Author Archives: Sheila Walsh

The Longing to Be Chosen

The Longing to Be Chosen

Editor’s Note: Back in March we did an Online Bible study for The Longing in Me and if you didn’t get a chance to participate in that one, you can still pick up the book at a great discount. There’s a place inside each one of us that longs for more. We try to give it

The Longing for Control

Control is a big issue for women. Part of it is birthed in a healthy place. We want to fashion our homes into peaceful places. We want to protect our children. We want them to know they’re loved, and from that solid foundation, make good choices. If we’re married, we want our husbands to succeed and feel fulfilled. We

The Longing for God Alone

O God, You are my God;
I earnestly search for You. My soul thirsts for You;
my whole body longs for You in this parched and weary land where there is no water. I have seen You in your sanctuary 
and gazed upon your power and glory. Your unfailing love is better than life itself; how I praise You!  — Psalm 63:1–3 And

When the Journey Is Too Much

“Fatigue makes cowards of us all.” That statement by Green Bay Packers football legend Vince Lombardi is so true. We’ve all experienced it: the end of the day comes and, with it, the end of our energy and often the end of our courage for whatever the next day may hold. Great heroes of the Bible

God Has Come to Us

When I was a child, a distant aunt insisted on knitting me a new hat every Christmas. I tried to be grateful, but they were truly atrocious creations. The worst one was purple and yellow with great wool loops all over it. (I was convinced that if a bird flew low enough over my head,

Prayer: The Best Thing We Can Do

Jimmy never missed a church service. I knew him when I was a teenager growing up in Scotland, and I can still remember how he prayed at our Tuesday night prayer meetings. Every single week he prayed for his wife, asking God to give her the desire to know Jesus. The beautiful northern brogue with

Desperate Prayer: Driven to Her Knees

One of the greatest heartaches a woman can experience is the inability to have a child of her own. Not every woman longs for motherhood, but for women who do and who month after month are disappointed they have not conceived, the pain they feel is cruel and unrelenting. On top of that heartache, a woman in Old Testament times

A Living Sacrifice

Parents with older children had warned me about this project, the crowning glory of seventh grade, but I still wasn’t prepared for how much work it involved. Each student had to build a to-scale model of the tabernacle of the Lord as outlined in Exodus 36–39. Have you ever read a detailed account of the

A Bottle of Your Tears

When I opened the gift from my friend, I wasn’t quite sure what it was. The small glass bottle was a beautiful cobalt blue, about two inches tall, covered in sliver filigree. I thought it might be a perfume bottle, albeit a very small one, but her note explained that it was actually a tear

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