I can’t remember the last time I sat down with my roommates without Snapchatting, BBMing, or watching YouTube videos while trying to carry on a conversation. This is a problem--and I don’t think I'm alone.
The day Cheryl heard the Gospel was awful. She looked back on her divorce and saw everything she had thrown away.
When I was showering or half-asleep, my mind would drift over and press repeat on my playlist of hurts and regrets.
At the cross, it seemed like God had abandoned His Son. But that couldn't have been further from the truth.
Divorce is not the end of the road. It isn't easy, and it's not what we would have chosen, but God can help you make wise decisions to deal with the transition.
Ok, here it goes. This is what I realized this morning: no man has ever pursued me. Does that mean that no man has ever truly known me or loved me, even the man I call my husband?
After 20 years of marriage my husband left me for a much younger woman. For many weeks I prayed fervently for just one thing — the courage to take my life.
My husband gave me an ultimatum. I had to choose between him or God. I chose God. I thought it was the end, but God sure didn't.
If we are willing to hand our mess over to him, he can turn it into something better.
I would count down the days till I would see my little girls again. I was sure no one else could love them adequately. I wanted and needed that job.
When our first marriage failed, we moved on and remarried. But it turned out that God had different plans.
How divorce and remarriage affect the children depends largely on you. Here are some tips to help them cope.
When you're in a valley of darkness, where do you turn?