Author: Kimberley Dubard

I received the following poem from a good friend and was amazed at how accurately the author portrayed the struggle we all go through in turning everything over to the Lord. God is so good and we say we know … Read more

My cousin claimed victory two weeks ago Wednesday. He closed his eyes one final time and went on to the learn the next lesson. There are many ways to say that someone died, in this case I can say that … Read more

If I had the wisdom of Solomon, the patience of John, the meekness of Moses, the strength of Sampson, the obedience of Abraham, the compassion of Joseph, the tears of Jeremiah, the poetic skill of David, the prophetic voice of … Read more

Every once in a while God gives me a glimpse of what I was and who I am now. Needless to say it is a very humbling experience each and every time. Sometimes it's something major, sometimes something small. Have … Read more

Have you ever considered that you may be the only Holy Book, sacred text, Bible that somebody reads today? Has it ever dawned on you that you may be the only sermon someone hears this week? What are you showing … Read more

1 cup tension 2 cups stress 1 1/2 teaspoons of guilt 2 heaping cups of limited time 3/4 tablespoon of urgency A dash of "no other choice" 3 heaping cups of faith Fold ingredients gently into a bowl. Mix vigorously … Read more

Have you ever listened to yourself? No, I mean really listened to what it is that you say to yourself. When times are tough, do you sing a song of praise or one of defeat? When loneliness comes to visit, … Read more

Saturday night I was waiting for my son and his fiancée to arrive for dinner. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes," he had said, and he's trustworthy to believe he'd be home in fifteen minutes. I was praying and praising God for this … Read more

You, my sister, have been on my mind since our last conversation and I have been praying for you. Both of us are single at this time in our lives and both of us wish that this situation would change. … Read more

My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip. This is lingerie." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was exquisite; silk, handmade … Read more