The Miracle of the Doggie Biscuit Box

By Debbie Lowe | September 14, 2017 |

“When You said, ‘Seek My face,’ my heart said to You, ‘Your face, O Lord, I shall seek.’” (Psalm 27:8 NASB) For most of the last fifteen years, we’ve had a dog. It began when my daughter asked for a dog for her eighth birthday. After researching various breeds and their dispositions we decided on…

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Moths and Flames

By Debbie Lowe | September 7, 2017 |

“I appeal to you therefore, brethren, and beg of you in view of [all] the mercies of God, to make a decisive dedication of your bodies … as a living sacrifice, holy (devoted, consecrated) and well pleasing to God, which is your reasonable … service and spiritual worship.” (Romans 12:1 Amplified) It has always intrigued…

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The Cat and the Can Opener

By Debbie Lowe | August 31, 2017 |

“‘Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.’” (John 14:27 NASB) I struggle with receiving the peace Jesus has given me. Since He says do not “‘let’” my heart be…

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“Insert Disc”

By Debbie Lowe | August 24, 2017 |

“Give ear, O Lord, to my prayer….” (Psalms 86:6, NASB) Summer. To my heart, there’s no other season worth living through. But I live in New England, so my heart (along with the rest of me) has had to make an uncomfortable truce with that white stuff that shows up every winter. Yuck. But it’s…

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Erica and the Silverware

By Debbie Lowe | August 17, 2017 |

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men…” Colossians 3:23 Six-year-old Erica came to me as I was busily chopping vegetables at the kitchen sink asking, “Mom can I help you make dinner?” Since she wasn’t yet tall enough to see over the counter I…

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A Focused Resolve

By Debbie Lowe | August 9, 2017 |

“I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.’” Philippians 3:14 (NASB) Zipping down the interstate on a beautiful late Spring day on my way to babysit the grandkids. About half a mile behind the nearest car. Not too much traffic. On the interstate, as with…

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