
October 2025
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Psalm 85:12:
“The Lord will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest.”
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Psalm 85:12:
“The Lord will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest.”
Nancy DeJesus is an author and photographer who lives in Virginia with her husband. They have seven children and five grandchildren. She earned a B.S. in Art Education from the Pennsylvania State University. She taught art in the public school system and is a Visual Arts Subject Matter Specialist for an international homeschool provider. She and her family are devoted to their church. She sells her books, watercolor prints, and photos on her website.
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It always amazes me how slow the trees get buds in the Spring. And to watch them open into lovely trees, some filled with flowers. Then throughout the summer, we sit below them to be in the shade, have picnics, and watch the children climbing those strong limbs. But FALL is here and this season brings us stunning deep colors. If you can, take a drive through the parks near you and enjoy the ride. One of my favorite things Craig and I did was taking long drives, him driving, and me taking so so many photos! Enjoy this season. I love you all too. Thank you to our faithful writers and to you,
I am always amazed at the decorations this time of year. Many have their yards and houses filled with Halloween decorations. Witches, ghosts, graveyards, and so much more. Others are filled with beautiful Fall wreaths, bright flowers, and yard flags. And, some are already decorating for Christmas. I get tickled seeing the Christmas decorations because my dad loved decorating our house for Christmas. I must admit that I do not decorate the house much. Maybe next Fall. I would love to see photos of your decorated houses. Send them in to me at Team@faithoneverycorner.com - I may even put them in the November issue. I hope you send some my way.
This is a great time of year to get a book, get your soda, coffee, or drink of choice and go outside on the porch and read. It is cool enough to sit outside and feel those gentle breezes. It is also a good time to catch up on your Bible reading. I like to think of a subject, like Fall, and look up verses that talk about the seasons. It isn’t heavy studying, yet, once you start reading about the seasons, you might just feel like taking a long walk in a park near you.
Happy October, I love you all.
Karen Team@faithoneverycorner.com
Grandson Damien is now wearing a cast on his elbow. I am impressed with how he handling his daily routines. Praying for total healing.
COVER AND PHOTOS By Nancy DeJesus
Thank you for sharing your photos with us, Nancy
Word Like Leaves ... by John Alexander ... Pages 6-7
A Clinky Clanky Kind of Sound ... by Melissa Henderson ... Pages 8-9
The Difficult Road of Faith to Paradise ... by Yvonne M. Morgan ... Pages 10-11
Weeding is Necessary ... by Donna J. Miller.. Page 12-13
Morning Coffee ... by Michael E. Wells ... Pages 14-15
Thank You Lord ... by Irene Surya ... Page 16
Poem and Photo ... Karen Ruhl ... Page 17
The Day I Found My Idols ... By Brianna Barrett ... Pages 18-19
Photography by NancyDeJesus ... Page 20-21
Love and the “Least” of These ... By Shara Bueler-Repka ... Pages 22-23
A Thing Of Beauty ... by Nicole Byrum ... Pages 24-25
Book Reviews ... Pages 26-27 (Support our writers)
No Fear ... By Linda Castro ... Pages 28-29
Comfort Food ... by Melissa Gween Meek ... Pages 30-31
PleasekeepChralieKirk’swifeandfamilyinyourthoughtsandprayers.
Stephen ... By Michael Buchanan... Page 32
Photo by Karen ... Page 33
Photos 34-37
Pucker Pass ... By Shara Bueler-Repka ... Page 38-39
Nancy’s Photos ... Page 40
Lord God, we thank you for all that you do for us each day. We pray for our families, for their safety, and for each of them to know you.
Lord, over the last year, there have been so many tragedies involving the weather. Fires, floods, high winds, and more. The floods have caused death and destruction around the world. We ask for protection, to keep the waters within their boundaries, for houses and living quarters be safe. We ask that the farmers are able to plant their fields and have a blessed harvest this year. And we lift up every family that has experienced the loss of a loved one.
Lord, we thank you for holding on to us during times when we can hardly hold our heads up. We have witnessed incredible help coming from people giving up their time to help rebuild. Praise you for keeping them safe and providing as only you can do.
We pray this in the mighty name of Jesus.
Amen
John Alexander 2019
Words spread like leaves that fall down from the trees. They flutter about, and they go where they please.
Some leaves show their beauty with colors so bright, While others all withered, no longer share light.
Our world’s filled with words of all colors and hues, I’ll never hear all of them, how do I choose?
Many words all around me, I have to discern, Which words build me up, help me grow, help me learn.
Some words come my way that I hold close and keep. Some others are hurtful, I toss in a heap.
Letting go of what’s cruel will help me be free, No resentment or bitterness clinging to me.
Wise words can speak truth when they’re spoken in love. They whisper so softly, descend like a dove.
I will cherish the words that I love like old friends. The ones warm and cozy, not swayed by new trends.
What I hear, what I read, is important to me.
Words I share form the image that others can see. Some people stay distant, no need to be near, Just a casual “howdy” is all they will hear.
Others come nearer, we’ll share a porch swing, And talk about weather, or flowers, or spring. A few will grow close, and we sit by the fire, Sharing dreams of the future and our heart’s desire.
But how do my words reach beyond those I know, To share what I’ve learned and help others to grow? I can share all my thoughts if I write from my soul. My words can bring comfort, help others be whole.
My words can be read even though we’re apart, Like leaves from a tree that are shared from my heart.
John Alexander
2019
October, some leaves begin to show their colors, others just wither. The forest is full of trees with leaves of all colors and hues. Several years ago, as I pondered the beauty of leaves in the fall, I began considering words that fall from our lips and from our pen or keyboard, such a variety from which to choose. I’m grateful to have been given the opportunity to share in Faith on Every Corner every month for many years now. It’s allowed me to share, along with others, words from the heart. The magazine is a way to share words with the world, to preserve them, pressed like leaves, in the pages of a magazine. I pray that the words I and others share are an inspiration to those who read our words from the heart. I pray you enjoy the poem I chose to share this month.
John Alexander QuietTimeRhymes.com
Award-winning author Melissa Henderson writes inspirational messages laced with a bit of humor. With stories in books, magazines, devotionals and more, Melissa hopes to encourage readers. Melissa is the author of “Licky the Lizard” and “Grumpy the Gator”. Her passions are helping in community and church. Melissa is an Elder, Deacon and Stephen Minister. Follow Melissa on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and at https://www.facebook.com/melissa.henderson.9440
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By Melissa Henderson
The sounds of summer are now turning into the sounds of autumn. Early mornings and late afternoons bring the engine roars of yellow school buses. The middle of the day is quiet now. School is in session. Folks are at work. The neighborhood sounds have changed. On a recent afternoon, Alan called me to the back door. “Do you hear that clinky clanky sound? That’s our neighbor’s air conditioning unit. They are out of town. I’m going to text them.” Yes, I heard that clinky clanky sound.
Alan texted the friend. Luckily, the man had an app on his phone and would turn off the unit. We stood at the back door and listened as the air conditioner stopped making the awful noise. We hoped all would be well
A few days later, we noticed a heating and cooling repair truck parked in their driveway. Two men got out of the truck and approached the outdoor unit. After walking to and from their work vehicle, testing with various pieces of equipment, and calling someone on the phone, they left. We assumed everything was fixed and working well.
Interesting turn of events. Our friend texted to say there was nothing wrong with the unit. No repairs needed, and the service guys didn’t hear anything out of the ordinary. He was thankful that Alan had contacted him and that there was no need for repairs.
Alan and I were embarrassed that we had caused the friend concern. We worried that the house would be hot when he returned from vacation, because the air had not been turned on for a few days.
Then, we paused and realized how we would want someone to contact us if there was a chance of danger. We’re thankful there was no large repair bill for our friend. We’re glad the unit is working properly.
We’re not sure what was making the clinky clanky sound. We haven’t heard that noise since that day. The friend returned home safely, and all is well.
How often do we ignore the signs of someone needing help? Perhaps we’re busy and think that someone else will help. Maybe we don’t know what to do, so we do nothing.
God cares for His creations, and we are called to care for others. Alan and I are thankful to live in a wonderful neighborhood where friends check on everyone, wave hello, share conversations and laughter, pray, and give thanks for people we know and those we don’t know.
Who can you check on today? Is there someone who may need a smile and a friendly hello? Remember to care for God’s creations. Show God’s love today and always.
“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” (Matthew 25:40 NIV)
In His Name, Melissa Henderson
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Yvonne M Morgan, Christian author and speaker
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Turning Mountains into Molehills (2017)
By Yvonne M. Morgan
My husband and I spent three days at Silver City Mountain Resort near Three Rivers, California. The resort’s claim to fame is a 21-mile road that snakes up the Sierra Nevada Mountain and contains 639 turns. Driving the route can take over one hour.
At points, the treacherous road is only wide enough for one car, with sharp curves and perilous dropoffs. When we met another car on the road, it scared me as thoughts of plunging to my death flooded my mind. I closed my eyes while I grasped the doorknob. My knuckles turned hite from the pressure, and I stomped on my imaginary brake. Gasps escaped my lips, while my heart hammered against my ribs because of the unnerving path.
Once we arrived at the top, and I calmed down enough to focus, I marveled at the incredible beauty of nature in the surrounding area. Massive sequoias stood against the cloudless blue sky, their rough bark contrasting with the smooth needles of various pines. At 7,000 feet, the air felt crisp and cool, a welcome contrast to the sweltering 90+ degrees at the mountain’s base.
The detailed description of this mountain paradise on its website, promising breathtaking views and serene trails, is what drew me to it. “This remote and difficult destination is more than worth the effort, as you will never see tour buses or lines of people up here. Instead, you will find the mountains in their rawest and purest form. Nestled in this pure-redwood oasis is a Sequoia resort that boasts luxury cabins for an unplugged vacation.” (Silvercityresort.com). The view that unfolded before me exceeded all expectations.
The visit ended, and my heart filled with dread for the steep trip back down. These thoughts made me realize this visit was like Matthew 7:14 (NIV). A Christ follower’s path might mirror the resorts’ roads: tricky, with risks for those who lack focus. Driving the freeway of life might offer an easier path, but we might miss out on reaching the paradise (Heaven) God planned for us when we follow the crowds. The narrow, winding road of faith is like our arduous drive up the mountain, and our heavenly destination is worth the trouble.
A fun fact we learned is that back in the 60-70s, Walt Disney, known for his grand visions, tried to purchase thousands of acres on the Mineral King Mountain next to the resort. He planned to build a massive resort that included luxurious hotels, savory restaurants, and skiing, projecting over 2 million visitors a year. One of the major sticking points for Disney was the winding, pothole-ridden roadway up to the resort. At first, they planned to build a better road. As the cost soared, they envisioned a cog railway. Its rhythmic chugging would ferry visitors up the fifteen miles to the resort, sparing them the bumpy road.
After years of court battles, the Sequoia National Park incorporated the land of the resort into the park to protect it from any future commercial development. The area remains raw and pure, with a pristine landscape.
Matthew 7:13 in the NIV version encourages us to use the narrow (less popular) gate, though it’s a hard path. The world whispers temptations, a constant pressure for us to conform. They want us to crave the easy life, a life of plush comfort and effortless ease, and blindly follow the crowd without question. “Follow us!” they scream while Christ whispers, “Follow me, and I will lead you to paradise.”
Don’t trade the simple beauty of God’s plans for the alluring glitter of the world’s plan. And someday, God’s narrow and scary path will lead us to the sights and sounds of paradise in our heavenly home with him. The narrow path leads us to a deeper and more intentional relationship with God, guiding us to a life lived under His principles, rich with purpose. This differs from a worldly path, one of easy self-indulgence and pleasure. We have a choice, but God determines the ending, whatever it may bring.
Heavenly Father, I come before you as I choose to walk the narrow road, the one that leads to life through your Son, Jesus Christ. Grant me the strength, wisdom, and courage to turn away from the temptations and distractions of the world, and to follow your will. Fill me with your Holy Spirit, and guide me daily as I strive to walk in your ways. I ask this in Jesus’ name. Amen.
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Donna is a preschool curriculum writer for Lifeway and loves teaching two year olds at her church, Hudson First Baptist. She is a retired elementary school media coordinator and K-1 teacher. She loves all children - especially her 4 grandchildren! She loves to read, scrapbook, and make cards. Donna lives in Hudson, NC with her husband, Lewis. They enjoy traveling together.
By Donna J. Miller
Do you like to weed a garden? Since I have never had a green thumb, I haven’t done much gardening and have not pulled weeds very often. In fact, one of my favorite rubber stamps says, “If you need a plant killed, I am here for you.”
However, as a school media coordinator and a church librarian, I have done my share of “weeding” a library collection. Weeding is necessary because books and audiovisual materials get old. No one really wants to read a book with yellowing pages or listen to a book on CD that skips over and over. Damaged materials should be repaired, replaced, or discarded. Torn and unattractive items are often easy to spot. Patrons will bring them in and say, “This page is falling out” or “The binding is coming apart.” That is a definitive sign to take action on that item.
When I became a school media coordinator in 2000, I began a comprehensive analysis of our collection. The school had a new principal who was willing to budget money for replacing out of date books. I went from shelf to shelf and found many books that needed to be discarded or replaced.
There was a set of United State books (one for each state) that were copyrighted in the 1960s. Many changes had occurred in every state in those forty years, but the Florida book caught my eye and made me laugh out loud. It stated, “Orlando is a sleepy town with orange groves.” Since Disney World opened in 1971, and other theme parks and attractions followed, that was not an accurate description! That knowledge compelled me to look for a new set of state books.
Then as I moved to the biographies, there was a biography of O.J. Simpson. It stated that O.J. would be remembered for his “touchdown run” in a game in the 1970’s. Hmmm… that one left me shaking my head. Yes, sports fans probably can replay several O.J. runs in their heads over and over. However, many other people remember his Bronco chase and trials. That book needed to be weeded as well.
Library materials often get outdated. Remember little Pluto? In school, I learned about 9 planets. Now Pluto is considered a dwarf planet and there are only 8 planets. A whole shelf full of solar system books required a closer look to be sure they were accurate.
Does weeding apply to our lives? Scriptures often use agricultural imagery to convey spiritual truth because most of the people in Bible times grew their own food. Weeding can symbolize the removal of sin and false teaching from our lives. In Matthew 13, Jesus talked about a sower who sows seeds in different kinds of soil. One of his examples is about the man who sows good seed in his field, but then an enemy comes and sows weeds among the wheat. The two grow together until harvest when the weeds are burned and the wheat is gathered in the barn. Sometimes I am my own enemy. I sow the seeds of Bible study and listening to strong Bible teaching and then turn around and allow myself to be exposed to things that are not good.
I try to remember Paul’s instructions in Philippians 4:8: “Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable—if there is any moral excellence and if there is anything praiseworthy—dwell on these things.” Often I succeed, but sometimes I am easily distracted. We live in a world with many negative distractions.
Hebrews 12:1 b-2a encourages believers “to lay aside every hindrance and the sin that so easily ensnares us. Let us run with endurance the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of our faith.” As Christians, we are called to remove sin and distractions (the weeds) from our lives and run the race with perseverance.
It is not only our responsibility to weed sin and false teachings from our own lives, but we need to help those we influence who wander from the truth. James 5:19-20 reminds us: “My brothers and sisters, if any among you strays from the truth, and someone turns him back, let that person know that whoever turns a sinner from the error of his way will save his soul from death and cover a multitude of sins.”
Gardeners remove weeds to allow plants to thrive, librarians remove outdated books to provide a better collection, and we can "cleanse ourselves from every impurity of the flesh and spirit” to live a life pleasing to God. (2 Corinthians 7:1b)
Galatians 6:7b reminds us that “For whatever a person sows he will also reap.” And Galatians 6:9 encourages, “Let us not get tired of doing good, for we will reap at the proper time if we don’t give up.”
What do you need to weed from your life? And what do you need to sow? I challenge you to sow God’s truth, moral excellence, and love in your life each day!
All scriptures are from the Christian Standard Bible.
Michael E. Wells has a passion for writing letters of Christian encouragement. With poetic style and moving messages, the reader is often comforted and consoled, inspired and refreshed. Since his retirement from Federal Service in 2006, most mornings are spent penning letters of the heart. Tucked away in the foothills of Pennsylvania, his is an idyllic lifestyle in a pastoral setting. This backdrop helps to set both mood and message for his many writings. You can find his book, “Morning Coffee with Words For The Day” at Amazon.com.
by Michael E. Wells
A simple faith for complex times. One that holds firm to a hope and a favourable outcome. Not one of fantasy but of tangible experience. To find something deep within ourselves to shield us from the horrors and tragedies in life. Some would say, “There is no there there.” But we who have found substance and Presence, rely greatly on our find.
The power of belief...invisible in itself, yet seen through the one who exercises it. The ability to remain steadfast and persevere against all odds, to see those things that are not as though they were. To hold deep seated words as truths and promises, is to be at peace when others have lost theirs. It is to speak wisdom when others would waver in decision.
Belief finds its greatest power in giving itself to a higher cause, a noble pursuit. We have many choices in life and many causes. Jesus said, “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” His life was given as a ransom for many. He lives still today, to save more through your words and actions. Today may love be your cause, heaven its reward and belief the power.
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(I highly recommend this book! - Karen)
An uncertainty to some but a comfort to others. It can be viewed with trepidation or a sense of peace. It all depends on our belief of a guidance or simply wandering, of following or a blind venture. To take liberty with a famous line, “Yes Virginia, there is a God.”
There is a road less traveled, a path of promise that is available to all. Not seen with eye but felt with heart. Though it weaves through unfamiliar territory we are confident of the journey’s end for Whom we walk beside.
With a map given to us by those who have seen the other side, we are left with a choice: believe and pursue or dismiss and be lost. As someone once said, “Choose wisely.” Truly there is only one choice to bring us safely to the end of our long and winding road.
A famous song by Led Zeppelin filled with many occultic references. The listeners are led on a mystical journey in search of heaven. Greatly influenced by Satanist Aleister Crowley’s writings it is both ethereal and damning.
The passage to the afterlife is and should be one’s life quest. Question is, is there such a thing? 4000 years before Crowley penned his fable Jacob saw the true vision. Angels ascending and descending the stairway to heaven as God looked down.
He proclaimed the place he stood, “The house of God, the very gateway to heaven.” Gen 28:10-17 Fast forward 2000 years, Jesus validates Jacob’s dream in John 1:51 and explains He is that staircase. Over and over He states He is the door, the gate and the way. Jesus truly is that Stairway to Heaven.
By Irene Surya
When I walk hand in hand
With the Man of Calvary, When I talk about my days With the Lord of the universe,
know there is No better friend than Him, I know, there is No greater guide than my creator.
When I am weary and tired
Dr. Irene Surya is an awardwinning author of her book, In Solitude with God. Her poems have been published in various magazines and anthologies. She has a passion for writing for the Lord and glorifying His name through her writings. She loves and serves the Lord with her husband.
Under the enormous weight of sin, I know, I am not lost, As the Lord has forgiven me with love.
When I am cold and lonely
Sinking in the miry depths, I know, the Lord will rescue me He will place me on secure ground.
When I am wallowing deep In self doubt and insecurity, I know, He calls me by name, I am His and He is mine.
Thank you, Lord
For cherishing me as your child, Let me be always assured Of your love and grace forever.
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Here is a poem about Jesus Christ, which focuses on His love, sacrifice, and role as a source of light and hope: (author unknown, seems to be AI)
From heavens high, a love descended, To walk the earth, a path not ended In triumph great, but at a cross, To save a world, to count no loss.
He bore our sorrows, bore our pain, Through every storm, through sun and rain. He broke the chains of sin and fear, And whispers hope when shadows appear. His gentle words, a guiding light, To lead us through the darkest night. He is the Shepherd, strong and true, And in His heart, our solace grew.
The weary soul finds rest and peace, Where His forgiveness brings release. He makes the broken spirits whole, The living hope within the soul.
So from this world, we turn our gaze, To Him who sets our hearts ablaze, With gratitude, with love’s sweet art, For Christ, the Centre of our heart.
Poem author - unknown
Photo - Karen Ruhl 2025
Brianna is a Carolina girl who loves Jesus and her family. She enjoys watching the sunrise, photography, reading, writing, and paddleboarding. According to her teenage son, she’s a master chef in the kitchen, making gluten-free cuisine from around the world. Her writing and photography have appeared in numerous publications including Faith On Every Corner, Creation Illustrated, and Our Story Magazine, and she is a contributor to The Grit and Grace Project and Broken But Priceless Magazine where she writes the column, “From A Homemaker’s Heart”. Her first devotional book, “Hope in the Healing: A 40-Day Devotional Journey Through Chronic Illness” is due out this spring. Check out her latest works at www.briannagrams.com and connect with her on Instagram, Facebook, or Pinterest.
By Brianna Barrett
This past month, my family took a massive road trip. We traveled roughly 1700 miles along the open highway as we ventured down approximately 2/3s of the iconic Route 66–the mother road of America—in 5 days. The days were long, and it was a lot of riding, but the time the three of us spent together was beyond precious.
One section of the road had horseshoe curves - 191 curves in an 8-mile stretch. Some curves, as we ascended this mountain, didn’t have guardrails. Normally, I would have been freaking out in the back seat with a full-fledged panic attack, thinking we were going to die. This time, things were different. I wasn’t anxious or worried - I enjoyed the scenery and the trip.
The past year reminded me of this road. There were turns and twists that I never saw coming. There were moments when I felt like I might slide down. The road had many bumps along the way. Yet, I also found beauty in the quiet moments, our shared celebrations and successes, and the time we spent together. When I focused on my circumstances, it was easy to lose sight of Jesus. It was easy to become overwhelmed and underappreciated. Life is hard, and some seasons are a lot harder than others, but I’ve learned five key reasons not to worry.
1. God is always with you - Matthew 28:20b - “And be sure of this: I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” (NLT).
Even when we are passing through hard times and the good times too, God never leaves us. Things don’t overwhelm Him. He can handle all the things that life throws at us. But when we are feeling lonely and like everyone has deserted us, God is still there, holding onto us even when no one else is.
2. God will fight for you - Exodus 14:14 “The Lord himself will fight for you. Just stay calm.” (NLT).
Moses is speaking to the Israelites about their escape plan from the Egyptians. In the verse prior, Moses tells the Israelites, “‘Don’t be afraid. Just stand still and watch the Lord rescue you today.’” (Exodus 14:13a NLT). When we allow God to fight our battles, not only are we releasing control to Him, but He’s fighting battles on our behalf we know nothing about. In verse 13, we are called not only not be afraid but to stand still, to stop trying to control the situation and allow God to work on our behalf.
3. God knows you by name - Isaiah 43:1b “‘Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine.’” (NLT).
God has called us to be His. He created us, forming us and knitting us together in our mother’s wombs (Psalm 139:13). God knows you. He knows the thoughts and desires that you don’t vocalize.
4. God has plans for you - Jeremiah 29:11 “‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ says the Lord. ‘They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.’” (NLT).
God has a plan for our lives. He already knows what’s going to happen and how it’s going to happen. He knows how things are going to turn out, and in the end, they are going to be good plans. They are hope-filled plans giving us a future. So when you can’t see how the current situation is going to turn out, have faith; God has it already worked out for your good.
5. God is your refuge -Psalm 62:8 “O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge.” (NLT).
King David was no stranger to anxiety and stress. He endured hardship and trials, yet remained faithful to the Lord. He knew the source of his help, strength, and refuge. King David knew that the Lord would handle his problems.
As the little rental car traveled through these narrow passages, I was reminded that even though there were seasons of hard, God was my refuge, never leaving me but calling me by name, making plans for me, and fighting my battles. He alone is my strength and peace. Today I hope you find one of these verses to tuck into your heart, to meditate and pray on it. Allow God into your situation.
Reflection Questions:
1. Which verse resonated with you today?
2. Write out a prayer, praying the verse you choose.
3. Do you have a special verse that brings you peace?
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Shara Bueler-Repka is enjoying life as a singer/ songwriter/recording artist, freelance writer, and awardwinning author. She and her husband, Bruce, live in their living quarters horse trailer and call “home” wherever their rig is parked. Their mailbase, however, is Hallettsville, Texas. She loves sharing God’s Word through music with her husband, riding their horses (aka The Boys) in the backcountry, and writing about God’s grace in their various adventures on the trail less traveled.
By Shara Bueler-Repka
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ’Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?”
And the King will answer and say to them, “Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to me’”—Matthew 25:37-40 (NIV).
Many people take offense at others they don’t understand—ones they think are not like them. Walking in those icy waters of offense leaves everyone cold. But when we choose to walk empowered by God’s love, it’s a compassionate, gentle walk that warms even the coldest of hearts; it considers and reaches out to those society calls “the least of these.”
We entered a different world as we walked through the compound. The wrought iron gate spoke finality as it clanged shut behind us. The education specialist chatted casually, putting us at ease as we passed through yet another iron-clad gate before reaching the administration area of the correctional facility.
My husband, Bruce, and I had met the specialist at a rodeo where we sang, and she’d invited us to this juvenile detention center on the Mexican border to sing and minister to the kids. They arrived here for various reasons and from various backgrounds. But they shared a common thread—hurts that no child should have to endure. Upon release, most went right back into the situations they came from. They needed hope. Background checks completed, we made our way through the surprisingly cheerful hallways to a little classroom. We noticed that the staff made great efforts to create a place of peace for these kids. We hauled in our sound system which seemed a bit much for this tiny space, but these were kids—if it was loud, hey, all the better. We set up and let the Holy Spirit roll, listening intently as He guided us in what to sing and say.
However, it was a challenge to ignore the seemingly icy stares we received in reward for our smiles. Word to the wise—never gauge what’s going on in someone’s head by their face: We saw blank faces; we saw skeptical faces; we saw “I think I want to hurt you” faces. (However, we did see at least one happy face—he sat in the front row, and we needed that face!)
But the Lord looks past the ‘faces’ and shoots straight for the heart. Those kids learned that day Jesus loved them and had an awesome plan for each one of their lives. He knew each one’s need and met them right where they were. Glimmers of light began to peek through their protective walls until the child-in-them finally broke through.
It was a privilege to minister to those kids. And, wow, the beautiful notes we received in the mail from them—priceless!
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”;-Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)
Tough, rambunctious kids poured off the bus from the inner city of Los Angeles and headed toward their bunkhouses. A tossing tide of waving arms and jumping bodies joined loud, animated voices, electrifying the still, country air of the Wyoming bible camp: the “kids (as they affectionately called themselves) had arrived.
In our opinion, they were the best group of all the kids that came to the camp that summer—kids grateful for the opportunity to be in a beautiful place like this. Bruce and I had the privilege of singing for them on horseback at their campfire and driving the speedboat that whirled them around the lake on inner tubes.
As we spent time with them, we caught glimpses into their world. I coasted the speedboat into the shore, and Bruce helped a group of kids into the boat, buckling them into life jackets and arranging them on the seats. Fear and apprehension emanated from their eyes, but they were game.
As I drove out onto the lake and positioned the boat for takeoff, however, a pair of fists suddenly confronted me. “You’;d better not throw me out of the inner tube!" A teenage girl, sitting on my left, had risen from her seat, eyes flaring. The challenge was blatant as she dared me not to hurt her. Wow, that spoke volumes, I thought. I smiled, quickly assuring she would be safe. also explained that she had the power to control the speed of the boat, simply by hand gestures, if I was going too fast for her. The flare-up was doused by simple respect, and she calmed down.
She not only faced her fear of the water, she was having so much fun she tried to dump HERSELF out of the tube. And when it came time for Bruce and I to leave the camp, she made it a point to be among those who hugged us to say goodbye.
It’;s easy to swing up on the proverbial band wagon and ride along on an elevated seat, pointing out ones that have made poor choices. However, ones considered "the least of these" are at the very center of God’s loving heart. Yes, we are all accountable for the choices we make, but we must never lose our compassion. No one is a lost cause. Love is a powerful force, and a simple act of kindness can melt a heart of stone.
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. -1 Peter 4:8 (NIV)
Nicole is a licensed marriage and family therapist with over 14 years of experience in community mental health. She is the author of Remade: Living Free a book written for women in recovery from substance abuse and unhealthy relationships.
Nicole also maintains a blog at nicolebyrum.com as well as a podcast, 5 Minute Word. Both focus on topics related to faith and relationships. She lives in Northwest Ohio with her husband and two children. When she’s not writing, you can find her reading, running, or cooking.
BY NICOLE BYRUM
Those of you who know me know I’m not artistic. Creative, yes. You want me to whip up content for a presentation or podcast? I got you. Create a devotional or write an article or book? No problem. But artistic? Nope. Not by a long shot! I can’t draw, paint, or craft. (And please don’t ask me to decorate for a party.)
As a wife and mom, I’ve often felt guilty for not making our home a more beautiful place. Don’t get me wrong- we have some decor going on. But when I compare my home to others who are gifted with making a home aesthetically pleasing, I feel as though I have failed my family.
I was praying about this very issue a few Wednesdays ago during our church’s weekly prayer meeting. As I prayed for both the desire and perseverance to make my home lovely, I also randomly wondered what Jesus would think about the state of my home. Would I feel embarrassed if he were to walk through the front door? Almost immediately, I felt the Holy Spirit guide me to Scripture. Specifically, 1 Peter 3:3-4.
In these verses we learn the true beauty of a woman does not come from her braided hair, clothing, or jewelry, but from a gentle and quiet spirit. I have to say, it was kind of a lightbulb moment. I had never really considered how this also applies to a home environmentthat the beauty a woman contributes to her home isn’t about her decorating style, but about the beauty she brings through warmth, gracious words, a hospitable spirit, and a servant heart.
I then remembered how Jesus scolded the Pharisees for washing the outside of the cup while being inwardly full of greed; and how he compared them to beautiful white washed tombs which inside were full of dead people’s bones (Matthew 23:25-27). I was also reminded of the Scripture that says it’s better to have a simple dinner with love than a fattened ox and hatred with it (Proverbs 15:17).
All of these verses compiled in my mind in a moment’s time, and it became clear the Lord was telling me not to overlook the most important way to usher in beauty. It was freeing to think that making my home beautiful had nothing to do with wall hangings, plants, or stellar baseboards. Now don’t get me wrong- there’s certainly nothing wrong with nice clothing, jewelry, or braided hair. And there’s nothing wrong with lovely home decor! In fact, I fully believe we should do what we can to make our homes visually pleasing. But what a relief to know that the beauty that pleases the Lord is the bearing of the fruits of the Spirit and a heart that longs to do His will. In this way, I will strive to make my home a thing of beauty.).
By Karen Ruhl
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Both of these books are great books to sit quietly and read them on a daily basis. Michael spent hours working on both of these books,
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Morning Coffee with words for the day is an invitation to step aside from the hustle and bustle of daily routine to reflect on the things which give our lives value. Genuine and personal relationship with God. My hope is that during the reading of these letters you may be encouraged in your walk with God. That you may be strengthened when your faith is weak and seek the Presence of The One who can make you strong. That you may experience a deeper relationship with the Creator God, who calls you, “His beloved”.
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By Linda Castro
“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7 KJV)
“Mom. I’m scared” My son said to me as we waited for a procedure for him at the hospital.
“It’s okay, Sweetheart.” I responded, “It’ll be fine. Nothing to be afraid of. You’ll be asleep and when you wake up, it will all be over.” I said, hoping my smile calmed his fear.
Earlier, listening to the specialist tell me what they were looking for during my son’s medical procedure was difficult. My son was my only child, and he had been diagnosed with an unknown medical condition that only three people in documented medical history had been diagnosed with. They were looking at Hospice as the next step.
How can this have happened? I kept asking myself. When my son was younger, he had been strong, wrestled in grade school and played football in high school. Later, he had gone to a well-known trade school instead of a four-year college because he had a specific interest and talent in a particular thing and didn’t want to put it off for four years while he studied basic information. I agreed.
But now, he was in his 40’s, lying in a hospital bed, and they were talking Hospice. While my son looked to me for comfort, I looked to God. There had to be a reason.
After more years of medical tests and months spent in Hospice, my son went home to Heaven. He was 47, had no children, and since he was my only child, that meant I had no children or grandchildren. But I had God.
Looking back at my son’s years that required outside help from various organizations, I thought of all the people that came into our home, some three hours a day, some once a month. But we always talked about God. Strangers we would never have met under different circumstances.
So, who knows how many of those strangers were touched by our faith and love in God and one thing we did not have was fear. all fear.
So, for anyone facing an insurmountable circumstance in their lives, God’s love covers Were my son and I tempted to fear at times? Of course. Were we looking for solutions that never came? Yes. But God had a plan for us and for each person who came into our home.
Simply Psychology defines fear like this: “Fear is a basic, emotional response to a perceived threat or danger.” God’s Word, the Bible, mentions two specific types of fear. The first type is beneficial and is to be encouraged. Like the awesome reference for God. The second type is a detriment and is to be overcome. You are an overcomer!
God has a plan for you. God loves you so much and gives you the strength to live the life He has planned. Whether you are the one who may be ill, or you are the caregiver or you are a family member just watching, God sees you. God gives you strength. Whatever happens in your life, even if it seems unfair at times, God’s Love will carry you through!
Remember:
“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7 KJV).
God’s got this. And God’s got you. His Love covers all fear.
Melissa Gween Meek makes North Canton, Ohio her homebase, is a searching Christian, using the Word and writing devotions and personal essays to deepen her faith. Through her life experiences of losing a spouse at the age of 47 and experiencing health struggles, she aspires to help others through her love for putting words of hope on paper. You can find her devotions on Christian Devotions Ministry at https://christiandevotions. us/viewauthor/3668 and Faith at Every Corner at https://www. faithoneverycorner.com/.
Melissa Gween Meek
Today in church I listened as my pastor spoke of grief. I held back tears, a conflicting tapestry of feelings tangled within me. The weight of the recent loss that others were just waking up to pressed upon my chest while beneath it, I felt a fragile and selfish sense of relief- I too had walked through darkest depths of grief. In that sacred space, surrounded by my church family, I allowed myself to drift back to a time when grief had been my constant companion after the loss of my husband. It was a journey filled with heartache and despair, that tested the limits of my faith and resilience, but I didn’t walk it alone……
It took about fifteen years to recover as I fought with restlessness. Adrift like clouds floating overhead, days and years can pass by without much thought. I had a spot I visited shortly after my husband’s death, an ice cream parlor with a courtyard. I consumed my comfort food with spite. As I mindlessly ate this treat, I looked around and resented people full of life as I sat stagnant in what life had for me.
God’s strength comes through other people. Lori presented encouragement at just the right time. She was a fun salesclerk at a small women’s department store I frequented, who invited me to go to her church. That directed my path towards restoration. Looking back God knew just what I needed first, a strong church family.
Yvonne, the Women’s Ministry leader at my new church family, spread her wings of protection and comfort over me. Her women’s retreat titled Strand of Sisters opened my heart to take that “box off the shelf” that the retreat spoke off. The bitterness I had hidden in my box needed let out.
Shortly after that retreat and back home I pondered on the retreat and what spoke to me, my heart and soul started to feel God’s presence and strength more and more.
My heart told me, “To heal begins when you realize you are not alone in the loneliness. There is no firm timeframe of when life magically falls back into place. Spiritual health doesn’t come until you quit trying to go back to what had been normal”.
I began to feel myself again when I lifted myself up out of the past and started to live in the present. That didn’t happen in my isolation, but with good people by my side.
Nine years into the healing journey, I sit with more of the same comfort food at the same ice cream parlor, but the spite has been lifted. A small child skips with her mom. A dog is led and given a small doggy treat as his owner enjoyed his own ice cream. The resentment I had feltin other’s happiness didn’t sting as bad. I caught myself smiling.
The compassionate part of me feels empathy for those just beginning the grief journey. But I am aware that God’s graces can hold you up. It will get better just when you think you can’t go on. I don’t have all the answers about the whys of loss. As my pastor said today“We may not get the answers we want. But we will gain strength in a God who will hold us up, with good people besides us if we are in need”
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Mike Buchanan is an author andfreelance writer. His love for writing and poetry, along with his passion to be of help to cancer patients, inspired him to author the book “Mountains of Hope: Surrounding the Valley of Cancer.” This inspirational book provides dailydoses of encouragement for those challenged by the disease. He recently published his most recent book, Feeling Down? Look Up!! Mike is also a featured contributing writer for several Christian magazines. Mike and his wife, Darlene, live in Buckeye, Arizona.
Mike Buchanan
“But he, being full of the Holy Spirit, gazed into heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God...” (Acts 7:55)
Stephen had just laid out one of the greatest defenses of his brand-new Christian faith. It was so new they weren’t even called Christians yet; they were being called “The Way”. He had done it to people who were likely responsible for turning over Stephen’s Lord to be killed. They hadn’t liked what Jesus said to them when He was alive. They definitely didn’t like it coming from Stephen.
So, much like with Jesus, they gave Stephen a quick trial. The proceedings led to an even speedier verdict. When the religious leaders heard Stephen’s proclamation about Jesus, they literally ran him out of town to stone him.
Sometimes we say things people don’t like. Hopefully, we do it for Jesus. Prayerfully, we do it like Jesus. If we ever have to pay the price of Jesus and Stephen, may we respond the way they did, by looking up and offering forgiveness (see Acts 7:60).
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Shara Bueler-Repka is enjoying life as a singer/ songwriter/recording artist, freelance writer, and awardwinning author. She and her husband, Bruce, live in their living quarters horse trailer and call “home” wherever their rig is parked. Their mailbase, however, is Hallettsville, Texas. She loves sharing God’s Word through music with her husband, riding their horses (aka The Boys) in the backcountry, and writing about God’s grace in their various adventures on the trail less traveled.
By Shara Bueler-Repka
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths”—Proverbs 3:5-6.
It was a happy trail. The views were spectacular as the Big Horn Mountains rose from the pristine pines and green meadows. Patches of snow dotted the crevices at the higher elevations. White puffy clouds drifted across the pastel blue sky.
We moseyed down the well-worn path—six riders enjoying God’s incredible creation. No worries on this path-unknown, as the GPS coordinates showed a direct route to Grace Lake.
We picked our way down a technical slope, but all rode with ease to the lakeshore. Rather than riding back on the same trail or ambling around what looked to be a longer route, we chose the shortcut on the map. (This “shortcut”, however, led us on a 7-hour, 16-mile (total) loop, meandering through canyons and over mountains. As the afternoon turned into early evening, we envisioned an overnight stay at 9000+ elevation!)
Our route got rather interesting as we rounded a corner around a boulder. The trail headed up the side of a mountain, with about a hundred-foot steep descent to the Paint Rock River. We figured there’d be a quick end to this precarious path, but it kept going…and going…and continued to climb. Blind corners sparked anxious imaginations of shale slides, other riders, hikers, or worse, a fallen log, making it impassable.
We all had the “willies” in varying degrees. However, there was nothin’ for it but to keep riding as there was no way to turn around.
As the trail severely narrowed, the horse I rode got a little jiggy. Her back hoof slipped off the soft edge, sending me into serious “help me, Jesus” prayers, as I tried to ignore the river rapids roaring below. You can bet I had both hands on the reins and ditched any thoughts of snapping a photo. (Pictures rarely do a pucker-trail justice, anyway.)
(Riders “in the know” told us later, a bit wide-eyed, that this part of the trail was named Pucker Pass. And, to our astonishment, this trail was a “one way”, and we had been traveling the opposite direction!)
Finally, the personality of the terrain changed to better footing and gentler slopes. We all breathed a sigh of relief as we sat on our horses in a small clearing at the bottom.
As I reflect, I figure the worst parts of the trail were the “what ifs”. “What if” the aforementioned insurmountable obstacles blocked our way? “What if” the impending storm hit while we traversed the more “pucker” parts? “What if” one of our horses spooked, or? and down we’d tumble over the rock-strewn mountain into the whitewater of the River? “What if”…
We made it safely back to camp, but we all wished we had a guide who knew the trails.
Kinda like life. Life is moving along with all its beauty and comfort. You’re confident of where you’re going, and then “bam”! You find yourself on an unexpected difficult ‘trail’ full of “what ifs”: “What if“ I can’t hack it? “What if” an obstacle suddenly appears and I can’t overcome it? “What if” I slip and fall hopelessly into an abyss? “What if” …
In these confusing times, wouldn’t it be nice if there were someone who could answer the questions: “How do we discern the truth?” “What is the right ‘trail’ to take?” “Does anyone have a clue where they’re going and can guide us through the rocky, obscure paths?”
Truth is, we do. God’s Holy Spirit is the ultimate Guide with the GPS that never loses signal. He knows the country and its entire map and will carefully guide us through. He leads us down trails that won’t harm us, but strengthen our trust. And the views? Amazing!
Of course, it’s our choice. We can choose to go it alone, trying to figure everything out for ourselves, living in fear of the “what ifs”. Or, we can choose to follow the Guide Who is more than willing to “ride” with us.
I don’t know about you, but I wallowed in the fear of the “what ifs” for way too long. I’ve learned that His grace is sufficient to cover anything I face. 2 Timothy 1:7 encourages: “God did not give us the spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind”.
Even though there are always tough trails to traverse, I can appreciate the beauty of the “trail” around me because I can trust Him to guide me through the rocky paths and bring me safely into “camp”. (Philippians 4:4-7)
“However, when He, the Spirit of truth, has come, He will guide you into all truth; for He will not speak on His own authority, but whatever He hears He will speak; and He will tell you things to come”–John 16:13
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