Today we are kicking off the 30-Day Word Before World Challenge, and thousands of women around the world are joining in with us. This challenge is simple but intentional: devote your heart to seeking the Lord before jumping into the world each day. We created a free guide you can receive and begin at any […]

Everything was in place for the perfect morning quiet time. The coffee was freshly made and had just the right amount of creamer. The candle was lit on the table nearby. My Bible was opened to John 5 as I’ve been going through it passage by passage. My Give Me Jesus journal was beside me, and […]

Eat Truth For Breakfast The moment your alarm goes off in the morning, you start thinking and making decisions. The first one will be to actually turn the alarm off, move from your cozy covers, and plant your feet on the floor to start your day. You are constantly thinking, making decisions, and meditating on […]

The lyrics to “Give Me Jesus” were originally an African American hymn that was sung during the days of slavery. These words were never intended to be ideas written on mugs, journals, or prints. They were meant to be lived, breathed, and understood. They were sung out of a deep realization that apart from Jesus, […]

This post was written by Kelly Strickland. You can read more about Kelly at the bottom of the post! Learning to let go of the perfect “quiet time” with the Lord has been quite a difficult journey for me. My love language is quality time and so when our son Will came along I realized […]

Lights low, coffee brewing, blanket ready, Bible open, journal and pen waiting…the makings of what I used to think were the perfect quiet time. In June I entered a new season of motherhood and found that my “quiet time” rarely looked this perfect anymore. I had to fight for it. I had to force myself to open my Bible and journal most days. Since becoming a mama, I’ve struggled with the concept of a “quiet” time since my mornings and days rarely are quiet. I can count on one hand the number of mornings I’ve had that could be considered “quiet” since my son was born. But God is teaching me that just because my quiet times are messy and often filled with noise, they are no less beautiful than they used to be.