Posts about Wisdom

Pure in Heart Pure in Heart

Posted by Guest Blogger on June 21, 2018 in Faith, Guest Blogger, Happiness, Wisdom

Blessed (happy, enviably fortunate, and spiritually prosperous—possessing the happiness produced by the experience of God’s favor and especially conditioned by the revelation of His grace, regardless of their outward conditions) are the pure in heart, for they shall see God! (Matthew 5:8) There are some seasons in life where it seems that trials, tribulations, temptation, […]

Investing in our Present Investing in the Present

Posted by Guest Blogger on June 14, 2018 in Faith, Guest Blogger, Hope, Love, Wisdom

He screamed an ugly scream at the top of his lungs. The first time I took my son to this Mimi’s Cafe it was a learning experience. He was one year old when we met just days before and I don’t imagine he’d spent much time in public places. For some reason he chose that […]

Act Justly. Love Mercy. Walk Humbly.. Act Justly. Love Mercy. Walk Humbly.

Posted by Connie Armerding on June 7, 2018 in Connie Armerding, Contributing Author, Faith, Wisdom

Last summer my nephews were in town visiting from Georgia. As we carted them around the Pacific Northwest, one of our car conversations turned towards food. All six children in the car shared their favorite restaurant and favorite meal, but I only remember one answer. My 10 year-old nephew told me his favorite restaurant was […]

Practicing Humility Practicing Humility

Posted by Guest Blogger on May 31, 2018 in Faith, Guest Blogger, Wisdom

Matthew 5:5 says, “Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.” I didn’t really understand what this meant until I had some of the most difficult experiences. God uses the most challenging and scary things in our lives to reveal His power. I am a Black women who experiences so many kinds of […]

Joy-Laced Mourning Honoring God with Joy-Laced Mourning

Posted by Guest Blogger on May 24, 2018 in Community, Faith, Guest Blogger, Hope, Wisdom

In November 2015, I went back to Mississippi to bury my father. Surrounding me were familiar reminders of my southern roots – smells of fried shrimp and collard greens wafting about through the sticky, hot air clinging to my skin. But, this visit was not like at times past. His chair sat empty. And, the […]