Never Too Late to Remember
Yom Teru’ah (commonly known as Jewish New Year) has passed, but the call to remember remains. As Yom Kippur approaches, what does it mean to trust a God who has not forgotten His promises?
Anchored in HIS Word
Yom Teru’ah (commonly known as Jewish New Year) has passed, but the call to remember remains. As Yom Kippur approaches, what does it mean to trust a God who has not forgotten His promises?
Forty years after my mother’s death, I find myself thanking God not only for her life but for His continuing work of healing our relationship. This personal reflection is a testimony to God’s redeeming grace, the hope of eternity, and the unexpected gifts of growing older.
As new medical challenges arose, I found myself wrestling not only with physical weakness but also with the unseen battle for hope. This personal meditation explores that struggle through poetry and God’s Word.
Growing older isn’t always graceful. Sometimes it feels more like learning to dance on storm-tossed waves. A personal reflection on aging, faith, and discovering that hope is found not in calmer seas, but in the One who never leaves us.
As I prepared a Shavuot lesson, one verse would not let me go: ‘Remember that you were slaves in Egypt.’ This post explores how that memory shapes our freedom in Yeshua.