Safely Nestled

by Alicia Jones - June 29, 2019

The last few days have been weary ones. Have they been for you, too? We all go through seasons of life, sometimes seasons of the weeks. One minute we’re rested, happy, feeling well, the house is in order, all the things are done. The next, we’re running on two hours of sleep, baby is sick, the house is a disaster, and we are weary down to our very soul. Maybe the weariness comes from more than physical exhaustion.

Maybe it also comes from a very real place of darkness as you struggle with a loss, a trial, a burden. We’ve all been there. Don’t be fooled by perfect social media photos. We all have our weary days, our sad and troubled thoughts, our moments of frustration. It’s now more than ever that we need to consciously remind ourselves of our identity in Christ and Who is in charge of the big picture. As Charles Spurgeon said: “I have learned to kiss the wave that throws me against the Rock of Ages.” In the pull of weariness against our very sanity, sometimes it feels like we don’t have the energy to even take a moment to remind ourselves of truth. We want to nobly embrace the hardship and march to Jesus on our own, but we’re tired. We’re just so tired. But that is when we’re already there. We’re already snuggled in the safety of that Rock of Ages. Maybe we didn’t realize that we had been swept there, but there we are. And Jesus is just waiting for us to acknowledge that we need the comfort He is already trying to give. He’s up above and around us, sheltering us. When the storm clouds lighten a little—just enough for us to see through the blur—, we’ll open our tired eyes and see that our Rock is there. We didn’t have to run to Him on our own strength at all. He had already sheltered us, even though we didn’t see or feel Him.

“you are my hope and stay”- Psalm 71:5

And He has been quietly waiting to listen to our outpoured tears and discouragement. Part of our identity in Christ is that we are His children. He is our Father. You know how a child sometimes has a bad dream that she cannot awaken from? Or considers himself lost in a store? There is panic, fear, tears—even though we are right there. It takes a moment to awaken from the bad dream and realize mama is already there to comfort and protect. It takes a moment to realize he wasn’t really alone in the store. Mama was right there, watching. They run to us, ready to receive help and comfort. It’s the same way with our heavenly Father. He’s already there. Psalm 71:5 says, “you are my hope and stay.” This literally means that God is our support. Our Father. Our hope. Our stay. Our Rock of Ages is so many things for us. And one thing is for sure: no matter how weary we are, He is not. His support is never ceasing, His love never failing.

Are you weary today?

Write Down 5 Ways God is Your Hope and Stay


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

June 29, 2019

For Freedom

by Alicia Jones - June 25, 2019

I love the 4th of July. Independence Day is such a special day in my city. Long before the 4th ever comes, neighbors are shooting off fireworks in anticipation for the big day. Public firework shows are everywhere—at the park, at the ball games. I personally attend a firework show at my favorite downtown park.

We always come early, spread out our blanket, and eat some homemade goodness—like the pretzel dogs and Victorian sponge I made last year. The city’s orchestra plays patriotic music, veterans tell stories and play their own music, street trucks serve up hot dishes, and our locally famous ice cream vendor is busy churning out yummy goodness. The mayor normally makes a speech and fireworks explode just as the orchestra finishes playing “The 1812 Overture.” It’s all rather like a Hallmark movie. I love the 4 th of July. It’s really good to reflect on what it is all about. Independence. Freedom. While we celebrate our country’s freedom on the 4th, it’s good to remember that we are free in another way, too!

“Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free…”- Galatians 5:1

Galatians 5:1 says, “Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free…” The context is, stand free in your liberty in Christ and do not let people put the chains of working for God’s favor around your neck. Christ already freed us. In Him, we are righteous before God. There is no need to work for God’s favor or salvation—we are free! We are free to serve, love, and obey him without fearing the crushing weight of eternal damnation or losing his love. Freedom is a beautiful word. It’s actually one of my favorite words. It’s a concept and a truth completely designed by God. In a world under the bondage of sin and death, he gives us the freedom of righteousness and life. As you celebrate our independence as Americans, let’s also take a moment to thank God for the freedom we have in him—and let’s also share that freedom with someone else!

How Do You Celebrate the 4th of July?


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

June 25, 2019

Love…The Greatest of These

by Alicia Jones - June 18, 2019

Love. It’s a beautiful word, isn’t it? It’s the cry of our hungry hearts. All of us—everyone—wants and needs love, even if they don’t admit it. However, I was reminded recently while watching a pretty cheesy chick-flick that love isn’t what the filmmaking industry always makes it out to be. Much as we love romance, a sweet guy with perfect hair who always says the right thing, and endless boxes of chocolate, those things aren’t the essence of lasting love.

Ultimately, our hearts are crying out for the love of our Abba Father. He alone can satisfy the longing of our soul and fill us with abiding love. After all, that is why He created us—for a love relationship with himself. Once we know that special love, our hearts are able to share it with others! 1 Corinthians 13 is full of special instructions on what real life, practical love looks like. I challenge you to read it sometime.

"But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.." - 1 Corinthians 13:13

Ask God to help you not skim over the familiar words and really ponder what it is written there. And, on that note, here are a few practical ways you can show God’s love to someone!

  • Volunteer at your local soup kitchen or homeless shelter. It’s not as intimidating as most people think! Serve with a smile—and you will find it is you who is blessed!
  • Spend just 5 minutes praying for someone and write a card letting them know you care! Cards not your thing? A social media message or email work too!
  • Spent a little time putting an unexpected gift together for someone. A mug with a little package of tea, coffee, or hot chocolate works! Or maybe a gift card and a simple note. Gifts speak volume about our love, because they mean that we have spent time, money, and thought in investing in someone.
  • Bless a busy mom or elderly friend by volunteering to pick up groceries, clean a room in their house, or watch a baby.
  • Host a tea. It doesn’t have to be fancy! Just give some moms, teachers, little girls, or anyone you want the gift of peace, laughter, and relaxation. Remember, serving and hospitality are all apart of love!
  • Pray for someone you really don’t like or have a conflict with. You may not be able to fix all the problems in that relationship. You may even have to put up boundaries and not really see them. But you can still pray for God to work and even to bless them. Consider setting one morning a week aside to do these things. Sometimes, practical love has to be scheduled in until it becomes a habit! And, remember, love is the greatest of all the spiritual gifts!

How Do You Show Practical Love?


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

June 18, 2019

More Than Sparrows

by Alicia Jones - June 2, 2019

I absolutely adore bird watching. I have a seed feeder, suet feeder, and hummingbird feeder on my back porch. Every day, I watch my pretty red male cardinal, my blushing brown female cardinal, sweet mourning doves, a noisy little mockingbird, robins, a funny little hummingbird who zooms into my windows, and sparrows.There is something very soothing about hearing birds twittering and chirping, whether it’s on my couch with my cup of coffee or camping in the great wilderness.

While I know some people just really can’t abide birds, I’m not one of them. The sprightly little hop of the robin, the majestic soaring of hawks, the busy motherliness of our local Canadian geese with their goslings—can you tell that I just love observing birds and all their unique characteristics? Birds seem innocent. Little and delicate, yet free. I’ve rescued sparrows before. Once, from an old school bus, where one was trapped inside. And several times, my family and I rescued baby birds from snakes trying to devour them in their nests. Birds, while free to soar, have many predators and dangers. And, every time one falls to the ground, the Father sees it. Can you imagine? God the Father created something so little, so seemingly unimportant, yet He knows and cares every time one falls to the ground.

"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows." - Matthew 10:29-31

In Matthew 10:29-31, Jesus says that we are worth more than the sparrows. He reminds us that the death of a little sparrow does not escape Him. So, how much more worth are we who are created in His image? Jesus specifically tells us in those verses to fear not. Amidst all the struggles and trials of life, He is watching over us. Nothing happens without His seeing it. Most importantly, He cares. Psalm 23 says that, even when we walk through the darkest valley, God is there with us. We need have no fear of evil days because He will comfort, strengthen, and guide us. Today, when life may seem rough and hard times overwhelm you, remember that you are worth so very much to the Father of love.

In what ways does creation point you toward our Father’s love?


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

June 02, 2019

Raising Arrows

by Alicia Jones - May 29, 2019

Raising Arrows is a popular phrase these days. You see it on mugs, shirts, nursery décor—you name it. I’ve always liked the phrase myself. I even own one of the Raising Arrows shirts from this boutique! Raising Arrows has a ring of courage to it, which I think we all like. It reminds us of the battle we are preparing our children for. It reminds us that, if our children are to make a difference in the uphill skirmish of God’s truths against this world, they need to be straight, sharp, and ready.

We envision little warriors, fighting for truth, justice, and mercy. That little phrase—that little peal of courage—is like a battle cry for us weary mothers. We are raising arrows. And it takes valor. It takes strength. It takes courage. Behind every sharp arrow, there is a tired mom who is begging and praying that she gets it right. Forming arrows is not a task for the faint of heart. But it is for the pure of heart—those who know they are weak and tired, but also know that their hearts have been washed clean by a Captain who will never leave their side or fail to guide them. Sometimes, it’s hard to remember that daily life—the simple, mundane tasks—is making a difference for eternity. The laundry, the cooking, the dishes, the never-ending chauffeuring to events and medical offices—it’s all so downright tedious. Unglamorous. Until you realize that it all has eternal value, because it is all for those little arrows who fight even now in the battle. They are making a difference in Christ’s kingdom. Sometimes, the work of a child is the most important work. They have a special ability to bless others with their baby smiles, childish concern, and innocence. Every child has a little ministry, a little ability to serve in the Kingdom now. And we have a part in that ministry because of the care and love we give them—a care and love they pass on to others.

"Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth." - Psalm 127:4

Raising our arrows for the big battles still to come is tough. It takes sleepless nights, self-sacrifice, tears, sweat, diligence, and the constant need to go back to our Captain and beg for his help. There are always questions and self-doubt. But it is all so worth it. Don’t lose hope, weary mamas, grandmas, or anyone raising arrows. Galatians 6:9 says, “and let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” God knows we get weary. But His Word is so full of promises to cheer and help us on our way. If we keep our eyes on the goal and return time and time again to Him, it will be easier to shoulder our work and remember that our little arrows are already making a difference. Take courage, mamas, and face each day with your battle cry. We’re raising arrows.

Do you see your children as arrows for the Kingdom?


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

May 29, 2019

Let Freedom Ring

by Alicia Jones - May 22, 2019

Memorial Day is a wonderful holiday dedicated to remembering all those who died while serving in the armed forces of the United States. While most know it as a long weekend dedicated to family fun and picnics, it means so much more. It’s a time to honor and remember a great sacrifice. My father, grandfather, and great grandfather are all army veterans. Although none of them died in service and so we do not remember them on Memorial Day, I have great respect for those who gave their lives in military service for others and made the ultimate sacrifice to eventually lay that life down.

Freedom has never been free. We thank our armed forces for all they do every day to protect us and our freedoms. In the same way, our ultimate freedom was also paid for by a life. Jesus came to earth for one great purpose: to give his life as a ransom for many. He made the ultimate sacrifice in a great battle of perfect holiness against total depravity to rescue sinners. By giving his life, he not only won that battle and gave life to all those who receive him, but he also gave us freedom. I used to think that Jesus died just to save us from hell. In reality, he died to give us so much more. He gives freedom to everyone that asks him. And I don’t just mean freedom from eternal punishment. By giving us a love relationship with himself, he gave us freedom from the power of sin and made us victorious. Victory. Freedom. Liberty. Sacrifice. Those are the exact same things we remember and honor during Memorial Day. Those are the exact same thing we can remember and honor and celebrate every single day of our lives as beloved children of God. In my own life, Jesus has given and is still giving me freedom from so many things. I have found freedom from the chains that used to bind me in self-condemnation. I may still struggle, but I am no longer bound.

"So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed." - John 8:36

In Christ, I am claiming and finding freedom from fear, from the need to prove myself and my worthiness to God, from self-imposed chains of legalism. Jesus wants us to live in the perfect law of liberty. If you are bound by the chains of fear, anger, hate, envy, laziness, legality, addiction, or anything else that is binding, he can and will strike away those chains. He can not only save you from eternal death but give you eternal life here and now by granting you a love relationship with himself. 2 Corinthians 3:17 says, …and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. John 8:36 says, So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. He is there, waiting to give you freedom. This weekend, as we remember those who have given their lives for freedom, let us all remember how Jesus gave his life for our liberty.

What is it you have found freedom from?


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

May 25, 2019

Of Strength and Honor

by Alicia Jones - May 15, 2019

Clothes shopping is so much fun! I’m sure you all would agree. After all, you’re here at a boutique site! I love clothes shopping for myself, for my boys, for my nieces, for sweet babies at church—for pretty much everyone. It’s so fun to pick out just the perfect outfit for a special person or for myself. I like to think that the Proverbs 31 woman liked clothes, too. After all, her household was clothed in fine scarlet clothes and she dressed herself in silk and purple. She even made clothes, specifically belts, for a living.

However, the Proverbs 31 woman was also known for another kind of clothing. She was known as someone who possessed so much strength and honor that it was recognized like a garment on her. She took these character traits with her wherever she went. Strength and honor are two powerful characteristics to possess, and we could write book after book with examples of how to cultivate strength and honor specifically in our lives. Strength can be mental, physical, emotional, and spiritual. It’s that little voice that encourages us to try again tomorrow. It’s that push that keeps us going when physically worn out. It’s that power under control that keeps our lips sealed in moments of anger or opened to speak gentle, lovely things. It’s that presence that helps us rise up against temptation and speak truth over ourselves.

She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. - Proverbs 31:25

Honor is found in graciousness; in the careful way we choose our words. It’s found in the presence of the help we give to others. It’s in the love we bestow, especially on those considered the “least of these” or in tough situations that are anything but love-inspiring. Only Christ can work strength and honor into our lives in such a way that others recognize these traits as a type of garment upon us. Without His Holy Spirit, we can do nothing. Our own efforts to become strong, honorable women fall short without Him. Today, allow me to encourage you to call upon God to radiate His strength and honor through you.

Comment the ways in which you see God working His strength and honor in you.


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

May 15, 2019

If the Stars Were Made to Worship So Will I

by Liz Mannegren - May 8, 2019

It was mid-February and I stood on a frozen lake, staring up at the brilliance of a night sky.

Away from the city and its light pollution, the stars seemed bigger and bolder than anything I had ever seen before. The ice was thick but I could hear its deep rumbling far below the surface. It cracked and groaned with surprising volume and my feet shook inside their fur-lined boots. I had never walked across a frozen lake before and I craved the security of solid ground. And yet, I couldn’t seem to move. I stood still and breathed deep, soaking up that moment of beauty – my fears paling in comparison to the majesty before me.

All of creation seemed to be crying out and my soul had no choice but to join in with the choir of the created.

I heard its praise in the thudding of deep water chunks of ice beneath my feet. I saw the reflection of God’s glory in the stars that burn light-years away, shimmering and dancing in indescribable delight. I felt the praise of the earth rise up to meet my own swelling heart.

Surrounded by the beauty of nature, God called me to worship.

Praise Him, sun and moon;
    praise him, all you shining stars.
Praise him, you highest heavens
    and you waters above the skies.

Let them praise the name of the Lord,
    for at his command they were created,
and he established them for ever and ever—
    he issued a decree that will never pass away.
-Psalm 148:3-6

I wish this posture of worship was my daily instinct.

All too often, I get caught up in the hectic schedules of 21st century life. It piles up, crowding my day planner with appointments and social events, swimming lessons and playgroups, reminders for spring cleaning and notes about meal prep. Chipping away at my time and energy reserves, I hurry from one moment to the next, forgetting to pause and re-direct my eyes upward.

We’re called to live a life of constant prayer and worship – a life that glorifies God in all we do.

And I need these reminders.

Spring flowers burst into bloom, pushing their heads up through soft soil, reminding me of life abundant. A puff of wind rustles through the pine boughs, fresh and cool against my face, reminding me of the freedom found in Christ. The nightingale outside my window sings its bedtime song, a reminder to rest in Him. Here is creation’s call to glorify.

I don’t always see it but when I do, the simultaneous majesty and simplicity of nature can stop me in my tracks and bring me to my knees in praise. In all that I do, I pray that this attitude of worship permeates and soaks deep within.

For if even the stars were created to praise, then so will I.

And long after we are gone, His creation will still sing on.


Liz lives in Vancouver, Canada with her husband and two littles. She is the mother of seven beautiful babies: carrying two in her arms but an extra five in her heart. In her spare time, you’ll most likely find her curled up on the couch reading books and sipping a frozen, sugary drink. For more stories on faith, motherhood, and loss, you can find her at mommymannegren.com

May 08, 2019

In His Time

by Alicia Jones - May 1, 2019

Mothering Amid the Must-Dos

Time spent as a mother moves at a bewildering pace.

Hours at night are strangely short, yet long. The daytime can be a dizzying blur of activity where the hours leap ahead, or, in the case of a screaming infant or potty-training toddler, move with agonizing slowness. Milestones are even worse.

One moment, our babies are gulping their first breath of air, the next they are rolling over, taking their first step, starting school, or sitting behind the wheel for the first time. How did we blink and so many changes take place?

Time spent as a mother is unique in another way too.

How are we supposed to do all the things society and even our own conscience demands we do? And, worse, how are we supposed to do them all in one 24-hour day, every single day? Time doesn’t seem to have been made for us.

Mothering in today’s culture demands a level of perfection that may have never been seen. Whether it’s words from a book, screamed at us from the mommy wars, subtly hinted at in social media, or professionally advocated by teachers, pediatricians, and church leaders, there is an evergrowing list that we subconsciously engrave into our very souls.

The house needs to be spotless. Do we want people to think we live here?

Baby’s day must be comprised of perfectly charted nap, feeding, play, tummy, and alone time. Always.

The kids have to do at least three extracurricular activities every school semester. They will fail in society otherwise.

We have to eat organic, even if it takes an hour to get to the heath-food store.

Baby needs 24/7 interaction. We have to be fully present for her. Also, she needs alone time.

We need to have an uninterrupted Bible time every day. Uninterrupted.

I need to keep a good appearance, so the kids know I believe in taking care of myself. Wait—is that spit up all over my shirt?

Thousands upon thousands of must-dos have been thrust upon us—and these don’t even include the ones thrust upon us in our roles as wives, sisters, daughters, friends, businesswomen, and so forth.

The must-dos pile up, streaming atop our ever-growing pile.

It’s all rather like the laundry, accumulating in the basket. Or the floor. Or the bed. This never ceasing cycle that never seems complete and is ever-growing.

And, often, the must-dos are all good, desirable things. Eating right, teaching kids to be sociable, keeping a clean house, and studying God’s Word are all amazing things to do. The pressure is more real, because all of those things are things we want to do.

I understand the list. As a wife, mother, businesswoman, and ministry wife, the must-dos are a mile long. To be fair, not all of them are from society. Many of my must-dos are self-imposed, based on my standards. It gets very easy to be very overwhelmed with all of my own priorities—and then those of society get hammered down atop them.

But I will never forget a conversation with a friend. I was frantically endeavoring to figure out how I could be all the things, all at once, all the time. And what she told me has always come back to me.

You won’t be and do everything—all the things, all the must-dos—all the time.

And it’s okay.

There are seasons in life. There are different days. There are different moments. Even the perfect Proverbs 31 woman wasn’t doing everything all at once. There were days she sold products. There were days she made clothes. There were days she took care of children. And she had help in doing these things.

We shouldn’t expect more for ourselves. There simply isn’t enough time in the day to make perfection happen.

There will be days when the house is spotless—and there will be days that make us appreciate the spotless days so much more.

There will be days when we make that trek to the organic store and eat like the super health heroes we are—and there will be days when fish sticks and PB&J on (horrors!) white bread get the job done.

There will be days when we are more present for our children—and there will be days when they get a little more alone time.

It will all even out.

When we strive to be all the things and do everything all at once, we lay an impossible task upon ourselves: one that cuts off the joys of mothering and enslaves us to all that is truly important. If all the must-dos become more important than the precious babies and children we are serving, we have missed the point.

And then the good things we are trying to do are no longer good.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. - Ecclesiastes 3:1

In Ecclesiastes, there is a passage that talks about this.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.

The passage goes on to list all of the many things there is a time for. But they are not all done at once. And, at the end of the passage, it says that God makes everything beautiful in His time.

All of the little things we do are culminating to make a beautiful picture in His good time.

The picture to beauty is a journey. All of those good must-dos are going to get done—just not all at once. There will be bad days and good days on the journey, but they will get done. It will even out.

And, as they are being done, enjoy the journey. Praise God for the days when you are supermom, but also praise Him for the days that make the other days possible. Praise Him for taking all of the good must-dos and weaving them together piece by piece—because you don’t have the strength to weave them all together all at once.

Praise Him in every season of the time He has given us.


Alicia A. Willis is a Christian Historical Fiction author, mother of two sweet babies (one in heaven and one on earth), ministry wife, and coffee connoisseur. When not doing research for her novels or teaching piano, she enjoys water colors, playing with her dogs, singing, and adventures with her hubby. Join her on social media or check out her website to learn more about her books and the ministry the Lord has called them to. http://www.aliciaannewillis.com/

May 01, 2019

He is Able

by Liz Mannegren  April 19, 2019

 

As I look back over the past few weeks, the past few months, I can see the faithfulness of God woven throughout the everyday. His grace is ever-present; flowing over the cracks and dry spots of my faith, soothing and replenishing. He answers my pint-sized prayers with small but overwhelmingly grace-filled answers.

Answers for peace and calm when I'm frazzled by stupid things like parking spots and beetle bugs in my kitchen pantry. Prayers for another night without my son tumbling off his new bunk bed and for the opportunity and courage to connect with someone new. For rest. For patience. For more of Him. He answers prayers I didn't even know needed asking. And while we wait on answers to the bigger prayers, His handiwork never fails to reflect off my day in a thousand different little ways. He's here, even when I'm busy and bumbling and fail to give Him the glory and praise deserved.

My heart ponders this collection of every day prayer. He's faithful with the seemingly mundane and ever-faithful-still with the prayers I carry so much closer to my heart.

He is here. Today. Even here.

Draw close.

Pray those bold requests you're almost afraid to ask for -- the seemingly impossible. Because the God we serve is more than capable of answering and fulfilling and redeeming even the most complicated and broken of circumstances.

"Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen." Ephesians 3:20-21 (ESV)

So if you need some big prayers prayed, send me a message or comment below. We can learn to be bold in faith together! ❤

April 19, 2019