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    A few years ago, I awakened at 3 a.m. with a phrase repeating in my thoughts. It had become customary for God to encourage me in this way in the wee hours of the morning. Not wanting to forget the words echoing in my mind, I grabbed pen and paper and quickly jotted them down. What I

  • Intimacy with Jesus 1
    Intimacy with Jesus 1
    Intimacy with Jesus 1

    I was at a conference listening as the keynote speaker expressed her love for Jesus. An inner, deep stirring began as I realized I did not speak the name, Jesus. I feared calling him by his name would allow him to see my broken and sinful heart. By not using the name, I reasoned I

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    Rejection wounded me as a young girl, and the fear of rejection accompanied me into almost every relationship afterward. This fear held me captive in an invisible cage where I hugged the sides and whimpered at the thought of escaping into the spacious world of friendships. My heart

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