The Ever-Learning Disciple

Talk about a kid who is all about being outside, working with great-papaw in the garden, and fixing cars with his daddy. My nephew is almost two and is on his way to being a hard-working young man. Lately, he has been infatuated with the tractor, (which is really the lawn mower, but we won't wreck his dreams). I am convinced he lays down for his nap and dreams about riding the {tractor} all around our property. When he opens his sleepy eyes, before he can even comprehend where he is, he starts pleading with one simple word, "tractor!" This kid is eating, sleeping, breathing this tractor. My papaw is loving the time he gets to spend with the kid just riding around with him. It reminds me of when my sister and I used to love riding up and down the street on the lawn mower when we were little, too. I've watched my nephew breathe a fresh life into my grandparents. The light in their eyes when he is here is something I can't begin to explain.  The passion t

When I double tap the picture of the sweet college girl and her God-fearing boyfriend. When I give the thumbs up on a post about how your relationship has now become a beautiful engagement. When I listen to you try to work out a disagreement between you and the man that you're madly in love with. When I pray that your marriage would grow and transform into an image even more like Christ. That's me working through the bitterness and feelings of insecurity. That's me letting the Holy Spirit have its way and stopping my selfish desires from getting in the way. That's the Lord doing something amazing in my heart because of you.  But truthfully, I wish I could have the argument you're having with your husband. I still wonder why the young girls who have a loving family pouring into them are blessed with a husband so soon in life. I complain to God that I'm the one who needs  a husband.  The Lord is not my source of love and security. Because if He was, th