Worry is a weighty monster with poisoned tentacles. It clutches at us, grabs at our minds, steals our breath, our will. It lurks. It pounces. It colors how we perceive the world.
Mary E. DeMuthPain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.
Mary E. DeMuthWe may not understand the pathways God lays out before us. We may not even like walking the journey. But even in failure, we can trust that Heโll do more than we expect.
Mary E. DeMuthA hopeful book that moms will relish, Blue Like Playdough is an honest, peel-back-the-covers look at the creative way God shapes us through childhood and parenthood. Tricia Goyer explores her own weaknesses along the journey, revealing her desire to serve the God who forms strength and joy and perseverance within her. A compelling, fresh read.
Mary E. DeMuthThe roadblocks to growth and joy come when we forget the bigness of God & instead make people bigger than He is.
Mary E. DeMuthAs I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.
Mary E. DeMuthBecause the culture we breathe and work in rushes against rest. It equates our worth with production and wealth and fame. The more we work toward those goals, the more society assigns us worth.
Mary E. DeMuthWe grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in the darkness.
Mary E. DeMuthGod's heartโฆis not that we escape our lot, but that we learn to thrive in the midst of it.
Mary E. DeMuthWhen the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.
Mary E. DeMuthA broken person understands she needs rescue, and she depends on God to resurrect and deliver. And she also understands that even if God chooses not to deliver, His ways are higher and more amazing then what we can fathom.
Mary E. DeMuthOur task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.
Mary E. DeMuthJesus often calls us to risk. He asks us to be vulnerable, to be authentic, so others can see Him in and through us.
Mary E. DeMuthWe cannot let the haters of this world define us. Or frighten us into no longer being ourselves.
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