A Widow’s Mite

Sometimes I struggle with prayer. I attempt to pray for our nation—against the corruption, lies, open borders, sexual sins. But after a few minutes, I find I can’t pray any longer because the burden becomes so hard to bear, so arduous. “Lord, our country has gone so wrong, so quickly.” And what good does my …

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Trust in the Lord

I sat in the waiting room on the fifth floor of the hospital where my husband was receiving a cystoscopy. My stomach felt like a washing machine on the spin cycle. What would the doctor find? I’d prayed so hard for a good report. My cell phone beeped, and I picked it up with cold …

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