Through the years I’ve struggled with fear just like many of you. But one day I decided to trade my fear for something more reliable.
Instead of a devotion today, In honor of Mother’s Day, we’re having a poetry contest. I’d love to feature one of your own poems about mothers. Send me a poem you’ve written about mothers, rhymed or prose, no longer than 100 words. It must be original, and make sure that that you own all rights to your poem, even if it was previously published.
When God sees our antics, He must be laughing–with us.
Enter today’s blog drawing for a Thanksgiving Multiple Book Giveaway.
All of us have issues with forgetfulness, but what about God? Does God Have Selective Memory?