Faith Not Tested

Faith that has not been tested is faith that cannot be trusted. If you’ve been a Christian more than 24 hours, then you can’t deny that your faith has already been tested. Moments after my conversion to Christ, the devil was trying to tell me, “that didn’t work, you’re not saved.” Testing our faith is one way that God determines our authenticity. God knows our heart already, He just wants to bring it out in our character. I’ve had my faith tested many many times over the years. Most of the time I failed the test. But, the wonderful thing …

Sifted and Tried

Have you ever felt like nuggets of gold in sand being sifted in an effort to separate gold from grains of sand?  Been in deep water up your chin and can’t swim?  or Been in a boat with no paddle? During many recent months, sometimes I felt that helpless, but never threw in the proverbial towel and gave in to my circumstances. Though living as an evacuee during about two and one half years and living in several places, God was with me and though sometimes distressed, continued my writing ministry, which was good therapy. I confess to wondering why God was allowing my sifting, but believed that it was being used to prune branches …

What Do You Believe

What do you believe when it all comes down?   I was put to the test with this very thing.   The plans were set and off we flew to Colorado with some friends. We were set to spend the next four days horseback riding, sightseeing, checking out the hot springs and taking a motorcycle ride. Sounds like fun doesn’t it? Oh, we were excited and everything just felt right. Back home we even had a realtor preparing to present a bid for the home of our dreams. Life was just good. The first night in town, we headed over …

God’s Plan

My dad liked to move a lot. I am remembering one move in particular this morning. I was almost 9 and I was glad to leave the school I was attending. But I also had to leave Nipper behind. He was one of my favorite dogs of all time. A border collie mix, he went everywhere I did. We lived in the country and I spent a lot of time in the woods, at the creek on our property and riding my bicycle up and down the red dirt roads. He was always at my side. The day we left …