My Soul Provider

heart and crown

June 19, 1989 Michael Bolton released the hit song, Soul Provider. This song is about a guy who wants to provide all of his love’s needs. He says he will wait patiently  and will hold their heart in his hand.  Although the song, Soul Provider was and is a good song, this is not about Michael Bolton nor his hit song. (Sorry about putting that ear worm in  your ear. I do hear that chewing gum does get rid of ear worms. )

Christmas Night


Of recent, I have seen God’s provision at work for me. I don’t mean the daily roof over the head, food on the table and other necessities of life being met but His provision for my soul.  The last month has been a bumpy ride for me. If you read my previous post, Fearless, you will know my mom lost her battle with cancer. Thus, there has been a lot on my mind as I try to comprehend and accept all that has happened.


There are times when you look back and see God’s provision. In my case, this would be this past Christmas night. Jim and I pull out of the hospital  parking deck of the hospital after spending the day with my mom and having an improvised Christmas celebration with my family at her bedside.  Jim begins to asks me where do I want to eat. Keep in mind it is Christmas Day night and the chances of finding something good to eat open were probably slim. Yet, we were determined to find anything but a McDonald’s or a Waffle House since that had been what we had lived off of for the last couple days.

After passing many exits and scouting for places with their lights on, we find a TGIFriday’s and it is open! We pulled into the parking lot and due to the few choices of places to park  we see that we might be there a while. Jim and I enter into the restaurant and we put our names on the wait list. The hostess tells us it will be a half hour to forty-five minutes before we are seated. We were okay with that as long as we could get a good meal.

Then It Happened


Jim and I found a place to lean as we waited for our table. To kill some time, we both pulled out our phones to catch up on messages. However, we barely got to the first set of messages and a young man comes up and calls our name and party number. Jim and I were stunned we were getting seated after only ten minutes and there were others ahead of us.

It was within a matter of seconds that a beautiful young lady came up and introduced herself and said she would be our server. As she introduced herself, she looked at us with such grace and said, “can I get you two a glass of sweet tea?” We both nodded in agreement that a cold glass of sweet tea would be much appreciated.


Our server returned with our drinks and began to take our order. Again, she apologized that it might be a wait due to the crowd and the orders ahead of us. Jim and I told her we were okay and we understood. Yet, in a matter of minutes our food was at our table and it was steaming hot. Again, Jim and I look at each other acknowledging God was looking out for us.

Jim and I  joined hands and said our blessing and began to enjoy the flavors of our steaks and all that went with it. As we enjoyed our meal, we would realize there was something we needed and before we could even ask for the item it was already being brought to our table by our server or her helper. Our needs were met without us having to really ask for anything.

As we left the restaurant, I told Jim we just experienced God throughout the entire time. We both looked back at the sequence of how things unfolded as we enjoyed our Christmas night dinner. I asked Jim  if he thought  that it was odd that our servers knew what we needed or wanted before we asked but yet then again was it odd? We looked at each other and smiled. We knew God had known our needs even before we knew what they were and He provided.



This past weekend marked a month of laying my mom to rest. It was also Jim’s weekend for hospital duty. I dreaded the weekend with passion.  Jim and I live about six hours from my family  in Georgia and about two hours from his family in Louisville. I knew my brother was having a get together for his youngest son’s birthday and Dad would be going to join the fun. On Dad’s way, he would stop in downtown Atlanta to meet up with my son and great-granddaughter for a visit. Knowing all of this was taking place, Jim at work and us not having family here in the town we live, I began to throw myself a little pity party. I was homesick to the point I actually felt sick to my stomach. It was just Smokey {my sidekick and service dog} and me and the house was too quiet.

Trying to keep my mind busy, I would read and attempted to knock out some chores around the house. Yet, the heartache of being away from my family, Jim being at work and it being a month since I said good-bye to Mom, my heart broke all the more. It was one of those get the ice cream out of the freezer with no need to scope  but to only eat it with a spoon out of a container while binge watching Gilmore Girls. 

Jim had called me while on his lunch as he usually does and I told him how my heart ached and the loneliness I felt. He did the best he could to console me but he knew that what I was feeling is only something time and God could heal.


Then it happened again! God showed up! God provided! about forty-five minutes after I talked with Jim on the phone, a friend sends me a text, ” Are you going to be home around 2:30? We have a cake to bring to you. I replied back that I would indeed be home.

As I finished picking up around the family room, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there stood a dear friend from church/Bible Study with her mom holding what I consider a very big cake for two people. But it wasn’t the cake that overwhelmed me. It was the smiles on their faces they had as I greeted them at the door. You know the kind of smiles where you don’t just see the smiles but you see the light of Christ in the smiles. Yep, it was one of those moments. Though the visit was short, my spirits were lifted. Again, God provided just what my soul needed.

Sunday Morning


Sunday morning arrives and again Jim is off to work at the hospital. I get myself up and ready for Sunday School and worship. My heart still working through my grief I knew Sunday School and worship was what I needed.

As our worship came to a close with the Gospel being presented and the altar call, a child of one of the gals in my Wednesday Night Bible Study went up to profess his faith and to request to be baptized. I think this child would have gone on up and jumped into the baptismal font clothes and all at that moment. He was so excited about his new life with Christ! To see that enthusiasm for God warmed my heart. Yet something else happened that personally warmed my heart.

After the closing prayer, this young man and his mom were asked to stand up front at the altar for the church family to congratulate and welcome this young child into the congregation and most of all welcome him into God’s Kingdom of believers. While I was standing in line waiting my turn one of the ladies I had been in Bible Study with began to talk to me and then all of sudden she embraced me with the most loving hug. She began to tell me what I meant to her and how she loved me. At first I didn’t know, how to respond but then I asked if all was going okay with her. We chatted a few minutes as we made our way through the line.

Once I got home, I immediately messaged this sweet gal that grabbed and hugged me. I told her I needed that hug because it had been a rough weekend for me. I told her it was a month to the day that I was sitting in my mom’s funeral.  She messaged me back saying she just suddenly felt the urge she had to hug me. Again, God was at work using someone I knew to bring me comfort and letting me know how much He loves me.

Along with what happened on Christmas Day, the cake and smiles arriving at my front door and the hug at church, I have been leading the study, Redeemed by Angela Thomas-Pharr. The scriptures for the last two weeks have been exactly what I needed. In this week’s video session, she discusses justification, sanctification and glorification of redemption. As she explained glorification, it brought comfort to my heart knowing that Mom is now fully redeemed and she is with her King. It is through my salvation that I will be with her again one day. Does that completely take the homesickness and the hurt that is so raw away? No, but it gives me that blessed assurance of the love and grace God has given me. It reminds me that God is walking with me in this storm and to continue to seek the blessings He puts in my path.

Our Soul Provider


There may be a time where you are going through life’s storm. You wonder where you will get the strength to take that next step forward. You will have had nothing but Waffle House, McDonald’s, hospital food or whatever else you can find in a vending machine and you long for that hot meal with a glass of sweet tea. Maybe you are sitting at home in silence at your wit’s end indulging in that carton of ice cream while binge watching Gilmore Girls. Whatever the need your soul longs for God is there and He is taking care of those needs. You may not realize it right now but there will be a day you will look back and see that God was providing all along. Those things that happen that some people all coincidence are not coincidence they are divine interventions of God taking care of your soul.

Paul reminds us in Philippians 4:19 that God will meet all of our needs according to his glorious riches in Christ. Matthew 11:28 Jesus says, “Come to me all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”  Psalm 147:4 says, “He counts the number of the stars, He gives names to all of them. What a blessed assurance that we have a Father who meets our needs, who longs for us to come to Him when we are weary, and just like He names the stars, He knows our name and longs to be our soul provider and holds our hearts in His hand.



You Are My Favorite…..

 over hearing

Last night, Jim and I were out eating dinner. In the booth behind us was a set of grandparents taking their granddaughter out to dinner. I could not help but over hear some of their conversation. It was all so sweet and you could tell they were enjoying their evening out. Then, I heard the grandfather say to his granddaughter; “did you know that you are my favorite granddaughter?” Then, I heard a small voice sweetly reply; “really?”.  The grandmother began to explained to their granddaughter that she was the favorite granddaughter because she was their only granddaughter.

Jim Hawkins, Sr. standing with his favorite youngest grandson and his favorite our favorite son's wedding.

Jim Hawkins, Sr. standing with his favorite youngest grandson and his favorite son….at our favorite son’s wedding.

As I over heard this conversation, I could not help but smile. Needless to say, a flood of memories ran rapidly through my mind. I shared with Jim what I had just heard and he smiled with a tear in his eye. I so wanted to turn and say something to this precious family but I refrained out of respect to their having their special time with their granddaughter.

By now, you are wondering why this over heard conversation meant so much to me as I heard it. And, you may wonder why Jim smiled with a tear in his eye as I shared what I had heard.  The answer is simple. We were reminded of Jim’s dad who passed away this past January. Jim’s dad was known to keep a level playing field among friends and family. He had a way of seeing each person’s uniqueness and what made them stand out. How he did this in the family was he had a favorite. Just like this grandfather that was talking to his granddaughter last night, he would tell my niece that she was his favorite granddaughter because she was the only granddaughter.

Bryan, Bethany and Drew The favorite grandchildren

Bryan, Bethany and Drew
The favorite grandchildren

Not only did he tell my niece that she was his favorite granddaughter, he would tell my nephew that he was his favorite oldest grandson. My son, Drew was his favorite youngest grandson. I was his favorite daughter-n-law and Jim was his favorite son. Jim’s sister was his favorite daughter and her husband was his favorite son-n-law.  Jim’s dad showed no partiality to anyone. At his funeral, as each one of us got up to share our thoughts and memories we would introduce ourselves as his favorite…… This over heard conversation was also a comfort for Jim and me. For us, it was Jim’s dad looking down from heaven and reminding us that though we are no longer together on this earth, we are still his favorite.  It was a wink and a smile from heaven.


As I was getting dressed this morning, I was reflecting on what I had heard int he booth behind me  in Fazoli’s last night.  In this reflecting back, God whispered in my ear. He said; “April, did you know that you are my favorite child?” My response was unlike the little girl responding back to her grandfather last night but it was more of a “wow!”.  It was also humbling for me because I know God’s family is huge! In this huge family each person is his favorite.

Psalm 139

Psalm 139 came to my mind. In this scripture we are reminded that God knows everything about us. He knows our good qualities and our faults. Yet, he loves us all!  Each one of us are his favorite because he knows our uniqueness. We are fearfully and wonderfully made!   In the words of Matthew West; “I am the child of the one TRUE KING!”   Each one of us is not only the child of the King but each one of us are his favorite!   In the days ahead, stay in tuned to God’s voice. Because you never know when you will be reminded that you are his favorite with a wink and a smile from heaven. After all, Jim and I were reminded while eating dinner at a Fazoli’s restaurant.

Have a blessed weekend and enjoy the video below:

Jesus Came Last Night


“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give as the world gives. Do not let your heart be troubled and do not be afraid.”

John 14:27

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation , by prayer and petition with thanksgiving

present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds

In Christ Jesus.

Philippians 4:6-7


Thank you for the blessings of the day.

Please be with Jim and me as we walk our journey with you.

Surround us with your Holy Spirit as individuals and as a couple.

Place your Holy Spirit around our home and in our home so that those who

encounter us or pass our home will experience a peace that passes ALL understanding.

I share this portion of  a prayer that I pray each night before going to bed.  For me, there is no going to sleep or peaceful night’s sleep until I have said my prayers to God and place the night and the day ahead into his hands. Last night was no different with the exception that I was to the point of exhaustion that I literally just collapsed into my Father’s arms as I prayed.


In this process of  prayer time and writing, I am awaiting tests results. Life is happening with its twists and turns.  I haven’t felt well for most of the summer. Thus, prompting a visit to my doctor. Over the years we have known that I was border line lupus. Jim and I knew that there was a possibility that one day that those lab numbers could/would cross the line and a new and not wanted diagnoses would occur.  It is something that I am still trying to understand and get my head around.

On top of me not feeling well, we have found out that Jim’s father’s cancer has begun to be active again. Thus, Jim is taking more time off from work to go to take care of his Mom and Dad and to be with them at doctor’s visits. Neither Jim nor me begrudge Jim having to make these trips. It is just what you do for the people who brought you into this world and who have loved, nurtured and stood by your side in growing up and in watching you raise a family.


With both of these scenarios taking place simultaneously and trying to keep up with the activities we participate in with our church, small groups, work and community, it has become overwhelming at times.  Jim and I both have had to say no to some activities and put some things on hold until we can get a handle on all that is happening in our lives right now.  Yet, we have and will keep the faith and look up. There are days that our strength is nothing but the Lord’s doing and working in our lives.

Gods hand

As I said earlier I collapsed into my Father’s arms with exhaustion.  I poured out my heart to him and in doing so I was reminded of the two scriptures from John 14:27 and Philippians 4:6-7.  Despite all that is going on in the Hawkins home and the possibilities of what may come I know there is no need to be anxious because I have a loving Father walking by my side. This same Father is walking beside Jim as well and us as a couple.   Last night, I closed by asking the Father to allow me to fall asleep in his arms, and to feel that peace that he promises us in John.


Then the indescribable happened.  laying on my side asleep facing Jim, I felt these arms wrap around all around me. As these arms wrapped around me, I felt this indescribable warmth. The arms that came around me and hugged me tight. This  was a hug I have ever experienced on this earth. I wish I could describe the way the arms felt and the warmth felt.  Yet, it is all beyond any words I can say or write. It is beyond comprehension. Though this hug is indescribable and beyond comprehension, I can say that there was that peace that passes all understanding promised from our Father that wrapped around me as I felt this hug.


This morning I tried to tell Jim of this experience. There was a struggle for words to describe what I had felt in the night. As I struggled to describe the indescribable, I simply looked at Jim and said; “Jesus came last night. He hugged me. I felt His peace.” This morning I didn’t wake up healed or feeling different physically but I woke up with a new joy in my life despite all that is happening right now.  I don’t know what is in store for me or any of my family members in the days ahead.  However, I have been affirmed that Jim nor I are walking the journey alone. My Father who hugged me in the night is right there placing peace in ALL situations. And, it is a peace that passes ALL understanding and comprehension.

His eye is on the sparrow and I KNOW He watches me.”

If that one moment of peace and hug last night was indescribable, I can only imagine what it’s going to feel like when I meet my Father face to face. Holy Goose Bumps!

First Responders

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us all in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort which we ourselves are comforted by God.” 2 Corinthians 1:3-4  Sixteen years ago our country came to a stand still. On Facebook, people are reflecting on the horror of the terrorist attacks that took place on our soil on that September morning. I was in a classroom working one on one with one of my Title One Kindergarten students when my supervising teacher came in and told me and a colleague of mine what was going on. Time seemed to just stand still.

Crisis. Each day someone is faced with some kind of crisis. We may know someone who is facing a crisis at this moment. The crisis could be something that is life altering. For example, a loved one has found out they have cancer. Or, a loved one was taken all too soon. These are  the type of crisis that make time stand still while the world keeps on moving.

As Christians, we need to be the first responders just like those who responded first to this tragedy our country faced.  We need be first responders  to those going through a crisis. As we respond to these events, we need to be non-judgmental, don’t try to give a solution but simply be there to listen, to pray and to encourage the person(s) going through the crisis.  Remind them that there is a loving God who loves them and cares about every fiber of their being.

Being a first responder  may require  us to not say or do any specific thing.  The best thing we can do is to sit by the person(s) in the midst of a crisis and simply say nothing.  Yes, there will be silence. Silence is scary. But,our first responder,  God can do His best work in the midst of the silence.

It has been my experience that I remember most  those who simply sat there with me in the silence who dried my tears and simply said nothing.

Do you know someone in the midst of a crisis? If you do, first of all pray for them and place them into the Father’s hands. Go to them. Sit with them. Dry their tears. Allow our first responder, God work through you and be present in the situation.

I love what Max Lucado shares in his Lucado Life Lesson’s Bible;

“Don’t measure the size of the mountain; talk to the One who can move it. Instead of carrying the world on your shoulders, talk to the One who holds the universe.” Max Lucado- Traveling Light.


Better Write It Down

This sign popped up not long ago on my news feed on Facebook. Of course, it was one I “liked” and passed on to other friends. Needless to say, it got a lot of comments, likes and continued shares.

There was a day and time where you could give me a list, phone number and/or appointment and I would not write it down.  I did not write it down because I could and would remember until the information was needed for me to retrieve. However, it seems the closer I get to fifty the more I am losing brain cells. In other words, I had better write it down in order to call the right number, get the right items at the grocery and/or show up for the right appointment at the right place at the right time.

As I stumbled on this sign once again this morning, it made me think of the scriptures. How many of us have special verses memorized? How many can we quote word for word? What scriptures do we have engraved on our hearts? In this reflection of questions I posed to myself, I realized that I need to write them down. Thus, making a commitment to write down a verse for the day and engraving it on my heart.

As I make this commitment to write down  a verse a day and engraving it on my heart, I want to challenge you, my reader to do the same.  There are several ways you can write it down.  You can get index cards and put them on a ring that you can have handy at anytime, use your daily planner (which I am going to do) and write  your verse for the day, or just keep a scripture journal. The bonus of having the scripture journal is that you can write how God is speaking to you through the particular scripture. I do have a scripture journal that I found at a Christian bookstore that allows you to look up verses of your choice but it has thought-provoking questions for reflection.

Why should we write down the words of God and engrave them on our heart? One, it is His words that are our guide of how to live.  Need advice? Read Proverbs. Need to experience God’s presence? Read the Psalms. Need advice on church leadership? Read the book of James. Want to know how to love and be loved unconditionally? Read the Gospels. And, the list goes  on.

Another reason we should write down scripture and engrave it on our hearts is that it gives us that wind we need on those hard to get through days.  It reminds us that God is there walking with us. Along with reminding us that God is walking with us  on those tough days, it also reminds us to give God the glory for the good things (blessings) that happen during our day.

 Last but certainly not least, Isaiah reminds us that God has us engraved in the palm of his hand. “Can a mother forget the infant at her breast, walk away from the baby she bore? But even if mothers forget, I’d never forget you-never. Look I’ve written your names on the backs of my hands.” Isaiah 49:16 The Message  This scripture verse shows  God’s devotion to us. In respect to this loving devotion of our Creator, we should engrave His words into our hearts. After all, his words ARE the words to live by.

Psalm 119:105-112 reminds us; “By your words I can see where I am going; they throw a beam of light on my dark path. I’ve committed myself and I’ll never turn back from living your righteous order. Everything’s falling apart on me. God, put me together again with your Word. Festoon me with your finest sayings, God, teach me your holy rules. My life is as close as my own hands, but I don’t forget what you have revealed. The wicked do their best to throw my off track, but I don’t swerve an inch from your course. I inherited your book on living, it’s mine forever- what a gift! And how happy it makes me! I concentrate on doing exactly what you say- I always have and always will. ( The Message)

Today, I encourage you to start writing down a verse a day and engraving it to your heart. It is without a doubt that as you begin to do this that you will become more aware of God’s presence and His work all around you and in you.



It all a matter of perspective

Doesn’t this cartoon say it all? We all think we have it worse than the person next to us but the person next to us thinks they have it worse. Not only do we compare our situations with those around us but we look at what others have and think if we had what they have life would be better and we would really be happy.

It is all a matter of perspective. How often do we get wrapped in the illusions of what will make us happy?  Do you recall the commercial of the guy on the lawn more. It began with Stan introducing himself and his family.He  begins to name the things he has purchased that should have brought  him happiness. As the commercial runs, you see the nice home, pool, country club membership, and all accessories but then the camera flashes over to Stan and  the tables turn. It is pointed out how much debt he has accumulated to be “happy.” Then, you see Stan riding  his lawn mower and he says; “somebody help me.” In other words,  Stan is not really happy because he is busy buying into what the world has told him he needed to be happy.  Thus, Stan is missing the real joys in life because he is busy trying to pay for those illusions he bought into.

We are all guilty of looking at others as having it all. Although, we are told in the Ten Commandments;Thou shall not covet thy neighbor”, we still look across the way and try to keep up. Yet, as we try to keep up, we get more and more stressed and that void we are trying to fill is still there. Just like the guy on the lawn mower, we all eventually are crying; “somebody help me.”

During the Christmas season, retailers put on even more pressure of what will bring that someone happiness. We hear and see ads from; “he went to Jared”, ” every kiss begins with Kay” and  this includes the cute Capital One Credit cards where they tell you if you carry them in your wallet you can go anywhere and get anything. Thus, these things will bring happiness. But, we all know that come January the bills come in and again we say “somebody help me.”

Jim and I are of the generation of the cool bands. One of our favorite groups to jam to is Styx. The Grand Illusion is one of our favorite songs. It sums it up well of how we all get caught up in the illusions of what makes us happy. Instead of looking at our neighbor as we look ourselves, we allow the illusions to take over and we miss the real opportunities of getting to know someone, their story and reaching out to them in Christ-like love.

The lyrics in The Grand Illusion go on to say that ” we are all the same.” You ask, “how are we all the same?” We are all the same because we are God’s creation and his children. We all have a void in our lives that is looking for real happiness. The only true way to fill that void and experience real happiness is to take off our rose-colored glasses and put on the glasses of God.

It is  through God’s glasses, we step out of the world of illusions and see the real true needs of those around us. When we put on these glasses, we need to be ready to see hurt, anger, loneliness and those longing for being loved for who they truly are. With the glasses of God we step out of the world of illusions into God’s world.

In God’s world, happiness is helping our neighbor, praying for those who are hurt, taking time to be with those who feel alone in the world. It is having Christ in our hearts and sharing Him with others. From my own personal experience, when I stepped out of the world of illusions where things were going to make me happy and put on God’s eyes, I saw that I didn’t need those things. I began to see the daily blessings and it is reaching out to others and encouraging them with the love of Christ that has brought true happiness.

We live in a world where people are searching even more and are becoming even more lost and caught up in illusions of happiness. Isn’t it about time we began to “show them the way?” (another lyric of another Styx s song)  Next time the grass looks greener from the perspective you are standing, put on your God glasses to see the real picture. Realize that the only place where the grass is greener is when we enter the gates of paradise that Christ opened up for us on the day he was crucified.  I imagine that grass is going to be the brightest and most beautiful green we could ever imagine.

“When Jesus heard this, he said to him, ‘You still lack one thing. Sell everything you have and give it to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.’ When he heard this, he became very sad, because he was a man of great wealth. Jesus looked at him and said,  ‘How hard is it for the rich to enter the kingdom of God! Indeed, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.” Luke 18:22-24

The video below is a wonderful illustration of what happens when we look through God’s glasses.



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Now…the rest of the story…Drew’s Role As The Donkey

“For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation.” Ephesians 2:14


Last year in my post,Drew Said; I Want To Be Star”,  I share how at age three Drew wanted to be the star in the church’s Christmas pageant. In that post I shared the importance of the Christmas star and how we are a star for Christ. As Christians we are commissioned to share the light of Jesus Christ.

Drew the “Star” in Christmas Pageant

As I close in this blog, I promised to follow-up with Drew wanting to be the donkey the next year. Again, his dad and I shake our heads and  try to suggest to Drew about playing the role of a wise man or a shepherd. But, Drew dug his heels in once again and announced “I want to be the donkey!” 

The donkey is not the most respected animal in the barnyard. As a matter of fact, it has been used as a symbol of mocking and used in name calling and put downs. Despite the donkey not being respected, it is known as a symbol of peace times whereas, the horse seems to symbolize war times.

When you think about the donkey it makes sense that it would be a symbol of peace. After all, it was the donkey that Mary rode to Bethlehem as she was pregnant with the Christ child. Once in Bethlehem, Mary would deliver this baby that would share God’s peace with the world. Then, one week prior to Christ’s crucifixion, Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey where the crowds greeted him with the waving of palms. In a matter of days, Christ would give Himself to be crucified so that each person could experience the peace of God in their hearts.

The donkey is not only the creäture that carried the Prince of Peace but it is the one creäture that probably understood Jesus. During Jesus’ ministry, he was mocked, laughed at and probably called a few unsavory names. Just as Christ was mocked, Christians today face the same type of mockery from time to time for their witness. Some Christians even lose their lives for testifying and sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Reflecting on that Christmas where Drew insisted on being the donkey, God gives me a message today through that memory.It seemed that Drew knew at a young age the risks he would take sharing God’s message during his lifetime. At the age of four, Drew knew that sharing the gospel would have its challenges at times.  Our son, Drew is now a  man who continues to  seek peace with those he is around and  shares the light of Christ that he symbolized when he was three.  Once again, it seems that a child understood his role in not only  the Christmas pageant but what his role would be in this great big world.  All of us should be willing to demonstrate the peace of God to all of those around us.

Christmas Blessings

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