I Am the Vine by Judith Barnes

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Spring has finally arrived in Nebraska, and pops of color are appearing in my yard. Many of the plantings are over thirty years old and date back to the original owner of the home.  I’m ready to attack the dried-up leaves and stalks to make way for this season’s growth.  Just as the garden can’t survive without my care, I’m …

No Greater Love by Rebekah Gyger

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Trust can be hard. For someone like myself, with both social anxiety and depression, it is an active choice to take someone at their word rather than read into what our imagination thinks they might actually be saying. It is at times a conscious decision to trust that a friend—or even a family member—truly cares for us, when we feel …

Our Story by Della Young

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After hearing Lysa Terkeurst speak at a recent Catalyst Event, I was impressed with all that she had to say. I began to ponder some of her comments.  The one that kept playing over and over in my head was “We’ve got to let God’s words be THE WORDS of our story.” How often is “Our Story” based on the main …

Hardened Hearts by Diana Guz

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  One morning, my mother entered my room and asked, “Can we pray together?” And so we did. We still don’t speak of the heaviest need on our hearts, the one propelling us to prayer constantly, but in our whispers to God, it is there. The tears flow and after, we hold each other tight. We are bound by this …