Debbie W. Wilson - Refreshing Faith

Dear God, Bring Me a Vision

September 18, 2018 by Debbie Wilson 12 Comments

My years of counseling women revealed an amazing paradox. Pain can be channeled into resolve that rescues and protects others. Bring Me a Vision tells the story of a woman who directed her brokenness into strength and has rescued hundreds of women and children from sex trafficking.

I met the book’s author and fellow blogger, Pam Ecrement, online. Even though we’ve never connected in person, I consider her a friend. We’ve prayed and kept in touch via phone calls, emails and texts.

Pam said the chapter on Rahab from my book Little Women, Big God prompted her to tell the story of her former client and friend, Becky Moreland. Becky is the founder of a ministry called RAHAB, which stands for Reaching Above Hopelessness and Brokenness.Continue Reading

How and Why to Stop Fretting

September 11, 2018 by Debbie Wilson 12 Comments

What causes you to fret? Better yet, how do you stop fretting?

Our insurance agency emailed me with information on how to post claims for Hurricane Florence. Not. a. good. sign.

I opened my browser to see the latest storm update. It looks like Florence has targeted our fair city.

We’re tempted to fret when pain or loss threatens us. The Bible tells us not to fret—because fretting itself causes harm.

Don’t fret and worry—it only leads to harm” (Ps. 37:8 NLT).

Our hurricane alert has reminded many of us of the devastation Hurricane Fran caused on her trip through Raleigh. Preparing for a hurricane is ripe with opportunities to fret—or not to fret.

I pulled in for gas and saw most of the pumps sporting hand-scrawled signs saying they were empty. The pump that still worked had only one of three grades left. I’d just returned from a long road trip and was driving on fumes. As my car drew closer, I began to relax—until I watched the car in front of me.

The driver opened her trunk and began to pull out large generator containers for gas while she waited for her car to fill up. The more containers she filled, the more fervently I prayed. After filling her fourth container she closed her trunk and gave me an apologetic smile.

I hoped that didn’t mean she’d emptied the pump.Continue Reading

How Do I Make God Smile?

September 4, 2018 by Debbie Wilson 20 Comments

I thought I was doing better with patience until a series of undesirable “coincidences” showed me otherwise. Turns out, my patience is selective.

A sequence of events, like something from an old “I Love Lucy” comedy, descended on me. Only I wasn’t laughing. I handled the first ones reasonably well—at least outwardly. But when the mishaps continued the next day, I wanted to explode.

In fact, I let off some steam in response to one of my beloved husband’s comments. The worst part—my well-placed zinger felt good. For the moment.

After more road blocks, another wasted hour, and a half pint of Chocolate Walnut Brownie Coconut ice cream, the Holy Spirit broke through.Continue Reading

When You Feel Like a Wimp

August 28, 2018 by Debbie Wilson 24 Comments

But my righteous one will live by faith. And I take no pleasure in the one who shrinks back” (Hebrews 10:38 NIV).

Some people love the challenge of conflict. I’m not one of them. When I feel that nudge to address something I know the other person won’t want to hear, I want to pull a Jonah and run the other way.

When my son Brant was in high school, he came home delighted that his teacher had promised to show them a popular Hollywood movie on Shakespeare. Watch a movie instead of doing schoolwork; the whole class was excited.

Ironically, I had just seen the DVD. Having counseled women whose husbands had abandoned them for younger, sexier models, I was appalled that it glamorized an adulterous affair as the inspiration of Shakespeare’s genius. Continue Reading

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