Can you do ministry online?
This question seems to be coming up for me a lot in the past few weeks. I had lunch with a friend of mine I hadn’t seen in a few years, Lisa 1 (since she’s older than me — she came first). We talked a lot over lunch about many things, but one interesting thing was doing ministry online. It’s Lisa 1’s belief that we can’t really do ministry online though I think we were talking about counseling. I definitely agree that deep, spiritual counseling needs to be one-on-one, face-to-face. Then last week I read Face to Face vs Modem

Arguing with God never works
You would think I’d have learned by now, but arguing with God never works. Here’s my latest God story I wanted to go to Women of Faith again this year — coming in a few weekends, but we don’t really have the money to spend for it. When Kaitlyn’s fundraiser was scheduled a fe

Ever given anonymously?
Have you ever been blessed by giving anonymously? This weekend I had the privilege of being a small part of a fundraiser for a little girl in our church. I grinned ear to ear every time I saw her bright, smiling face at the dinner! Praise God we raised enough to cover her surgery (almost $20,000)!!! I’ll let that sink in In Sunday School class, one of the ladies shared a story about a man who had seen the banners and felt compelled to stop by the church and give money. She showed him the way to the table and when he was asked, he’d only give his first name. H

To God’s Perfect Gift To Me
Happy Anniversary boy! In our pre-marital counseling, the pastor said that we should always remember God doesn’t make mistakes — that He brought us together and He knows what’s best for us. The pastor continued that we should treat each other as God’s perfect gift. God certainly knew what He was doing when He brought us together … and I’m glad that He used your mom to help the process along. It’s hard for me to believe I was once so stuck on myself that I immediately dismissed you just at first glance. Thankfully the wonderful advice of ignoring me actually drove me batty. Before we got married, I thought the day would never come. N

A horse named Rebel
That’s such an appropriate name for my horse — Rebel. That’s the one I was put on yesterday when we went horseback riding. Duck had asked me several months ago if there’s anything I dreamed of doing — or anywhere I dreamed of going. To tell the truth, I don’t really have anything like that. I mean, I dream of riding to the mountains on my motorcycle, but that dream’s a reality now. So I mentioned horseback riding. I love horses. I have always loved horses. I remember going to horse shows with Dad all the time when I was little. I loved watching the horses do their thing — trot, back up, jump…all their little tricks. I don’