Lighthouse Bible Studies

by Katy Kauffman

I entered the semi-dark balcony and searched for the right spot. Most everyone had left the church sanctuary that particular Sunday morning, but I needed to pray. I found a seat, and told God what was on my heart.

I had seen people on television walk into chapels and cathedrals when they desperately needed help. They would slide into a pew and not say anything out loud. They would only look to the front of the sanctuary, their prayer written on their faces. I did the same.

I looked to God in that desperate moment. I wanted to connect with Him in a place where week after week His people sought wisdom from and fellowship with the Almighty. Have you ever been so desperate for Jesus’ help that you sought Him in a place that was special to you?

by Katy Kauffman

A friend has called me a “baby whisperer.” I don’t know. I can cause babies to smile, laugh, and sleep. But preschoolers? I can play with them, chase them around the house, and take them shopping. But when I tell them to do something, ninety percent of the time they continue doing the opposite. Maybe it’s because I don’t see the kids enough to build a rapport with them. Maybe it’s not until I use the “mama voice” that they know I mean business. Maybe “kid whisperer” won’t happen until I have kids of my own.

I don’t want to admit how many times God has told me to do something and I delayed in obeying. I know He means business. I know He means well. But there’s this stubbornness that can take root in my heart, and I want to try my way first. Of course, I find out my way isn’t best, and I tell God I’m so sorry for not listening.