Are You Discouraged?

“I know where she is,” a friend recently told me in relation to a loved one. “See, she’s here.” I watched as she pulled up the “Find My Friends” app on her phone.  We decided to add each other as “friends” so we could see where each other is during the day and pray for one another.   I became amazed and ABSORBED with the app. I could watch my friend drive down the highway; know she was at Walmart and when she returned home. I switched to myself and saw the blue satellite “bling” and follow me to work, the cleaners, and …

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Friends Helping Friends

Forever Friends is a favorite topic for my speaking audiences. I have skits in that talk to show what it means to have trusted and treasured friends and to be that kind of friend to others. Are you the kind of friend you long to have? Click To Tweet I am currently in a scheduling crunch with my writing and speaking ministry, but I had a blog post due today.  “Help!” was the subject line in an email to my good friend Kathy Howard. Kathy is a TMI guest contributor so I asked her if she could help me with …

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She Calls Me Friend

“Come on in and have a seat. Let me pour you a cup of this! Let’s chat.” What woman doesn’t enjoy those words; either from another woman that she just met or one that’s been a friend for a while? How many of us long for such an exchange? THAT is friendship at its best. That is what enriches our souls as women. I know that God is my ultimate source of unconditional comfort, but He also put in us a desire for companionship here on earth. It seems at times that it’s the most difficult to find and cultivate those …

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Show Me Your Friends, I’ll Show You Your Future

Do not be deceived: “Evil company corrupts good habits.” 1 Corinthians 15:33 NKJV In our home, when faced with making a decision or setting rules for our children, we tend to measure them by two categories: negotiable and non-negotiable. Here is an example of a negotiable: My middle son Jake, at thirteen, was a drummer in a worship band. As a band member the only garments he wanted to wear were hideous skinny jeans, a t-shirt and an equally hideous headband. As a mom who, in some ways, took pride in how our family presented ourselves, this was a hard …

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