March
There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus - none. Not for your worst sin, not for your repeated failures, not for the shame you carry. I don't condemn you. The enemy does, your own mind does, but I don't. You're free from condemnation forever.
March
Father, I'm anxious, and I'm ashamed of being anxious. I know Scripture says not to be anxious, so I feel like my anxiety proves weak faith. I've prayed for peace, claimed promises, tried to trust more - and still the anxiety comes, uninvited and overwhelming. I feel like I'm failing at fa
March
Anxiety disorders affect approximately 40 million American adults - the most common mental illness in the United States. Yet only 37% of those suffering receive treatment, partly because of stigma suggesting mental health struggles indicate weak faith. Many Christians believe anxiety prove
March
I haven't given you a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind. When anxiety overwhelms you, remember whose spirit you have. When fear paralyzes you, remember what I've equipped you with. You don't have to live afraid - I've given you everything needed to live courageously.
March
Lord, I don't understand this suffering. I want explanations, reasons, some cosmic logic that makes sense of pain. But you rarely give explanations - you give presence. You promise to be with me in suffering, not necessarily to remove it or explain it. This is hard to accept. I want answe
March
If God is good and powerful, why do his people suffer? This question has haunted believers since Job sat in ashes scraping his sores with broken pottery, demanding answers from a God who seemed silent. Every cancer diagnosis, every financial collapse, every sudden death, every unanswered p
March
Consider it pure joy when you face trials, because testing of your faith produces perseverance. Not fake joy that pretends difficulty doesn't hurt, but genuine joy that trusts I'm using hard things for good purposes. Let perseverance finish its work so you may be mature and complete, lacki
March
Father, my days are numbered by you, but I live like time is infinite. I waste hours on things that don't matter, saying yes to urgency while neglecting priority. I let my time be dictated by others' demands instead of stewarding it according to your purposes. Forgive my carelessness with
March
Tomorrow (in most of the U.S.), clocks "spring forward" for Daylight Saving Time, losing an hour of sleep to gain more evening daylight. First proposed by Benjamin Franklin in 1784 as a joke and later implemented during World War I to conserve fuel, DST now affects over 70 countries. The t
March
Lift up your eyes to the mountains - where does your help come from? Your help comes from Me, the Maker of heaven and earth. I don't sleep, I don't get distracted, I don't forget about you. I'm watching over you constantly, and My help is always available. Look up.
March
Jesus, you came to set captives free, but I've been comfortable in my chains. I've made peace with bondage because it's familiar, accepted slavery because I don't know how to live free. What I call normal, you call captivity. What I defend as fine, you see as oppression. Show me my chains
March
Harriet Tubman died March 10, 1913, in Auburn, New York. Born into slavery around 1822, she escaped in 1849 and then made approximately 13 missions back into slave states, rescuing around 70 enslaved people through the Underground Railroad. She later served as a scout, spy, and nurse for t