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Lessons about Faith that I’ve learned from Rosie: Back to his Feet

              Mini blog: Lessons about Faith that I’ve learned from Rosie: Back to his Feet * Rosie is about the orneriest little sweet thing ever. She’s a handful and doesn’t know her manners or the rules very well, but she’s learning. Mostly. She’s a boundary tester. A natural wanderer. We have that in common. *One thing that Rosie does know is right where I am. All of the time. If I’m in the bathroom, her furry little paws are stretched under the crack of the door. When I’m in the shower, her little black nose is pressed right against the glass. If I stand still for longer than a second, she curls herself up into a little ball and lays right at (or actually, ON) my feet. *She’s never far from my side. Even though she gets herself into all sorts of situations when

Are you watering weeds?

“Reaching my hand into the dark soil, I could feel that the roots had gotten deep. I had to put my weight into the pull to unearth something I had spent weeks tending. I felt a little discouraged; I’d invested my time and attention into something that had proved to be working against the growth I was seeking the whole time. I also felt a little frustrated that I’d been so easily deceived.” God is constantly teaching me valuable lessons through everyday life experiences.  I had the opportunity to share a particularly powerful lesson that I learned recently at iBelieve.com about recognizing spiritual weeds in my life. Pulling out that weed and the others like it that day in my garden caused a slew of thoughts to start circulating around my mind. As Christians, how many weeds have taken root in our lives? How many things have we poured our time

Standing Together

Good morning friends! This morning I was reading out of the book of Daniel and a sweet little nugget of truth just jumped out at me!  It was an encouragement to me and I wanted to share it with you. Daniel 3 is the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.  Most people are familiar with the story of King Nebuchadnezzar, the big golden idol he created, and three Jewish  friends who refused to bow down and worship it.  Most people are also familiar with the story of how the King threw these three into the firey furnace and a fourth man with the appearance  of “a son of the gods” delivered them from the fire with out even the smell of smoke on them or a hair on their bodies singed. I love this story for so many reasons, but this morning I thought about it a little differently.  This morning