I’m sure you’ve wondered about the randomness of these devotionals. Really there has been no rhyme or reason to the women I’ve picked, or when I’ve picked them, except for the few surrounding the Christmas season.
Thursday, January 27, 2022
Thursday, January 20, 2022
Thursday, January 13, 2022
* Have you ever felt as if your life had been completely ripped away from you?* Ever felt that everything near and dear had been stripped away?* Have you ever felt that even your identity was stolen from you, and now, you are a complete non-entity?* In fact, have you ever felt that you were nothing more than a poker-chip? A pawn in someone else’s game of life?* Have you ever been made to feel devalued? Insignificant?* Worse, have you ever felt invisible?* And, on top of invisible, completely unheard?* Ever felt trapped...forced to go where you didn’t want to go; to do things you never wanted to do? Enslaved?* Have you ever felt completely alone?* Have you ever longed for compassion and come up empty...every. single. time?* Have you ever felt completely hopeless, as if hanging onto life by a single thread (and even that thread seemed to be unraveling in front of your eyes)?
Thursday, January 6, 2022
While Scripture wasn't clear about what happened between David and Bathsheba, we do know exactly what happened with David's daughter, Tamar.
Here is her story:
In the course of time, Amnon, son of David, fell in love with Tamar, the beautiful sister of Absalom... Amnon became frustrated on account of his sister... So (he) lay down and pretended to be ill. When the King came to see him, Amnon said...”I would like my sister Tamar to come...so I might eat from her hand. Tamar brought the bread she prepared to him, and he grabbed her. “Don’t my brother! Don’t force me. Such a thing should not be done in Israel. What about me? Where could I get rid of my disgrace? And what about you? You’d be like one of the wicked fools...” But he refused to listen...and since he was stronger, he raped her. Then Amnon hated her more than he had loved her. “Get up and get out!” He called his personal servant and said, “Get this woman out of here and bolt the door after her.” Tamar put ashes on her head, tore the ornamental robe she was wearing, and went away weeping. Her brother Absalom said, “Be quiet now, my sister...don’t take this thing to heart.” And Tamar lived in her brother’s house, a desolate woman.