Becky's Blogs

<p>(This post is currently featured on the Revelation Wellness Blog today! Hop over and see what God is doing through the modality of fitness!) When I began running in my early 30s, I was driven by racing plans, a faster pace, and accruing as many miles as possible throughout my week. If I am being &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2021/10/27/running-with-jesus/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>A couple of weeks ago, Brent surprised me with a date night. He called me around 3:30&#8230;.  You know the time of day we open the refrigerator and ask ourselves, &#8220;Self. What are we fixing the chilrn&#8217; for dinner?&#8221; Brent said, &#8220;Hey, just curious what we are doing for supper tonight.&#8221; &#8220;Well it&#8217;s Wednesday so &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2015/02/20/going-deeper-heart-strong-faith/">Continue read

<p>I asked The Lord to give me this boy and He GRANTED me my request. 1 Samuel 1:27 I feel very impressed to publish a proclamation of encouragement today for anyone fearful of infertility or in the thick of the battle… With God all things are possible. I sat across from a doctor who looked &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/07/14/it-is-possible/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I am leaving you with a gift &#8211; peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don&#8217;t be troubled or afraid. John 14:27 We ate our sack lunches under a tall umbrella, all eight of us squished together round an octagon table.  My friend Cynthia &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/07/03/trust-believe-and-a-missing-kid-at-dollywood-ahem/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a>

<p>Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them… Luke 18:15 Here&#8217;s a snap shot from my conversation with Luke last night while at the ball field: Luke: (pointing to center field) God is out there. Me:  Yes. And right here (pointing right). And right there (pointing left). He&#8217;s everywhere! Luke: giggles… &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/05/08/bring-your-babies-to-jesus/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&

<p>Faith comes easy for me.  It really does. I am not a doubter.  I take God at His Word.  I BELIEVE HIM.  I BELIEVE HIS PROMISES. And I can have faith enough for you and me both if you call me with a prayer request.  Or if you are sick.  Or if your family is &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/02/21/a-text-for-the-waiting-room-overcoming-fear/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>On the third day there was a wedding at Cana in Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there.  Jesus also was invited to the wedding with his disciples.  When the wine ran out, the mother of Jesus said to him, &#8220;They have no wine.&#8221;.. Jesus said to the servants, &#8220;Fill the jars with water.&#8221; &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/02/18/when-the-wine-runs-out/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></spa

<p>“We walk by faith, not by sight.” 2 Corinthians 5:7 Do you ever feel a million miles away from God?  I have to imagine that we all do.   Monday I called my mentor, Debbie, in a spiritual panic, for I felt no matter how hard I searched for God, it seemed I could not &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/12/04/if-you-are-hungry-then-eat-grace-words-wednesday/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I sat in church.  About ten rows back from stage left.  Bible bag at my feet.  A purple pen in my hand.  A journal in my lap. And God spoke. His voice &#8230; unrelated to what going on around me.  Not pertaining to my pastor&#8217;s message.  The Lord spoke an unmistakable, inaudible Word &#8211; His &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/08/26/five-letters-left-on-my-table/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span

<p>Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised. Romans 4:20 My heart, heavy as an anchor on the murky bottom of the Tennessee River, cries out for &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/07/08/when-hope-makes-no-sense/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>This morning, my eyes opened wide at 3am to an unfamiliar tapping.  Our window air unit, arguably on its last leg, was working hard to spit out an UNO card or a possibly granola wrapper. No telling what was in there with 3 little boys in the house.  But nevertheless, our tapping air unit broke &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/03/04/bondage-to-the-boogie-man/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I&#8217;ve watched fear creep in. As a thief in the night sneaks his eerie shadow through the back window, so has fear crawled its way through the back door of his innocent mind.  My nine-year-old.  My sweet boy. Fear is afflicting him. I hear it in his voice.  He questions noises upstairs.  He visits my &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/01/24/fear-has-met-its-match-i-reckon/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a><

<p>A few years back a big ol&#8217; wave of trendy teaching swept through Christian culture. Books and billions were made from the &#8220;Name It,  Claim It!&#8221; Era. The Prosperity Gospel took us all by storm and I will be the first to admit I got my Uggs all tangled in it s net.  The wave &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/01/07/throwing-the-blessing-out-with-the-bath-water/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a><

<p>There was a priest named Zechariah and he had a wife and her name was Elizabeth.  But they had no child because Elizabeth was barren, and both were advanced in years. He was chosen to enter the temple of the Lord to burn incense.  And there appeared to him an angel of the Lord.  Luke &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/11/28/your-game-changing-baby/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>You yourselves are like living stones are being built up as a spiritual house, to be a holy priesthood, to offer spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 2 Peter 2:5 My mother had an obsession with real estate.  Many Sunday afternoons as a little girl I spent in the back of a gold Chevrolet Caprice Classic (without &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/10/28/a-home-that-lasts/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&

<p>Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? Isaiah 43:19 Do you perceive it? The newness coming in with this new year? There is something deep and unspeakable within me that jumps at the thought. 2011 was very long. And dry at times. I would even use &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/12/31/if-you-tend-to-look-back/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I love the hungry white pages of a brand new journal. Each page ready for the strike of an eager pen. As of this week, my little brown book has officially retired. It&#8217;s pages maxed with messages from my pastor, quotes from my mentor, notes from books I&#8217;ve read, prayers I&#8217;ve offered to the Lord, &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/11/30/reflecting-with-the-little-brown-journal/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&

<p>I have ran with the same friend for years. We meet at a small church parking lot near a stretch of sidewalk where we love to run. We have memorized what red light marks a 5K, what subdivision makes four miles and which fire hydrant adds up to five. Along this path, our friendship has &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/11/02/if-your-faith-is-shaken/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>It was a cool Sunday in May 2010. I drove past the only rental house on my street. In the driveway were three blonde-headed little girls splashing in a kiddie pool. Tucked away in the shade of the garage was their blonde-headed little momma painting kitchen chairs. I stopped the van, &#8220;Welcome to the neighborhood! &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/08/31/the-post-i-never-wanted-to-write/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&r

<p>My little Ethan (sweet face in the middle) has been struggling. Kindergarten has been a very hard adjustment for him. Like, crying when we pull in the parking lot hard. Bottom line, he is afraid. Afraid of messing up and not doing something right, afraid I won&#8217;t come back to get him, afraid of the &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/08/29/never-too-young-to-cast-our-cares/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a>