by Debbie W. Wilson | Apr 8, 2024 | Battles, Holy Spirit, Personal Growth, Refreshing Faith, Relationship with God, Spiritual warfare
Do you ever feel spiritually lousy, like God is disappointed in you? Maybe you agree with those feelings, or perhaps you’re not sure why you feel condemned. You confessed every known sin, but like sticky spider webs, you can’t shake that icky feeling. Last...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 29, 2024 | Life skills, Personal Growth, Refreshing Faith, Relationship with God, Spiritual Growth
“Mom, look at the puppies.” I pull up a chair next to our daughter to watch the video showing the available puppies from the “poodle farm” where we got our standards. “Woof.” I turn as our dog Strider pounces, front paws landing on the table. Tail wagging, he barks...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 22, 2024 | Personal Growth, Refreshing Faith, Relationship with God, Spiritual Growth, Spiritual warfare
Let’s play a game. I’ll say a word and you say its opposite. hot tall happy fast good Satan Who did you put as Satan’s opposite? The devil wants us to believe God is his opposite or equal. He’s not. Jesus is “far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 15, 2024 | Battles, Personal Growth, Refreshing Faith, Spiritual Growth, Spiritual warfare, Strength
Where are these worms coming from? A few years ago, dead worms littered our basement floor. We put new weather-stripping on the French door and resealed the windows—to no avail. Sometime later I noticed the ceramic tiles between the tub and toilet lifting off the...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 8, 2024 | Life skills, New Year, Personal Growth
Every January, gyms fill with eager exercisers who vow to drop those extra pounds. No more love-handles; toned and tight, the future looks bright. Yet one researcher found that “23% quit [their resolutions] in the first week, and only 36% make it past the first month....
by Debbie W. Wilson | May 22, 2023 | Battles, Communication, Life skills, Personal Growth, Relationships
My journal flipped to a prayer I’d written earlier that year. “Lord, please help me become a better communicator.” I laughed out loud. I’d just poured my frustrations into my journal after another wearisome attempt to connect with my roommate. God’s answer to my...