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When God’s Answer to Prayer is not What You Wanted

When God's Answer to Prayer is not What You Wanted

After posting my last blog Prayers that Prevail, someone asked the question, “So, how would you respond to someone who prays for a loved one dying of cancer or for their marriage to be restored, and it doesn’t happen?” This is such a great question, one that probably crossed the mind of many people as they read the blog. So, I decided to write a follow up regarding my personal experience with this question in hopes it might be of encouragement. To someone who has prayed for a loved one dying of cancer to be healed or for their marriage

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One Sick Puppy

One Sick Puppy

With chocolate brown Bambi eyes and a fun-loving personality, Mickey Hubbard holds a very special place in my heart. Weighing in at six pounds and two ounces, my bundle of joy was definitely shown favoritism in the Hubbard household. He was the only one my husband and I allowed to sleep in our bed every night—contrary to the parenting advice I offer others. He received far more grace during my potty-training course, always got his way when he whined, and was allowed to go outside and play whenever he wanted. When he was grouchy, the other family members were blamed

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On a Personal Note

Dear Friends, In 2009, I announced that I was taking an indefinite sabbatical from public ministry. My explanation was vague, but my sorrow was vivid. I know that many of you have questions and wonder what happened, and yet I also know that you have been faithful to pray for my family and me in the absence of details. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your prayers. As God re-opened doors for me to return to ministry, I began receiving numerous emails inquiring about my name change. I respect and appreciate these inquiries as Scripture urges

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Finding Joy in Grief

When I answered my cell phone the voice on the other end didn’t sound human. I could not decipher who it was. “Calm down and speak slowly,” I repeated to no avail. Finally, I recognized the desperate sobs of my sister-in-law, Gina. My face twisted in pain as I knew something terrible was about to rock my world. “Benji’s not breathing!” Gina wailed, “His body is blue and he’s not breathing!” “Oh! Jesus, please, Jesus!” my heart cried. “I’ll meet you at the hospital,” I told her through a tightened throat. As my vision blurred and my legs turned to

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