Tag Archives: Abundant Life

In Whom?

January 7, 2021Spiritual EncouragementAbba, Abundant Life, Christian encouragement, life, Psalm 20:7, Rest in Christ, Trials, Trust, Who can We Trust?T.W. Allgaier

Where Does Our Trust Lie?

Remember the game, LIFE? I am not a game player, but it did capture some of life. I used to get so frustrated. I wanted to win!! That’s why it is not good for me to play games…I become quite competitive!

There are some spaces missing if memory serves me correctly. I don’t recall a cancer space. I don’t remember seeing anything about loss of a spouse, divorce, political unrest or a pandemic space. In fact, there are many spaces missing. Continue reading In Whom? →

Abiding Joy! Really?!?!

April 15, 2020Spiritual EncouragementAbba, Abundant Life, Christian encouragement, covid19, encouragement, encouragement in Christ, God's peace, John 15:11, joy, pain, pandemic, Rest in Christ, spiritual encouragement, suffering, TrialsT.W. Allgaier

Abiding Joy? Really?!?

Private worlds are swirling with circumstances that defy explanation. And we can add Covid-19 to the mix .

The world as we know it fills the evening news with disheartening news about the world wide pandemic and the ways in which it is affecting our nation.

We hurt for people we love, and those we don’t even know who are suffering. We are all grieving.

Friends, Jesus tells us that if our joy is IN HIM it is complete!

But how in the world do you have ABIDING JOY in the midst of all this pain? Continue reading Abiding Joy! Really?!?! →

Weeds

October 4, 2019Spiritual EncouragementAbba, Abundant Life, Christian encouragement, encouragement in Christ, God's peace, He is with you, hurt in life, Jesus, life issues, love, pain, spiritual encouragement, surrender to Him, Trials, tribulation, Unconditional love, weeds, who I am in ChristT.W. Allgaier

I love growing flowers in my yard and I have way too many. You can ask my husband who helps me water.

I don’t love growing weeds. And evidently, they do not need water.

Weeds remind me of trials, tribulations, problems, just the icky part of life that sometimes walks right in and makes itself at home. No water needed, no fertilizer or particular soil.

So when I saw these weeds the other day at the edge of the creek the Father reminded me of a simple truth.

Sometimes those weeds can become pretty flowers.