Q&A with Esther & Steph – How can I handle friendship drama in a godly way?
Today’s question is – How can I handle friendship drama in a godly way? This is so important and not the easiest to handle. Click the play button above to hear our answer. PLUS: Stay to the end for a little annoucement
Faith over fear – The story of Ruth
The sun was just beginning to rise over the dusty hills of Moab, painting the sky in soft shades of gold and pink. The air was cool, but it carried the dry scent of earth and distant fields. A quiet stillness hung over the land, as if the world itself knew something important was about […]
Q&A with Esther & Steph: Help, I don’t feel close to God lately!
Hey girls, welcome to our Q&A- So today’s question is, “What if I don’t feel close to God lately? Does that mean something is wrong with my faith?” Ooh, that’s a great question, and sometimes we aren’t brave enough to ask or acknowledge it.. Click the player above to listen to the answer!
From Pages High Academy – Almost Honest – Sydney’s Story
Sydney arrived early at church to help her mum with the finishing touches for the special program. She knew it would be a brilliant success, and she liked that the church had acknowledged it. She looked over at the grand piano that held the very large bouquet of flowers that had been presented to her […]
Q&A with Esther & Steph: Did I Push Them Away Instead of Closer to God?
Hey girls welcome to our Q&A-So todays question is I have a friend that has been a christen for only a couple years. We haven’t beenactually friends for very long.I am used to talking to people about Jesus like we we’re all just born on the altar. Iask great questions about the lord and quiz […]
The Danger of Half-Truths – The story of Sapphira
(Acts 5:1–11) The morning air hung cool over the narrow streets of Jerusalem. The sun had only just touched the rooftops, and the city was already waking traders calling out prices, donkeys braying, sandals tapping softly on stone. Inside her home, Sapphira tightened her shawl around her shoulders as the warm smell of bread drifted […]
