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<p>This morning, I was startled out of a sound sleep. Knock, knock, knock. Loud and alarming. A quick gasp. Head off of my pillow. The clock read 4:00. Exactly. I strain my ear through the silence. My husband sound asleep beside me. He heard nothing. I hold my breath and listen. And listen. Nothing except &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/04/01/knocking-at-the-door-of-my-heart/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></

<p>I thought this might be of encouragement to some of you&#8230;. As soon as Grant asked me the, &#8220;Mom, is God really real?&#8221; question, I remembered an email that I received the week PRIOR from a friend/reader, Amy. Talk about God&#8217;s perfect timing. She was sharing about her son, Cody, and a sweet night of &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/03/30/if-you-older-child-has-a-crisis-of-faith/">Continue reading <span class="meta

<p>As Grant and I sat at the kitchen table, more and more questions came. Great questions. (Ahem, hard questions): Grant: &#8220;How do we know that God is real? I&#8217;ve never seen Him.&#8221; &#8220;You know, God is so glorious, so holy and perfect that the Bible says we can not look at him with these eyes &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/03/26/mom-is-god-really-real-ii/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></sp

<p>Some would think that a house full of women, closed in confined spaces for a full weekend might mean trouble. Conflict. Comparison. Catty-ness. Cruelty. And they might be right if watching some reality show on Bravo. But, put thirty or more women, Jesus-lovin&#8217; women, in a house together. One full weekend. And what do you &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/02/22/a-taste-of-heaven/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</s

<p>The unforgiving heart is so costly. Read what Jesus says about forgiveness&#8230; And whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone, so that your Father also who is in Heaven may forgive you your trespasses. Mark 11:25I am 100% in love with Jesus, but I am also 100% human. My feelings get &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/01/06/the-quiet-sin-of-an-unforgiving-heart/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&

<p>For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him. Psalm 62:5 If you are anything like me, you are ready to pull your Christmas decor down, deep clean your house and get back into rhythm. I loved Christmas this year. Oh my, yes! But I love structure and predictability, &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/12/27/are-you-making-2011-resolutions-read/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace among men. Luke 2:14We have arrived at the threshold of Christmas. December 23rd. The hustle and bustle is arguably at its peak &#8211; food is being prepared, last minute gifts purchased, traffic is absolutely crazy and I am finding myself getting a little lost in &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/12/23/christmas-goals-2010/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></spa

<p>God is up to something over here. He never changes. But He is always moving. And I want to be on the front lines. Moving right behind him. It is the greatest honor of my life to follow Him. And ever so often, I feel a pull. Hard to explain. A pull in a new &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/12/02/from-glory-to-glory/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Yesterday it was very clear to me&#8230;apart from Christ I can do nothing. N O T H I N G. John 15:5. My life verse. Well, I guess if you count snapping at my children, discouraging my husband and making a complete fool of myself, I guess that is something. Maybe I should rephrase &#8230; &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/11/10/i-have-one-thing-going-for-me/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I don&#8217;t like pain. I avoid it at all costs. I always have. Pain makes me very uncomfortable. I remember, as a little girl, being very uncomfortable with other&#8217;s tears. Funerals did me in. Divorce did me in. Too much pain. I hated to see my mother&#8217;s face, strained and red. Streaked with tears. I &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/07/26/embracing-pain/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p

<p>The Lord is at work in Wal-mart. Can I just tell you that? Two times now that Lord has prompted me to pray for complete strangers&#8230;at Wal-mart. Complete. Strangers. Story #1 &#8211; One lady was looking at the canned beans. Aisle 5. Sweet, gray-haired lady, probably early 70s. And her face was sad. So right &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/07/03/obedience-on-aisle-five/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a><

<p>Sometimes I have to regroup. What exactly am I doing with this blog? When the Lord stirred this blog in my heart, my prayer was to open up a piece of what God was teaching me to hopefully bless someone else. A place to grab a cup of joe and read some Bible. What a &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/06/17/this-blog-is-not-about-me/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I get overly excited about the Lord. The only emotion I can equate it to is Christmas morning as a little girl. Not the &#8220;oh look at my presents&#8221; feeling, but the &#8220;I&#8217;m in my room and it&#8217;s too early to get out of bed&#8221; feeling. The emotion of knowing there are all sorts of &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/04/21/pyromania/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>There are only two good things about my husband being out of town. One, I can burn my popcorn.Two, I don&#8217;t have to change the user name when I log onto the computer. That is about it. Yes, I said burn my popcorn. I like to pop the bag a few seconds over, just a &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2010/03/11/living-100/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>