All posts by T.W. Allgaier

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About T.W. Allgaier

I love Jesus. If I say nothing else, that is enough. But for those curiosity seekers, I am a 61 year old former special education teacher, current part time CCM Radio Announcer and author... who is married to her high school sweetheart. We have been together for 44 years, married almost 41 of those years! We have raised two sons, who are now married, have jobs and mortgages. AND...we became grandparents to a beautiful baby girl in 2018!! We also have our furry son, a West Highland Terrier. My heart's desire is to encourage people in their daily life. I believe that the Father speaks to us all the time, sometimes I have been too busy to listen. Even during times of trials and troubles, which seem endless right now in 2021, HE is present and loves us unconditionally. Thanks for reading. ~Be Encouraged Today~

Perspective

Have you ever entered a familiar town from an opposite direction? Things don’t look the same. One store is on the left hand side of the road and you are used to seeing it on the right. In fact, it doesn’t really even look like the same town.

What changed? Continue reading Perspective

Pain..He gets it!

**August 2013 was the first time this posted, and now someone needs reminded of this again…so with little change, here it is…for you.**

PAIN…Jesus gets it.
 It comes in many forms.  You may have experienced a loss of a loved one, which is emotional; but takes on a physical pain.  You may have physical pain that totally consumes you because it is relentless, which becomes an emotional pain.  
Continue reading Pain..He gets it!

The Summer of Snakes

The saga continues…..

The other morning my husband had taken our furry boy out for his morning walk. Upon his re-entry to the carport he was surprised.

And not pleasantly I might add. Our jeep was sitting in its usual spot and out of the hubcap poked the head of a snake. This is the fourth snake we have seen in our yard this summer. My hubby had a plastic bat with him (he takes it to chase off the crazy unleashed dogs in the neighborhood), so his natural inclination was to hit at it.

It hissed at him and disappeared back into the hub cap. Continue reading The Summer of Snakes