One day the drugs took a hold. The baby girl couldn't do anything to make the woman happy. She was the brunt of the attacks. Too young to understand, too young to know when to hide. The neighbors below heard her screams and cries. Rescue came moments before death might have stolen her away. Confusion overwhelmed her. No wait!! Don't take me away!
Fame, glory, money - what else could a group of musicians wish for? For Cimorelli, those pursuits were not enough, they knew they were missing something. That something was the healing hand of God in and through their music.
Hello there! Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sara Barratt and I am unashamedly a book nerd. Wait, that doesn’t sound quite right. Book nerd is just a little too… nerdy.
“Good music” is defined by a lot of differing options. Some say good music is based on the lyrics, others believe only in the classical, and still others measure how much skill it took to make the song. I don’t know much about music. I have no musical background and zero musical ability, but I love to listen to music.
As presidential elections in the U.S. approach, Christians may wonder, “Where is my place?” Desiring to please the Lord and live in honor of Him, we obviously want to choose a candidate that would do the same, one of integrity to lead our nation. At times, when neither candidate provides what we are looking for, we are tempted to not vote at all.
Everyone was talking about the release of the much awaited movie “Me Before You.” Everyone, it seemed, but me. Sure, I’d heard of it, but I hadn’t a clue what it was about. When I finally discovered the plot, I was shocked.
Let’s face it: as Christians, the bar is set high. We must honor God in all things, study and apply His Word, live a moral life, love all people, help the helpless, deliver God’s Word to the world, be ambassadors of Christ…the list goes on and on.
Growing up, I was never attracted to lions. I remember my brother was given a stuffed lion for his birthday. For some reason that never really set well with me because I associated lions with fierceness and they scared me.
Slavery. We embraced it. We tolerated it. We despised it. We fought for it—and against it. Eventually we abolished it. But what many refuse to realize, is that it still exists. Even in a country that proclaims freedom.
This semester my college put on a leadership conference for current high school students, and I offered to house a student for the night. Early in the evening, the girl moved her stuff into my room and waited with her friend until it was time for dinner. I sat on my bed and listened to the two of them talk about prom dresses.