…spreading the fragrance of His knowledge…
Miracles fascinate me. A lot. And especially recently.
I am privileged to attend a denomination where miracles are the norm, and it blows my mind to see people drop crutches or get up from wheelchairs, start walking slowly one step at a time, then get progressively faster…
Many years ago, I used to attend a certain denomination. I knew God had led me there for that season, but certain things began to happen and I decided to leave.
I was going to church out of duty – and because you went to church on Sundays – but I disliked it. It was dry, boring, had too many (unnecessary) programs, the preaching was monotonous, the people were few…you name it…
When I got married, I just wanted to have my own kids like every other woman. Painfully, it didn’t happen as quickly as I hoped.
I remember far back in 2010 (six years into my marriage) when a big sister of mine I used to pray with at that time, said to me during a prayer session, “God said He didn’t create you just to have babies.”
Excuse me?!…
I used to wonder why the master – in the parable of the talents – called the servant who hid his talent ‘wicked.’
Slothful? Yes. Fearful? I can understand…but ‘wicked’? That’s quite a stretch…
Debby Osa 