Self Esteem Doesn't Come in a Bottle

I was looking at my Facebook news feed recently, and appearing in the right margin was an ad that read, “You’re over weight and unconfident? Try this!” This struck a major chord for me; as severe low self-esteem had me in bondage up until as recently as October of 2012. Confidence and self-esteem come from many sources, but they do NOT come in a bottle…

Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People?

I’m making myself vulnerable by discussing my mother’s death. I realize this is a sensitive topic for some, including myself, but it’s important that I share what the Lord has revealed to me. I am not the first person to ask the question, “Why do bad things happen to good people?” Since being married to a prophet of God, my faith has grown tremendously, all glory to my Lord Jesus Christ! I've learned a LOT about God’s love, I've been established in his gospel of grace, and learned a whole lot about Satan’s sneaky tactics. For a long time, one of the biggest questions I had was, “Why did God allow my mom to die?” My mom was a born again Christian, killed about 13 years ago. To make a very long story short, while in the hospital, on her way to recovery, the nurse on staff gave her the wrong drug. For several, it was easy to blame God, even those who didn't believe in him. We were all hurting with the same question, “why?”…

Don't Play on the Monkey Bars

You’re at the park. Your dad tells you that you can play on anything except the monkey bars, because you’re not old enough and he knows you’ll fall off and hurt yourself. Just when you think your Dad’s not looking, you mosey over to the monkey bars and climb on. Before you hit the first rung, you fall. Your dad quickly steps in and catches you. The next day you go back to the park. Dad says you can play on anything but the monkey bars because you’ll fall and hurt yourself. You quickly run for the monkey bars, get half way up and fall. Your dad sees you fall and steps in to catch you. This happens repeatedly; you’re told not to play on the monkey bars because you’ll get hurt, you play on the monkey bars, fall and your dad catches you. Until one day, you climb on the monkey bars and this time, your dad lets you fall. You hit the ground and it hurts, BAD. You question your dad, “Why did you hurt me?”…

Expect the Best and Prepare For It!

Growing up, I was consistently taught to "expect the best and prepare for the worst". Initially I thought this was sheer genius. However, as I got older, I realized that living by this tag line was doing nothing but setting me up for failure! Oh the number of scriptures I could use here to show how this goes against the very essence and definition of FAITH...