Trusting God Enough to Ask Him the Hard Questions

Christina Custodio

I remember meeting Christina Custodio the fall of 2016 and being immediately impressed by her soft voice and calming manner. It wasn’t until I heard her tell the story that I saw a mighty prayer warrior powerful and mother who has an incredibly personal relationship with God. So personal, in fact, that she had the audacity to ask Him to change his mind in the middle of a crisis involving her son.

Here’s her story …

Connect with Christina at her website, http://www.christinacustodio.com/,
or her “Pray for Isaiah” Facebook page  https://www.facebook.com/coollikeisaiah/
Watch a video about Isaiah by the 700 Club here

And thank you, Lisa Moore, for sharing her incredible story of faith. I am blessed to know both of you.

I count it a privilege, Lisa and Christina, to witness your dedication embracing brokenness and discovering hope.

How Do You Handle Dark Places?

 

Depression. If we’re honest, most of us experience it—those dark places that try to claim us. If you’ve lived any length of time, you know the view from your exciting mountaintop will inevitably be replaced by a stint in a depressing valley.

That’s the ebb and flow of life. We try to control it, but sometimes the best we can do is focus on moving through the darkness so we can climb that hill again for a glimpse of nirvana.

It’s happened through the years. King David dealt with depression. In some of his psalms, he shares the most beautiful songs of heartache and fear and loss. Even Mother Teresa dealt with the heartache of depression. She wrote of her depression in her journals—of not being lovable enough for God. Continue reading

When We Seek Healing, We Will Find It

It takes courage and strength to seek healing to the point of sharing the dark corners of our lives; the ones we most desperately try to hide. But that’s what Sheila Walsh does in her latest book, In the Middle of the Mess: Strength for This Beautiful, Broken Life (Thomas Nelson).

People are rarely who we think. And reading the transparent and vulnerable words from the co-host of Life Today with James and Betty Robinson offers a perfect example. As soon as I read the Introduction, I knew this book would be life-changing.

And I was not wrong. Continue reading

2017 in Review, if You Dare

After Christmas, I always take the last few days of the year for personal review. What could I have done better? What opportunities did I miss? Are there amends I need to make? Ugh! Self-examination can be exhausting.

This is not an hour-long process. The first layer of discovery hits the usual culprits. I could have exercised more, eaten less, or offered more kind words to the down-trodden. Easy ones to see. But when I dig deeper I often find more than I bargained for.  I see the real me.

Am I seeking justification for any bitterness I hold in my heart?

The challenge is for you too. To help you get started … prime the forgiveness pump … check out the following video.

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Bruce Brady: Writing Lessons from Cancer

For any of you who knew Bruce Brady, there’s a cloud of sadness over those dealing with his death. His encouragement was without end. And his wisdom and insight were always delivered with love and compassion. Below is a post he wrote for The Write Conversation in 2016. In remembrance of him, Edie Melson, co-director of Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference shared this post again.

Thanks, Bruce. Your life made a difference.

https://www.blueridgeconference.com/writing-lessons-cancer/

My Scar Stories

Thanks, Mitch. We all find our own reminders that God is all around. And truly, nothing else matters.

Mitch Teemley

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The Final Scar?

To read my previous scar stories, click here.

My two greatest hits are on my neck. Oddly, both remind me of God. I wrote previously about one. The other began with a woman doing her lipstick in her rear view mirror as her car sailed blithely into the back of my tinny Samurai.

Several bulging neck discs made their debut that day. The pain level was acceptable (sort of). However, if more trauma were to occur, I was told, I could end up paralyzed. Not acceptable. So a discectomy was scheduled.

The day before surgery, I was laid on a tiltable table and my spine was injected with glow-in-the-dark goo in order to create a scenic map of My Spine, USA. I was fine with that. Of course, I was on Valium, so I’d have been fine with them cutting my toes off and selling…

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