We’ve just enjoyed a wonderful holiday to Tasmania, an island state south of mainland Australia. When the Europeans settled our land, they used the island as a convict prison.
We’ve all had moments when something happened or we received a great blessing, and we knew it was God; easy then to gush with appreciation, right? We laugh and smile, jump up and down, and give God the glory due.
Nine years ago in Dungarvan, Ireland, my husband and I secured what had to be the most beautiful home I’d ever lived in. It had five bedrooms, enough to house the kids we would be caring for.
Most of us know the tale of the prodigal son. Have you ever thought of yourself as a prodigal? Let’s go take a look at the prodigal…in the mirror.
Do we value the Truth as we should in today’s world? Does it spring forth from the milk or the meat of God’s Word? Which hat are you seeking?