by Debbie W. Wilson | Apr 26, 2022 | Direction, Life skills, Relationship with God, The Bible
One night, my tender-hearted husband let our two standard poodles into our bedroom to sleep. All 87 pounds of Max stretched out on the floor beside me. His younger and much smaller brother settled close beside him. Afraid I’d trip over them if I got up in the night, I...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Mar 22, 2022 | Battles, Relationship with God, Security, Trusting God
Have you ever wondered how God looks at you after you sin? Maybe you even wonder why God hates sin. The following story illustrates how God can hate sin and love us even after we mess up. My husband Larry joined Cru (Campus Crusade for Christ) out of university. Ken...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Feb 8, 2022 | Battles, emotions, Refreshing Faith, Relationship with God
The parking lot view from my Indianapolis apartment stood in stark contrast to the storybook charm I’d left in Needham, MA. The shrubs Hoosiers called trees couldn’t compare with New England’s brilliant maples. The woman I replaced on my new ministry team sold me her...
by Guest Post | Jan 4, 2022 | New Year, Relationship with God
Today, my good friend and Lighthouse Ministries board chair Lisa Grimes shares some thoughts to help us start our year off well and enjoy God’s peace. At the end of this post look for our winter study. Now here’s Lisa. As we enter 2022, I wanted to share a few...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Nov 2, 2021 | Battles, Faith, Peace, Refreshing Faith, Relationship with God, Strength, Trusting God
“Would you pray for me?… It goes against my convictions to promote what they’re telling me to teach.” Or “My company said they’ll terminate everyone who isn’t vaccinated by November 24.” I’ve received too many such requests recently. Breadwinners feel the...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jul 20, 2021 | Bible Study, Contentment, Relationship with God
My teenaged heart awoke to God while lying on my back on a dock staring at stars visible only to someone away from city lights. The smell of the marsh, the rhythmic lap of the river, and the chirping night symphony cast a spell that made me feel small, yet part of...