by Kathy Collard Miller | Jul 1, 2016 | encouragement, Letters from God, something difficult, temptation, temptations, trials
My Precious Princess and Daughter: I don’t blame you for feeling tempted. Sometimes a temptation may seem overwhelming. Just think of My Son who was tempted in similar ways as you. He was able to resist because He trusted My plan, knew My words, and wanted My...
by Kathy Collard Miller | Jun 27, 2016 | overwhelmed feelings, perseverance, relationships, temptation, temptations, trials
It’s no fun to be tempted. It’s stressful and the potential for destruction in any number of ways haunts us. Relationships can be destroyed. Businesses can be lost. Addictions can ruin families. There are innumerable ways to be tempted. Succumbing to any temptation is...
by Kathy Collard Miller | May 14, 2016 | anger, assumptions, marriage, relationships, trials, unconditional love
Why isn’t Larry talking to me? It’s 1970 and we’d only been married a few months. We were finally going on our first vacation since our honeymoon and I was thrilled! I couldn’t wait to be with my beloved for three whole days. I was especially...
by Kathy Collard Miller | May 1, 2016 | strategy, strength, stress, studying Bible, tough love, trials, Trust, truth
I love words! And I love finding out the meaning of seemingly obscure words in the Bible. For instance, what in the world does the word “nail” or “tent peg” in Zechariah 10:4 mean: “From him shall come the cornerstone, from him...
by Kathy Collard Miller | Feb 3, 2016 | something difficult, spiritual gifts, strength, stress, trials, Trust, witnessing
Years ago, I had the privilege of being friends with Judy Snider. Judy was bedridden for many years from multiple sclerosis, yet that didn’t prevent her from serving God. From an earthly perspective Judy didn’t have much of a life. She couldn’t...
by Kathy Collard Miller | Jan 30, 2016 | doubt, faith, prayer, self talk, sovereignty, trials, Trust, truth
I hadn’t driven for eleven months. Would I ever be able to drive again? It felt like my epilepsy journey—at least the driving part—came down to last Monday at 3pm. I would be interviewed by phone with a DMV official. Because I hadn’t had any seizures for...
