by Becky Hitchcock


I meet once a month with a dear and trusted friend. Her name is Caroline. We share in confidence the things which tug at our hearts. We laugh, too. We talk about the beach and pedicures. Good food, favorite authors, pastors, and Bible studies are also in the mix. She loans me fine books from her library and we pray together.


Once, when an evening reached well spent before we had actually begun to pray, Caroline said we needn’t be dismayed. She directed me to Malachi 3:16 (KJV):


Then they that feared the Lord spake often one to another:
And the Lord hearkened, and heard it;
And a book of remembrance was written before him
For them that feared the Lord
And that thought upon his name.

  By Katy

by Katy Kauffman


A plane ticket is a promise. It’s the promise of a destination. The promise of adventure. For me, my plane ticket to Florida this month is the promise of meeting writers at the Florida Christian Writers Conference and having one of the best adventures of the year.


When I arrive at my flight’s gate, I count on my boarding pass to work and to allow me to board the plane. I count on the flight attendants to bring me Sprite to soothe my motion-sickness-prone tummy, and (with a few prayers) I depend on the pilots to land the plane safely in Orlando.


A promise is something we hold on to, a guarantee. As humans, we make promises and we do our best to keep them. But we can’t guarantee every promise, because we have weaknesses and life happens. Emergencies surprise us. Our own strength fails.

  By Katy

by Katy Kauffman


Pain. That’s what I associate with winter, even in North Georgia. If I’m not careful, the cold can bring pain to my hands and head, and it can cause sinus infections that last for weeks. The cold temperatures translate into four or five layers of clothing; a colorful array of gloves, scarves, and hats; regular doses of hot chocolate; and watching movies underneath my snuggie (a soft, blue blanket with sleeves).


I’m a sunshine girl, so I also have to guard my attitude from turning as gray as the clouds above. Yesterday the fresh snowfall lit up my study with a radiant white light. It’s nice when God gives us some sunshine in the midst of a cold winter.


The soul has its winters too. We go through periods of isolation, coldness, or seclusion. Life’s trials can weather us, causing our joy to fade or our strength to diminish. But He who releases heaven’s storehouses of snow also shares with His children treasures of joy, peace, and grace. Do you need a little more warmth this winter?

  By Katy

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Life With God: A Blog by Katy Kauffman

Editor, Award-Winning Author, Bible Teacher

Katy loves to write about how God works in our lives on a daily basis. Each day with Him is an adventure. As she captures some of those adventure moments here, share what God is teaching you as well.

 

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