'd pull through. They'd tried everything to make me better, and I just kept getting worse. But we had heard [...]

A Well of Peace

"My child had followed his daddy out to work in the fields that morning as I went about my usual chores for the day. As I was washing dishes, my heart was overflowing with peace. We couldn't have children, but my husband and I had shown kindness to Elisha. God repayed that kindness in the [...]

A Well of Provision

As I sit out on my front porch watching over my grandchildren, one of them comes to me and climbs up in my lap. I can tell she's sleepy. As she lays her head on my shoulder, she asks me, "Grandmama, will you tell me again about that pot of oil?" I smile, because this [...]

A Well of Perseverance

(I realize that this unnamed lady is mentioned only in parable form. But her story has given me the courage to keep pressing on many, many times. Luke 18:5 "And shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them?" In my Bible, I have [...]

A Well of Promise

My mind wakes up before my body is ready to. It's still dark outside and there's a quiet despair hanging heavily in the air this morning. It's as if even the house can sense what this day will bring. The stillness is a stark contrast to the rapid beating of my heart. As much as [...]