From Eating Cookies to Counting Calories

For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.  Ephesians 2:10 NKJV

I can do nothing on my own.  John 5:30aESV

I can do all things through him who strengthens me. Philippians s 4:13 ESV

And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that having all sufficiency in all things at all times, you may abound in every good work. 2 Corinthians 9:8 ESV

You know the New Year is just around the corner when advertisements boomerang from images of whipped cream-topped hot cocoa and a mouthwatering cookie, to aisles of treadmills, ellipticals and tax prep packages. Yep, we’ve turned the corner from “The most wonderful time of the year” to a season marked by resolutions of weight loss, getting out of debt or ending a bad habit. A season that’s brimming with the determination to try harder, or take advantage of the clean slate in front of us. Yet, before we see Valentine candy on the store shelves, many of us are already filled with despair at our lack of ability or willpower to maintain the desired course correction. Or worse, peering into the future brings thoughts of hopelessness mingled with emotional bankruptcy.

I promise not to add to your list of what you must do or change or what you must do better in the coming year. No guilt trip here. What I will do is remind both of us of the foundational truth that we are all a broken, lost, hot-mess people, unable to change ourselves. Willpower, determination or positive thinking, will not (alone) do the trick, though those are definitely our allies in the process. As with the salvation of our soul, He alone is able to change us from the inside out, and enable us to become all He has planned for us.

That plan may include reevaluating our health (or lack of it), reevaluating relationships or how we spend our resources of time, talent and money. It most certainly includes an honest assessment of our relationship with Jesus Christ, the One who has provided our time, talent and treasure. What it doesn’t include is an end-of-our-rope striving to be better, do better and work harder to be “good-er” (as if…).

We can do nothing on our own, but we can do all things through Christ who gives us strength. We are His workmanship, His masterpiece. And as we see treadmills filling store aisles or popping up on our phone screens, refuse to despair. May they serve only as reminders that we are His workmanship. Rely on His wisdom, strength and ability to put His finger on areas of needed change and provide what’s needed to live out the life He has given us.

If you wait until you feel like taking action, you’ll never make progress.

Don Howe

Father, Please put Your finger on areas of my life that need changed or reevaluated. As I honestly acknowledge them, enable me to make whatever course corrections are necessary as I lean into You as my Strength to accomplish what I cannot. In Jesus’ name, Amen

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Audio only – A few thoughts on Psalm 55 (and the trials of life).

An audio only, short montage of thoughts on Psalm 55.

Cast your burden on the Lord and He will sustain you.

Hello friends! You usually find a written devo after the title, but today, I decided to do something a bit different. Though it’s totally unscripted and not at all polished, I pray you hear real life thoughts on God’s Word and how to authentically apply it to our lives.

*I may record more of these in the future, we’ll see how the Lord leads and what the response is (or isn’t).

In His service, Becky White

Santa Claus?

Hello Friends!

A few years ago, I shared the following “Santa Claus” devotion to a group of volunteers at the Columbus Dream Center and was met with this question: “So, Becky, what does “trust God” look like?”

Allow me to briefly share how I responded to that very important question before you read “Santa Claus.”

First, I’ll tell you what it’s NOT – It’s not a religious response to real-life trials. It’s not pretending the challenge isn’t there or that the pain is not real.

Trust in the Lord God looks like tears flowing as you whisper a prayer of “help!” or praying even as you are emotionally numb from the duration of a trial. It looks like praying for that adult child, laying them in His hands one more time. It’s admitting to the Lord that your faith is shot as you pier into the reality of an addiction overtaking someone you love. It looks like turning TO God when your mind and all you see tells you to give up and turn FROM Him.

In the end, it’s clinging to the one thing we DO know – If He gave the life of His Son for us (dirty-rotten as we are), surely He has earned our trust when nothing else makes sense. (See Romans 8:32)

Merry Christmas to all!

Santa Claus?


“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”


The eyes of the LORD are in every place, keeping watch on the evil and the good.


MATTHEW 18:3 PROVERBS 15:3 ESV


“He sees you when you’re sleeping, He knows when you’re awake, He knows if you’ve been bad or good, So be good for goodness sake!” Why? “Because Santa Claus is comin’ to town!”

How many parents have used that song to encourage children to do everything from clean their rooms to being kind to their siblings? I admit I did! And it worked, you know why? Children are naturally trusting. Assured that if they brush their teeth without being told or put their dinner plate in the sink, that somehow, on Christmas morning they will find an over-flow of packages under the tree. All placed there by a jolly ‘ol man dressed in red and smoking a pipe.


After all, Mom and Dad and all the commercials said so…


Because our God is not a mere myth that bribes us to be good, or a make-believe character that cannot stand the rigors of searching out the Truth of His existence. … my analogy breaks down before I even begin, yet there is a lesson to be pulled from this Norman Rockwell Christmas scene.

Encapsulated in one word. Trust.


Trust when His silence is deafening, when the loneliness is unbearable, when the diagnosis is what you feared, when the answer is “no.” Trust Him when difficult circumstances remain, when sudden trials envelop or hopelessness is palatable. Trust Him. With child-like faith. Trust the Lord God who gave the life of His Son for us, born on Christmas Day. Born to die in our place.


He is at work in your circumstance because you asked Him to be. You may not see the answer right now, but take Him at His word, with child-like faith. Don’t allow what you see (or don’t see) to cast a shadow over His faithfulness.

Prayer is the most tangible expression of trust in God.

– Jerry Bridges


Children trust that they will find presents under the tree – yet there is no evidence of packages anywhere to be found – until the Christmas morning rampage! Our Lord is calling us to a child-like trust that He is good and He is faithful, that He loves us. That He is moved to action by our prayers.


Let’s pray,
Father God, Thank You that You are at work in the situations I have brought to You – Behind the scenes of what my eyes can see, You are in complete control – come what may… I settle it now – I trust You! (Even as You help my unbelief!)

In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

Enjoy this beautiful rendition of A Hallelujah Christmas by Cloverton


Written by Becky White for my Lord Jesus

Photo Album of His Goodness

Give thanks in every circumstance, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Always giving thanks to God the Father for everything in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Bless the LORD, O my soul, And forget none of His benefits.

1 Thessalonians 5:18, Ephesians 5:20  BSB,   Psalm 103:2 NABS 1995

Are you old enough to remember those old-fashioned photo albums with sticky pages and clear plastic cling? The adhesive worked so well, that if you attempted to remove years’ old photos, you might end up with half a picture of Uncle Fred. One thing was for sure, you weren’t going to lose your pics in a cloud!

All of us have struggles and seasons of difficulty. Some of us have even had sharp moments of pain that felt like a piercing of our soul. Many years ago, as I struggled through seasons of devastating challenge, disappointment and loss, the idea of being thankful left me …  Well… at a loss. Finding it much easier to spot areas that I felt God had let me down, rather than things to be grateful for. I could count my many disappointments and trials much easier than my blessings. Painfully and embarrassingly honest. 

That’s where the photo album comes in.

I determined to make a record of every little blessing I could think of. A memory album of God’s faithfulness to me. Something tangible I could pull out and look at when ungratefulness crept back into my heart. When life’s difficulties seem to eclipse life’s blessings. I could hold it in my hands. (These decades later, I still have that album). I also reread the auto-biography of Nazi concentration camp survivor, Corrie ten Boom, which gave me a new appreciation for a warm blanket, a cup of hot coffee and my own Bible to read. It was also around this time that I took our oldest son to serve with me at a Salvation Army Thanksgiving give-away, handing out over-flowing dinner baskets to those in need.  (Few knew that we were recipients of one of those baskets).

God asks us to give Him thanks. Period. Empty cupboards and all. Empty chairs and all. Broken-hearts and all.

Becky White

My (glaringly obvious?) point, is that God asks us to give Him thanks. Period. Empty cupboards and all. Empty chairs and all. Broken-hearts and all. Our choice to give thanks in all things, honors Him and reflects a deep level of trust in our Father God, that says, You are good and You are faithful, even if…  It’s a deliberate choice we make. Somedays its so very easy, other days, it’s through tears… That’s okay. Let’s choose to honor Him.

Count your blessings, name them one by one;

Count your blessings, see what God hath done.

Author: Johnson Oatman, Jr  1856

Now, let’s get your photo album ready…

Father, Thank You for Your many good gifts that I too easily take for granted. Focusing instead on all that I feel is “missing.” Please forgive me. How I love You Lord. In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

A little Hebrew:

Give thanks: From eucharistos; to be grateful, i.e. to express gratitude

Forget: From: shâkach, shaw-kakh’; or שָׁכֵחַ shâkêach; a primitive root; to mislay, i.e. to be oblivious of, from want of memory or attention:—× at all, (cause to) forget.to forget, ignore, wither (Qal) to cease to care

Christmas Cookies

Christmas Cookies is one of my favorite Christmas devotionals. It’s such a vivid word picture of the ingredients that make up our lives and what the Lord is able to do with those ingredients.  Wrapping the joy of Christmas cookie baking (and eating!) around the real-life pain that each of us walks through at some point in our lives. It describes His ability to take raw staples, added in the right order, mixed together, provide just the right amount of heat, and …. Let’s just read the devo 😉 – Becky White

The LORD of Armies has taken an oath: “It will happen exactly as I’ve intended. It will turn out exactly as I’ve planned.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Isaiah 14:24 GWT    Romans 8:28 KJV

Every December, it’s the same pre-Christmas cookie-baking ritual. I grab large mixing bowls and measuring spoons, along with flour, baking soda, salt, brown sugar, butter, vanilla and eggs. I spend an entire day mixing, and refrigerating batches of cookie dough.  I’ll spend another whole day baking and decorating (and taste-testing of course!) until our kitchen counters are covered in sugary goodness.  

In the midst of my baking marathon, I stepped back to survey the landscape of my countertop. I noticed that most of what my eyes landed on wouldn’t taste very good as a stand-alone ingredient. Baking soda or a pinch of salt isn’t very tasty all by itself, however, mix each ingredient together in the correct order, add some heat and voila’! You have a mouth-watering, hip-enlarging Christmas cookie! As I mixed and stirred this year’s cookie-dough, I thought a lot about the “ingredients” of my life … of most people’s lives, and how similar it is to my Christmas cookie routine.

On a stand-alone basis, many of the ingredients we encounter are bitter, or even down right painful. Some appear as pointless as baking soda or a pinch of salt. At times were convinced the oven temperature is set on broil…oh the pain of the heat of trials or testing or even natural consequences of our own bad choices.

In my own life, the Lord God has taken “ingredients” like childhood challenges, the death of two of my children, domestic violence, divorce and even my own addictions …. and in the end, brought them all together for my good and His glory.  Ingredients that I thought were unnecessary or an “oven” temperature I thought was too hot or “baking time” I thought was too long… He brought good from them all. Not one ingredient wasted.

Your ingredient list or baking time, may be similar to mine or completely different. Maybe it includes the bitter flavor of COVID or the nastiness of depression-inducing isolation or the uncertainty of our political landscape or financial anxiety. Perhaps your list even includes the bitter ingredient of death or discouragement or cancer …

Wherever you’re at in the cooking process and whatever your ingredient list, let me encourage you today. He sees you. He is aware. I am so sorry for the pain or heartache some of your ingredients have caused. We may not understand “the why” of each ingredient or the cooking process, but we can absolutely trust the Master.

Grab yourself a cup of coffee and a few cookies… and reflect a minute on how He so masterfully used/uses all your life’s ingredients for your good and His glory. Or sip hot cocoa and ask Him to help with your ingredient list that feels so “unnecessary” or an oven temp that seems too high for way too long! Pour out your heart to Him. He is faithful. Of that we can be sure.

“Faith isn’t the ability to believe long and far into the misty future. It’s simply taking God at His Word and taking the next step.”   

Joni Erickson Tada

Father, help me view each life ingredient as from Your Sovereign hand. Enable me to trust You with the bitter and the sweet, and in the end stand amazed at Your faithfulness! In Jesus’ name, Amen

 Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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God’s Perfect Timing

( A Christmas devo)

At that time the Roman emperor, Augustus, decreed that a census should be taken throughout the Roman Empire. (This was the first census taken when Quirinius was governor of Syria.) All returned to their own ancestral towns to register for this census. And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child.

And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no lodging available for them.   Luke 2:1-7 NLT

But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son. Galatians 4:4a KJV

It’s “Christmas-time,” and for many, Luke 2 is the go-to chapter. Many will open their copy of God’s Word and read the account of our Savior’s birth, found here. There is much that we could glean from this familiar and rich section of Scripture, but I’d like to pull out  and hold up to the light, one point.

God’s perfect timing doesn’t always feel perfect. God’s ways, don’t always feel “God-directed.”

As Scripture records, this was the first time that the governor had taken a census. His decree meant that Jospeh and Mary were required to travel to his ancestral home, some 90 miles away. Immediately. No Uber. No Greyhound. And when they arrived at their destination, no reservation or Airbnb awaited them. As some translations put it, there was “No room in the Inn.”  And all of this just so happened to occur while Mary, the mother of our Lord, was on the verge of giving birth.

At first blush, doesn’t it seem like God the Father should have orchestrated better circumstances for the pair? Or that the timing could have been a bit different? Why not travel when Mary is just a few months along or wait until the Child is done with night-feedings?  And what about accommodations? Why did the Creator of all the Universe, not make reservations for His Son? We know He could have. Later in life, we read that a donkey was waiting His arrival and a room prepared for His last supper, why not make His first meal a little more inviting?

I don’t have the answer to those (possibly silly?) questions. But what I do have is faith in our Loving, Faithful and Sovereign God, that if these challenges or less-than-ideal circumstances were allowed to happen, they happened for a purpose. And with His permission and indeed, direction.

If you and I, as *His children, have less-than-ideal circumstances or challenges along life’s path, the same truth applies to us. I don’t know what blessings (a beautiful new baby, or a career achievement or the gift of a godly spouse) or what challenges (grieving a loss, or grieving what might have been or the ache of loneliness or regret) you may be facing this Christmas season. But He does. And His timing is perfect, even when it doesn’t feel that way. His ways are best, even when accompanied by pain. Trust Him. He will never fail you. He has a plan.

This Christmas, as you read Luke 2, and take in the account of our Savior’s birth, be reminded, not only of His goodness in sending His only begotten Son to be born that day in Bethlehem. But in His perfect ways and perfect timing, in all things. Including your life and mine.

Let’s pray –

Father God, I stand in awe of Your goodness in sending Your Son for us and in awe of Your perfect timing as well. In Jesus’ birth and in all the events of my life. Enable me to trust You, even when …. and even if …. I love You! In Jesus’ mighty name, Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

*We are counted as children of God through our relationship with Jesus Christ.

Christmas Socks

Unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given…

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son,

that whosoever believes in Him would not perish but have eternal life.

Isaiah 9:6    John 3:16

Christmas. I love the lights, the tinsel, the songs, and the food. I love the cheesy nothing-to-do-with-the-real-meaning-of-Christmas movies. I love baking cookies with the grandkids and watching the excitement in their eyes as they gasp excitedly at Grandpa and Grandma’s covered-in-icicles Christmas tree. And yet – none of those things is really “Christmas” is it? In fact, one of those decades-old movies reminds us that Christmas can, and does, happen even when all those extras are missing.

Old socks turned Christmas socks.  Old socks nailed to the wall as Christmas stockings, plump with fruit and candy, old socks used as mittens for the kid’s snowball fights and old socks turned into bean bag toys and hand puppets. During those trying years, God gave me a heart of thankfulness for such blessings as old socks – while in recent years, I have spent Christmas’ basking in the outward blessings of tinsel, lights, cheesy movies and grandkids – all shared with my gift-from-God husband. But no matter the circumstance, I always had Christmas. Because Christmas isn’t about those outer trappings I so enjoy…

While we could debate the origins of celebrating this set apart Holy Day we call Christmas, or the accuracy of the exact date – let’s land on the meaning of what we are celebrating. God made flesh. Born of a woman. The Creator entering into His creation to save them. No lights or tinsel or cookies or even eggnog needed.  Jesus the Christ, born into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief. That is Christmas.

This Christmas may find you comfortably sitting in your favorite chair, sipping hot chocolate and basking in the glow of a tree or alone in a prison cell (physical or emotional), tear-stained face and discouraged beyond words. It may find you missing a now-in-heaven child/parent/spouse/friend… or it may find you feverishly trying to “create” Christmas for family. My prayer is that this Christmas we purposefully remember what we are celebrating – the greatest *gift of all time. The gift of His one and only Son… for you. Amazing.

The very purpose of Christ’s coming into the world was that he might offer up his life as a sacrifice for the sins of men. He came to die. This is the heart of Christmas. –Rev. Billy Graham

Father, I am speechless when I think of what You have given us…Your Son, Your only Son. I bow at Your feet, acknowledging Your goodness, faithfulness and absolute mercy and grace given to one such as I. Thank You Father, thank You. In Jesus’ name, Amen

*(Make sure you have opened this gift or it will do you as much good as those expired gift cards!).

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Shattered Snow-globe

Please forgive the rerun – this devo keeps bubbling up in my heart, so I decided to send it out again. Just a reminder, as followers of Christ, we will walk through the same tragedies, the same pain and the same every-day struggles as other folks. And yet … we are not walking alone. We have no less than God Himself living in us and working through us.  When we suffer, God uses that suffering to bring glory to His name to a watching world. They will see that although we face the same challenges as they, we are more than conquers through Christ who strengthens us, and we have within us, His peace that passes all understanding. Not because we have no difficulties to face, but because He’s with us in the difficulties. – Becky White

The LORD is near to those who are discouraged; he saves those who have lost all hope. Psalm 34:18 GNT

The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18 ESV

You are near, O Lord [nearer to me than my foes] Psalm 119:51a AMPC

Trust in Him at all times, you people; Pour out your hearts before Him; God is a refuge for us. Psalm 62: 8 NASB

Wiping away coffee stains and donut crumbs from the outdoor serving tables as she mingled with the guests, it was just another day of urban ministry. A team of volunteers had prepared scrambled eggs, biscuits and sausage, for those without a brick-and-mortar address and some who were just in need of a meal and a caring face – all sprinkled with conversation, prayer and a hug or two.

But on this day… the woman served a guest that she never expected to cross her path in this setting… mingled among the diners who carried all they owned in a knapsack was… Her grown daughter.

Her heart broke at the sight of her “child.” Engulfing her in a momma bear embrace, she listened as her daughter shared details of the past few months. Her momma’s heart ached at the painful scene confronting her. Yet thankful for the foundational knowledge that her daughter was still alive. For another day.

After the meal, she watched as her daughter rolled away and toward the busy city street in the worn-from-use wheel chair, her heart aching at the scene before her.  Though the need for a wheelchair was relatively recent, her daughter’s hands now expertly moved the side wheels while her exposed left foot pushed the chair along the concrete sidewalk. The scene pierced the momma’s heart as her eyes were captured by the sight of the bare, calloused and dirt-stained foot, pushing methodically along. Instantly, she was transported back in time. Hot tears welling as she envisioned her daughter’s tiny, sweet smelling, baby-girl feet with pink satin booties and a delicate ribbon carefully tied in a bow. So perfect. So beautiful.

Lowering her gaze, the momma turned away in emotional ache as the rawness of the scene washed over her…Her daughter… her “baby girl” … now nearing 40, missing a leg, addicted and “contentedly” homeless.

This true story reminds us that being a follower of Jesus Christ doesn’t exempt us from pain. The momma ached; the daughter struggled with addiction. For some, your reality is the death of a child. For others, depression or despair are threatening to engulf you as one who has “lost all hope.” We do not live the Christian life in a snow-globe – always beautiful and delicately protected from adversity. Though no one has been given an exemption-card from the trials of life, He has promised us His very presence as we walk through them…. even as He asks us to trust Him with what we do not understand.

Trace again the words of scripture. Put your finger on each word and speak them out loud. “The LORD is near to those who are discouraged; he saves those who have lost all hope. He is near the brokenhearted.” While I have no magic words to wipe away your pain, allow me to lead you to the One Scripture calls “a Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief”. (Isaiah 53:3) Lean into Him as you walk through your own version of a shattered snow-globe situation. He is nearer than all you face.

“If God sends us on stony paths, He provides strong shoes.”

Corrie ten Boom

Father, Your word says that You are the God of all comfort and a Refuge for us. While I admit I would much prefer an exemption-card from difficulty, I realize it’s through trials that I learn to trust You, and Your grace, to carry me. I love You, In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Icicles and Lambs

And she gave birth to her firstborn, a Son. She wrapped Him in swaddling cloths and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.…

Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.

Luke 2:7 Berean Study Bible            John 1:29 ESV

I love all things sparkly! Every year I layer our Christmas tree with an entire package of hand-me-down silvery icicles. I so enjoy the way the Christmas lights reflect off the silvery beauty! As much as I love the sparkle of Christmas decorations, I know this isn’t the real meaning and symbol of Christmas.

The original “Christmas scene” is rich with symbolism and depth of meaning, and definitely no cutesy fairy tale or sterile religious scene as we may accidentally portray it with our graceful Nativity figures. The authentic Nativity is gritty real-life embedded with layers of meaning. And the only sparkle were the stars of heaven. Come with me for a few moments, step away from ribbons and bows or perhaps the grief that some are experiencing this Holy-Day and let us push back the hay, peering into the stable …

The Lamb of God, born alongside smelling, dirty lambs. The Lamb of God, born to take away the sin of the world, birthed alongside animals intended to temporarily cover the sin of the people. John 1:29 Jesus, The Bread of Life, lain in a feeding trough. Beckoning us to feed on the only thing that authentically satisfies the hunger of our soul and deepest longings. Him. John 6:33

His teenager mom,  gave birth in a barn/cave, not because she enjoyed the rustic setting, but because there was no room for them anywhere else. They were not wanted or welcomed or cared for by others. From His first Word-made-flesh-Divine-breath to His crucifixion on Mt. Calvary, He experienced the pains of our humanness. Rejected. Outcast. Sorrow. Misunderstood. As the Holy Spirit spoke through Isaiah the prophet 700 years earlier, “He was a Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief…. Despised and rejected by men …”

His birth announcement didn’t include a Santa-hat photo in the society pages of Bethlehem but did make the shepherd evening news. Angels arrived during the night-shift of lowest-on-the-totem-pole of that society to proclaim the good news for all the world (Isn’t that just like our God?). “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”  And suddenly there appeared with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased.” Luke 2

Stepping away from the stable and back into my modern-day Charles Dickens-esq Christmas celebrations, I am reminded … that Jesus is the Lamb of God, who came to take away my sins … He is the Bread of Life sent from heaven, the only One who can truly satisfy our needs. He knows our pain of rejection or grief or regret.  And Jesus offers us joy beyond measure as we bow our heart and kneel before the Lord our Maker – a Maker Who came wrapped in swaddling clothes laying in a feeding trough to give His life for us. Astounding.

God became flesh – doing it all in a most unexpected way, in a most unexpected place to a most undeserving people. The world. You. Me.

Whatever the Christmas holiday looks like in your world, from my never-enough-sparkles, to alone in a  prison cell (physical or emotional) or taking in the reality of  a cancer diagnosis, to a military spouse teary-eyed with loneliness, to a new mom holding her own swaddled child. Lean hard into the Lamb of God this Christmas…

“Christ didn’t only come into the world that first Christmas night in Bethlehem, but He wants to come into our lives today, and every day of the year.” – Billy Graham

Billy Graham

Father God, I bow before You in awe of Your faithfulness. Providing the spotless Lamb, Your very own Son … for me … Please show me where I “don’t make room” for You in my life … and enable me to daily recognize the depth of my need for You … as I bask in Your goodness, even as it comes in ways and by means that I did not expect. I love You. In Jesus’ name, Amen

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Advent devo suggestion

Confession, I usually find Advent devos to be a bit “religious-y” and not something that draws me in to honoring Jesus’ birth. But this devo is different!

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Advent Alphabet

I highly recommend it. You can download a free copy or order a hard copy. It is well worth the cost.

Blessings to you!

Becky White