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2 Deaths Precious in the Sight of the LORD
By Sandra Sheridan | | Comfort, Family History, Heaven, Help for the Hurting, Hope
Death is a grievous thing, but for the believer it will be a glorious thing. It is precious in the sight of the LORD for we will see Him and finally be home.
God’s Work, God’s Way: A Guide for Successful Ministry
By Sandra Sheridan | | Discipleship, Faith, God’s Power, Holy Spirit, Prayer
God’s work can only be done in God’s power by faith! Sometimes we get sloppy in ministry. That’s when we have to get back to the basics.
They Saw No One But Jesus: An Important Family Policy
By Sandra Sheridan | | Family Life, Knowing God, Salvation, Transforming the Mind
Peter attended Jesus' transfiguration, but he got sidetracked. After God spoke, the men fell and when they got up they saw no one but Jesus.
Take Up Your Cross – Trusting God When Life Gets Hard
By Sandra Sheridan | | Comfort, Discipleship, Faith
There may be difficult days you don't understand, but take up your cross and follow Jesus. Trust the One Who knows what he is doing.
Be Still And Know That I Am God
By Sandra Sheridan | | Family Life, Knowing God, Meditation, Transforming the Mind
Jesus's disciple, Peter, had many quiet hours with Jesus and God revealed Jesus's identity to Him. God also calls us, "Be still and know I am God."
An Important Warning – Learning From Jesus’ Disciples
By Sandra Sheridan | | Discipleship, Encouragement, Transforming the Mind, Wisdom for Living
In what ways do we need to think less of our temporal needs in order to hear and respond to the important warning in God’s words?
Oxygen Please
By Sandra Sheridan | | Comfort, Encouragement, Prayer, Prayer, Transforming the Mind
I settled into my seat, clicked the seatbelt, and waited for the rumble that would speed me on my way. I popped a piece of gum in my mouth as we cleared for takeoff, hoping to relieve any popping that might occur in my ears, and pulled out my iPad to dig into my newest biography.
Sardines Anyone?
By Sandra Sheridan | | Encouragement
I was 12 years old when my family took a summer trip to visit Grandpa Henderson's sister and her family. This was a very special vacation because Aunt Jinny and Uncle David lived in Rome, Italy. Soon after I was born they had moved to this European country as missionaries. Since this was before the days of internet, email, and Skype, we only got to see them on rare occasions when they returned home to the United States.
Back Ups Are Crucial
By Sandra Sheridan | | Encouragement, Holy Spirit, Transforming the Mind
CRASH! BOOM! The threatening sky hurled a jagged spear of bright light through the darkened clouds. The driving rain crashed against the picture window as if it were desperate to get in out of the storm. Then . . . darkness!
Bird Refuge
By Sandra Sheridan | | Encouragement
While relaxing and enjoying God's beautiful creation the other day, I happened to notice some little birds pop in and out of a hole in an old dead tree stump. I was fascinated as I watched them flit here and there, constantly returning to this hidden place that I had not noticed before. The hole was so small that a predator would not be able to enter and their brown bodies blended in with the rough bark, making it a perfect place for them to live in safety. What a refuge for these otherwise helpless little creatures.
Minute by Minute
By Sandra Sheridan | | Encouragement, Faith
What do we do when we are faced with a difficult trial that threatens to rock our world? How does one continue on in the face of devastating circumstances?When financial difficulty, illness, death, or a strained relationship strikes, it is easy to look ahead and become overwhelmed wondering how we are going to survive the days, months, or years ahead. Such thinking is too overwhelming and can cause us to give up in complete discouragement and despair.
The Honeywagon
By Sandra Sheridan | | Encouragement, Faith, Transforming the Mind
Dad and I went for a walk this morning through the countryside of Holmes County. We encountered many interesting sights as we passed a number of farms run by local farmers, many of whom are Amish. At one point we passed a filthy piece of equipment which Dad informed me was a "honeywagon." This was news to me because it did not look at all like it would be carrying something sweet and delicious.