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Meteor Showers by Lisa Bull

For several nights recently there have been meteor showers. I hadn’t gone out to watch because, well, I was too tired and wanted to go to bed instead. Friday night I was home alone. I had stepped outside around 10:30 or so and was greeted by the most wonderful gentle breeze. The insects were singing their songs. I looked up and the sky twinkled down at me. I was instantly drawn into the vastness of the night sky.

I sat down on the patio bench to take in the depth and beauty. No sooner had I looked back up and two meteors shot by. The white streaks went by so quickly that it took me a moment to process what I had just witnessed. I had forgotten about the meteor showers. I stayed there for a while hoping to see more—kicking myself for not taking the time to watch the “show” earlier in the week.

But, those were the only two I witnessed.

I’ve seen the Atlantic Ocean, the Pacific Ocean, and the Gulf of Mexico. I’ve been to the Rocky Mountains, the Smoky Mountains, and the Ozark Mountains. I’m always in awe of God’s creation. But, there is something about the night sky. When I look up into the darkness, and realize that I am only seeing a very small glimpse of what is out there, I am astounded at the wonder of God. Even writing this I find it difficult to find adjectives that are descriptive enough for what I feel.

To think that the moon that I look at is the same moon that every person throughout time has looked at—did they feel the same admiration that I do? Did they contemplate The Creator the way I do as I try to grasp the enormity of space?

How big is my God that he created the Universe? Why do I doubt that He can handle my problems when He hung the stars in the night sky? If I ever wonder is there really a God, all I have to do is walk outside and look up and my heart knows. It’s as if I can feel him embracing me, speaking to me through each twinkle of a star.

Yes, He is real. He is Big. He created the planets and He created me. He knows each star by name and He knows each hair on my head.

Amazing.

Lisa Bull sees her life as a journey along God’s divine plan. While considering herself an expert on nothing, she enjoys laughing and has made “choosing joy” her motto. Lisa has experienced God’s unfailing love and grace in her life and wants nothing more than for others to enjoy that same gift in their lives.

Lisa is the daughter and granddaughter of ministers. She has multiple relatives in ministry on both sides of her father’s family including several pastors, pastor’s wives, and missionaries. In fact, ministry in her maternal grandmother’s family can be traced back several generations. She loves being a wife and mother of two terrific young men.

Visit Lisa at mommalisaof2-LISA’S PERCEPTIONS

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The Amish Bride Review by Tina Marie Watson

Has anyone ever had a courtship between two brothers at the same time!? I don’t think many of us can say that we have.

Have you ever been told that you have one month to decide on a guy that you think you would want to marry?

I don’t think any of our parents have put us under that kind of pressure but I am sure they have put us under pressure to make a decision about something that was important in our lives at one point in time.

Being the only daughter running her father’s shop, and in her thirties, what most Amish communities consider an old maide, Ellen Beachey has yet to marry, though she had courted Neziah Shetler. In her defense, her parents are older and have had some things happen that Ellen felt she needed to help them through.

Summer is slowly coming to a close bringing forth the fall season. Simeon Shelter, Ellen’s next door neighbor, finds himself in need of help along the road, which happens to be the same road that Ellen uses to get to her father’s shop. Ellen is on her way to work and sees Simeon so she stops to help him.

After helping him, Simeon offers Ellen a lift to work and also talks to her about his proposal.

Simeon Shetler’s proposal is for Ellen to choose between his only two sons; adventurous, golden-hair Micah or older and more serious, but gentle natured Neziah, who is caring for two motherless sons of his own. She’s been given one month to get to know both brothers before she has to give her answer of which one she would like to court and then marry.

Will Ellen be able to listen to heart and not the voices of those around her?

And the exciting question of all, which one will she choose?!

What an exciting, interesting, and different spin on Amish romance that Emma Miller has written for readers.

She has added enough detail to make her book come together and flow fluently so that you are not missing anything as you read The Amish Bride.

I look forward to reading book two in Lancaster Courtships, The Amish Mother by Rebecca Kertz, releasing September 15, and then the last book The Amish Midwife by Patricia Davids, releasing October 20, to finish out the series.

Click HERE to preorder The Amish Bride!

(Simeon and Neziah Shetler’s names are how the author had them in her book.)

Hi, my name is Tina Marie Watson.

I live in my small hometown of Mercersburg,Pennsylvania, which is famous for being the home of our 15th President, James Buchanan. I am the wife of Buster and have one son who will be graduating from high school this year.

In February of 2010, I was terminated from my job and by March I had picked up my first Amish fiction book. I have been hooked ever since!

 I joined Goodreads and added shelves to my  profile of the Amish books that I read and enjoyed. I also created shelves for books that were releasing in one year’s time and a shelf for the Amish books that I had read throughout the year.

Also in late spring of 2011, I started a Facebook group and then a few months later, I started my own Facebook page that I run, Amish Book Previews. I created this so I can share new information on Amish fiction books that have been released. I’d love it if you’d stop by my page!

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Forgiveness

I have a confession to make. I’m struggling these days with something that is core to our Christian beliefs: forgiveness.

When I see other people who profess to being “Christian” who do not practice what they preach, who nod their head to the priest or preacher on Sunday but leave the church with an unclean heart, I have a problem with this.

It seems deceptive to me, especially when they often sit in judgement of other people.

Most people who follow me know that I’ve had two years of medical issues. I’ve learned a lot about people during that time. It surprised me to see how many people came through for me…and how many did not.

Promises to be by my side where forgotten. One person arrived at the recovery room after I had a seven hour surgeries and proceeded to say very unkind things to me about my then-12-year-old daughter.

It reminded me of another dark period in my life: my divorce.

Children that used to live at my house were basically not allowed to come over, as if divorce was contagious. A dirty word that, if avoided and ignored, would never touch their lives. People who promised to help me with my children never once lifted the phone or sent a message to them. My closest circle of friends disappeared. The year before my divorce, our house received over 200 Christmas cards. The next year, I received six. Tells you a lot about human nature, doesn’t it?

Matthew 7:4-5 says

…4“Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ and behold, the log is in your own eye? 5″You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother’s eye.

How many people do you know who do this? Offer to help remove that speck from your eye, judging you or gossiping about you when they live in a house made of glass? In many ways, they think they are doing you a service. After all, helping others is the Christian way, isn’t it?

Yet, what many people do not do is take a moment to reflect upon their own actions and words. If they did, they might realize how no one should be judged unless their own plate has been cleaned.

Unfortunately, that means never.

We are all sinners. We are people after all. God did not send his son to reach out to the pure of heart and soul because there are no pure of heart and soul. Somewhere in each of us is a sinner.

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What If by Lisa Bull

Time for another Echo post. Echo, for those of you who don’t know him, is my one year old blue heeler mix rescue. He is my first-ever dog and I’m over twenty-five years old (no comments from the audience). Anyway, he is constantly teaching me lessons and then I get to share them with you!

Every morning, my husband and I are up before dawn. We get up at 4:50, which I generally think is an unfortunate thing. Echo would prefer to sleep as well, but as we get closer to the door his excitement grows. As I open the door a deep growl starts within him. Once the door is wide enough, he bolts out and heads straight for the fence.

As far as I know, he is looking for birds. (Of course, the birds aren’t up yet, because it’s still dark and smart people and creatures are still asleep.) MAYBE he looking for cats. Regardless, he makes his way around the fence line, crisscrosses the yard, comes in and heads back to bed. He gets himself all worked up before he goes outside just IN CASE a bird might be in “his” yard.

One day last week I was sitting at the kitchen table after dinner. I heard Echo barking. That isn’t terribly usual for him, so I peered out the window. There he stood, against the fence, barking toward the neighbor’s yard. In the grass sat a very unafraid robin nibbling on something it found in the dirt. Echo barked and barked. But, there it sat. It could have cared less about my dog barking his head off. And, there was Echo barking and whining. It was not so much that he wanted the bird. He wanted the bird to go away. It was too close to his domain.

Soon the robin, of its own free will, flew away only to have another robin fly overhead. Echo took off running across the yard barking and panting looking toward the sky, warning it to keep out of his no-fly zone.

Once robin #2 cleared the air space, he sat down in the middle of the yard. His ears kept moving listening for any sign of an intruder. His eyes were sharp and alert. The rustle of leaf would set him off, running toward the slightest sound.

I stood there laughing at him. He had himself stressed out over nothing. Those birds weren’t going to come anywhere near him. They weren’t crazy! But, there he sat, fretting that one of them would make their way into his territory.

And, then it struck me.

I was watching an example of what worry does. When we worry we just sit and wait for something bad to happen. We think, “I just know that he is going to break-up with me. He didn’t smile when I saw him earlier.” “I bet I fail that test. It won’t matter how much I study, I’m going to fail.” “Oh man, that girl at work was sick. Now I’m going to sick. I’ll be sick and then I’ll miss my trip.” “What if my son doesn’t make the team? Or, what if he does make the team and then gets hurt?” “What if we get into a car accident?” “Are we going to have enough money to pay the bills next month?”

We fret. We stew over things that haven’t happened yet, expecting them to, anticipating the worst. We chase thoughts all day and all night trying to keep all of the “what-if’s” from being reality.

But, by worrying, we are making them our reality whether they actually occur or not. We spend all of our time running around in circles in our minds exhausting ourselves over things that may never happen.

Imagine if we didn’t worry. Maybe something bad does happen (it is a part of life, after all). What if when the bad times come, we are prepared for them—because instead of exhausting ourselves worrying and fretting, we have rested on God’s promises and we are prepared for battle with the help of Him?

Imagine it. Just, what if?

Philippians 4:6-7 (ESV)

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Lisa Bull sees her life as a journey along God’s divine plan. While considering herself an expert on nothing, she enjoys laughing and has made “choosing joy” her motto. Lisa has experienced God’s unfailing love and grace in her life and wants nothing more than for others to enjoy that same gift in their lives.

Lisa is the daughter and granddaughter of ministers. She has multiple relatives in ministry on both sides of her father’s family including several pastors, pastor’s wives, and missionaries. In fact, ministry in her maternal grandmother’s family can be traced back several generations. She loves being a wife and mother of two terrific young men.

Visit Lisa at mommalisaof2-LISA’S PERCEPTIONS

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Youth Mustang Challenge

So, tomorrow is the big day.

For those of you have who have been following me, you will know that this weekend is the Youth Mustang Challenge in Massachusetts and that means that my daughter, Cat, is performing with her two-year-old mustang, Comancheria or Monche for short.

It’s been a long 90 days that started with Cat and me driving four+ hours to pick up a baby mustang who had never been touched by humans. Needless to say, it was a daunting ride home after seeing Monche bucking and trying to crawl out of the corral into the truck.

When we arrived back at the farm, the horse was petrified, so scared that we could not touch her at all.

The next day, Cat spent over fourteen hours just sitting in a round pen, talking to Monche. At some point, Monche was exhausted from running away from Cat and laid down, putting her head in Cat’s lap.

The battle was won and Cat became the Alpha Mare in Monche’s life.

I have to brag a little. I am so proud of this little girl. She was twelve-years-old when we adopted Monche and she began training her. Today, she is thirteen going on thirty. She knows what it is like to have responsibility to another of God’s creatures. This young lady went every single day to the barn to be with this horse. She has worked with Monche through thick and thin, rain and sunshine. I don’t know many other children who would give up every single day of their life for over three months to train a horse. I also do not know many other parents who would invest over $5000 to have their daughter train a mustang with no help.

Tomorrow, Cat will enter the ring and perform her choreographed routine with Monche, a routine that I worked out with her and to which I give full credit to my family at the Fred Astaire Dance Studio in Morristown. They taught me how to create and teach my daughter how to do a choreographed routine for her horse. Without them, this day would NOT.BE.POSSIBLE.

To my daughter, I want her to know how proud I am of the amount of time, love, tears, and strength that she had put into developing this horse…a horse that was running wild until it was caught and then living in a holding pen with no human interaction. She deserves this time, this single moment when the spotlight is on her and her horse. A moment that she has worked so hard to attain. It doesn’t matter how she places in the competition or how well Monche does. They are both winners in my eyes.

This thirteen-year-old girl has done more in 90-days than most people do in a lifetime. Her drive for taming this horse has trumped everything. She has succeeded where other people have failed, but her intention was not do that. Instead, her heart was on one…and only one…thing: creating a bond with a horse that would have, otherwise, lived its life in a holding pen on the Bureau of Land Management’s facility in Nebraska.

She has saved this horse and, in turn, the horse has saved her.

How many of us can claim to have experienced such an amazing relationship in our lives?

Here’s to Cat and Monche! May the Rainmaker smile upon you both during your performance and may the people watching be touched by the forever bond you have created with each other.

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The Amish Seasons Series

Although there were a few delays, I am happy to announce that all four parts of The Amish Seasons Series are now available on Amazon. I hope everyone will consider following the story of Drusilla Riehl as she comes of age while balancing her commitment to faith, family, and friends.

A look inside Drusilla’s journey…

There was a hollow feeling inside of her, a feeling that left her wondering about the future. She felt as if she straddled a river, one foot on each bank. The lower side of the stream was her childhood and it was a safe place to be. Yet, her other foot rested upon a much steeper incline and, while she didn’t know what was on the other side of the water, she did know that she could not continue straddling it. Sooner or later, she would have to take a leap of faith and climb over to the side of the new and unknown.

Will Drusilla take a leap of faith? Is it possible to find happiness in the midst of so much change?

What readers are saying:

Lovely characters that draw you into the story, it’s almost as if you are walking right along side them…Brandy

So sweet! I simply love the story that is building for Caleb and Dru…Royal Mom

I am going to miss this couple after the next book ends. It’s a must read for any reader that appreciates a rich story…Karen

Thank you for the awesome reviews!

PS…Are you a fan of Pinterest? If so, you may want to check out my story board for The Amish Seasons series.

Tons of inspiration! Check it out HERE.

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The Call by Lisa Bull

Coming from a family of ministers, missionaries, and wives of such there was~~um~~”pressure” to be in The Ministry. (Capitals on purpose)

From an early age, my cousin was clearly gifted in music and when we played, we didn’t play “school” we played “church”. He is a pastor today.

His sister always had a heart for others and a compassion for Christ. Today she is a pastor’s wife, preacher, teacher, and prayer leader.

When I was a teenager, I just didn’t feel it. The Call. I tried to wish it upon myself. But, I never felt it. I think my parents prayed for it, and others in the family waited for it. However, IT never happened. I didn’t marry a pastor, preacher, missionary, or evangelist.

I felt like a failure–a disappointment–a let down to the family.

I didn’t carry on the family legacy. I broke the chain. I hadn’t followed The Call. I wasn’t in The Ministry.

Eventually, my husband and I had two boys and soon it began—the pressure on us to push our boys toward The Ministry. At first it was questions directed at me or at my husband regarding the boys. But, as they grew, the questions started going to them, “What do you want to do? Have you thought of The Ministry? No? A landscaper? Oh. Well. You might still change your mind.”

SCREEEEEECCCCCHHHH! Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Just. Whoa. Whoa.

Let’s just STOP.

Look. I have nothing against The Ministry! I love and adore my family and the great things God is doing through them! It’s amazing. I am so proud of how they allow God to use them!

But. Hang on.

What about the day my son saw a homeless couple sleeping behind a building and walked up and gave them money? Later another person came by on a bike and explained to my son the dire situation they were in.

What about the day he was on his way to Prom in the pouring rain? As he drove by an elderly lady trying to pull her trash dumpster, he pulled over, in his tux, and moved it for her. She was so moved by it she called my husband to tell him.

The Ministry? Yes, my boys are in the ministry. I am in the ministry. My husband is in the ministry. Every. Day. Every day those who love and follow Christ are to reach out to the people around them. Mark 12:30-31 ESV “And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”

God doesn’t hold someone in higher regard than another person because they are ordained or because they wear a collar. He looks to the heart. It’s not the occupation. It’s not the title. It’s not the diploma.

It’s the heart. ONLY the heart.

1 Samuel 16:7(ESV) But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the LORD sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the LORD looks on the heart.”

I just want to encourage you. Regardless of your “occupation”, you are in THE MINISTRY if you love and follow Jesus. Your ministry is reaching out to people and showing them the love of Christ. So whether you work in an office, on a subway, in construction, babysit, are a stay-at-home mom (lucky!), a doctor, a lawyer, work at McDonald’s, a pastor, a missionary…we ALL have the same MINISTRY~~

Loving People.

Colossians 3:17 (VOICE) Surely, no matter what you are doing (speaking, writing, or working), do it all in the name of Jesus our Master, sending thanks through Him to God our Father.

Colossians 3:23 (AMP) Whatever may be your task, work at it heartily (from the soul), as [something done] for the Lord and not for men,

Matthew 6:33 ESV But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you

2 Timothy 2:15 AMP Study and be eager and do your utmost to present yourself to God approved (tested by trial), a workman who has no cause to be ashamed, correctly analyzing and accurately dividing [rightly handling and skillfully teaching] the Word of Truth.

Lisa Bull sees her life as a journey along God’s divine plan. While considering herself an expert on nothing, she enjoys laughing and has made “choosing joy” her motto. Lisa has experienced God’s unfailing love and grace in her life and wants nothing more than for others to enjoy that same gift in their lives.

Lisa is the daughter and granddaughter of ministers. She has multiple relatives in ministry on both sides of her father’s family including several pastors, pastor’s wives, and missionaries. In fact, ministry in her maternal grandmother’s family can be traced back several generations. She loves being a wife and mother of two terrific young men.

Visit Lisa at mommalisaof2-LISA’S PERCEPTIONS

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When Life and Art Collide By Laura Bradford

Whenever I do a talk, whether at a bookstore, a library, or some other event, one of the first questions I always get is: “why the Amish?”

You’d think by now I’d get tired of the question, but I don’t.

I grew up reading (and re-reading) the Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I read them so many times, in fact, I actually wore a hole in more than a few pages. There was something about that time frame that resonated with me and I wanted to be Laura Ingalls.

Fast forward to a few years ago, when the notion of combining my love of mysteries with a group of people still living very much like the Ingalls did in the 1800’s first hit… Could I really do it? Could I really set a modern day mystery against a modern day backdrop that isn’t modern at all? I wasn’t sure, but I knew I had to try. I also knew that I wanted to do it right. I wanted to engage people in the mystery at the heart of each book, but I also wanted to educate them about the Amish by tugging at their heart strings.

To do that, I had to create a cast of characters (both Amish and English) that could give my readers a window into this little known way of life. While the majority of those characters are Amish, I chose to go with an English woman as my protagonist. Through Claire, my readers learn about the Amish and their way of life. Through Claire and her interactions with her Amish neighbors, my readers experience the many differences (and similarities) between our worlds.

It works, and it works well.

But where Claire comes in handy most, is for me. You see, while I can’t say Claire is anything like me, I can say I identify with her desire to learn about the Amish way of life. These people I’ve been drawn to write about, have captured my heart just like they have Claire’s. Now, even when I’m between deadlines and not working on an Amish mystery at all, I find myself getting antsy for another visit to Lancaster.

I love learning new things about the Amish, and finding ways for Claire to learn the same things. And it’s in doing that, that I create my stories.

The next book in the series, A Churn for the Worse (Amish Mysteries #5) is a perfect example of this. Last fall, I headed down to Lancaster County to soak up all things Amish. I visited both an Amish-run dairy farm and an Amish-owned miniature pony farm, I sat in an Amish home and talked with three generations of one family, and I went for my first buggy ride. It was on that buggy ride that I learned the majority of horses tasked with pulling Amish buggies are retired Standardbred racehorses (aka trotters). I asked a few questions, soaked up the answers, and (tada!) the wheels started turning. And, by the end of the trip, I was off to the races (no pun intended) on the new book.

I love writing. Always have. But I’m happiest when I’m writing about the Amish. I like teaching people about them and I like what they teach me—about life, about family, and about myself.

Laura Bradford is the national bestselling author of the Amish Mysteries and the Southern Sewing Circle Mysteries (written as Elizabeth Lynn Casey) with Penguin Random House. A third cozy mystery series will be added to the mix in 2016. Laura is a former Agatha Award nominee, and the recipient of an RT Reviewer’s Choice Award in romance. A Churn for The Worse (the 5th book in her Amish Mysteries series) is now available for pre-order in advance of its March release. For more information on Laura and her books, visit her website:  www.laurabradford.com

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Yucky Monday, Yucky Week

First, my apologies on being late with publishing An Amish Autumn. I’m hoping that it’s up and ready for all of my Facebook Family and Eager Readers by later today or tomorrow. Since this is a self-published book, the editing is on my shoulders and the last thing I want to publish is something that is not polished and shiny. Most of you know how I feel about grammar, punctuation, and plain old typos.

Second, let’s talk about the delay…

The last time I was delayed with a book was two years ago. Do you remember? Plain Again was due out for release and it just didn’t make it in time. At first I was flattered because so many people were eager to find out what was happening with Amanda and Alejandro. My readers had fallen in love with my favorite couple, just as I had.

Unfortunately, I soon realized that some readers were getting upset. That was when I had to confide about my personal life and the reasons behind the delay: breast cancer.

Soooooooooo, I find myself in a similar situation and, after much deliberation and a lot of talking to God, I realized that I should just share what is going on in my life so that people understand that the delay in An Amish Autumn (and possibly with An Amish Winter) are not because I’m sitting around a pool with an iced coffee in my hand—although that does sound scrumdilicious.

In a few hours, I will be going for a spinal tap. I’ve had MRIs and EEGs and abnormal results are indicating that there is something just not quite right going on in my old thinking cap. I can’t say that it’s dusty up there…I sure do use it a lot. Hopefully it’s nothing. As Susan Conceicao said to me the other day, “Hopefully the abnormal results are just the parts of your brain that are fired up for writing!”

She always has some great one-liners to make me laugh.

Later tonight, I have a sleep study and toward the end of the week, my second MRI.

The few people that know have been very supportive and caring. But, as I told Lisa Bull last night, I’m not worried. It could be nothing, or it could be something. There is little that I can say or do to change the outcome from a medical prognosis. Of course I pray for it to be faulty equipment or dust on the lens, but I’m also OK with whatever comes my way.

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.

Caleb wrote that to Drusilla in An Amish Spring. It’s an appropriate quote for me to remember today. That’s what faith is, right? I have faith in God’s plan, no matter what it is! God led me to it and He will lead me through it. No sense in crying over yucky stuff. That’s how I approached cancer. If something else is thrown my way, I’m going to use the same Pink Umbrella philosophy.

Anyway, you might not see too much of me on Facebook or social media for a day or two. And if An Amish Autumn and An Amish Winter take a few extra days (or even a week) to appear on amazon.com, at least now you know it’s not because I’m slacking.

 

 

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So You Say by Lisa Bull

These are some of the things our society deems important and valuable. And, yet, if you watch the news or look at the people around you, what do these things really bring? Are they happier? Are they stress-free? Are depression and anxiety non-existent in their lives? How about worry? They don’t have worries, right?

WRONG.

If we make money, including the lust and craving of earthly things, what we rely on—where does that leave God in our lives? Is it enough to believe that God’s word is true? Not only do we need to believe God’s Word, we need to act on that belief.

Hebrews 13:5a (AMP) says, “Let your character or moral disposition be free from love of money [including greed, avarice, lust, and craving for earthly possessions] and be satisfied with your present [circumstances and with what you have]”

If we don’t rely on those things, what do we do? Money makes the world go around, right? (Think of the state of our world right now and where the love of money has gotten it)

I love what the book of Hebrews says next when it tells what GOD says, “for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!]” Hebrews 5b-g (AMP)

Wow! How many different ways can He say He will not leave us?

How do we generally handle tough situations? We act or re-act and then we go to God’s word. We might stomp our feet, cry into our pillow, yell at our kids, grump around, become depressed…any of these sound familiar? (you don’t have to raise your hands