
Blog

Summer Sampler: Unexpected to Unbelievable!
I love living in New England, and I welcome the diversity of all four seasons. The new birth of buds blossoming, the splash of salted waters, painted crisp fall leaves, and a fresh snow blanket descending from the sky.
Not so welcome are the unexpected seasons/storms that abruptly knock at our doorstep. Yet we all have those uninvited visitors barging in. For some it may be a …

A Time of Lament
Do you find yourself in a season of loss? Maybe you’ve lost a loved one, a job, or a friendship, or your expectations have been disappointed in some area of your life. Loss is an inevitable experience in this life.
What are we to do with the loss? Our culture would tell us to keep busy, move on to plan B or C, seek the next goal, and move forward. In contrast, if we look to scripture, we see Psalms expressing anguish, disappointment, and despair. At Bible study, we recently …

In Christ Alone
In 2018, my grandpa passed away. I remember him sitting down with us a few months prior as he explained the rapid effects of ALS and his acceptance that he’d be with the Lord very soon. It was very difficult to grasp – listening to someone I loved so dearly talk with my siblings and me about death. And yet, his words exemplified contentedness and peace. Though we all felt incredible sadness, he made…

Keep Christ in Us This Christmas
I love everything about this time of year – the lights, family dinners, and parties full of great food, laughter and silly presents. But this year, much like Easter and Thanksgiving, Christmas feels somehow threatened by the looming presence of COVID-19. In my superficial attempt to bring a bit of joy to our home, I broke my rule…

Ministry Spotlight - House of Hope
My name is Phyllis Phelps, and I am the director of House of Hope NH. I would like to tell you about House of Hope NH and what the Lord has done in our 2%-churched area.
In 2015, my husband and I began seeing a rise in overdoses resulting in deaths. So we began seeking the Lord as to how He would use us to reach those struggling with addiction, and their children.

Trusting in the Dark
“For we live by faith, not by sight.”2 Corinthians 5:7
That verse has been a constant theme for me over the last several months. Our journey comes down to one thing … our faith in who He is and who we are in Him. Faith seems so counter-cultural in a world where we want to see and feel everything. We want to see proof before we sign on the dotted line. God’s Kingdom is the complete opposite. His Kingdom is one where there is an expectation of trust and belief even when we cannot see.

Something For the Soul
Summer is finally here … though it might look different than any summer we have experienced! Here are three poems to hopefully help you GAZE at God and His promises and GLANCE at all else.

2020 Vision
It was a glorious, sunny October day. Just a bit windy, though. Like every Sunday, we – aunts, uncles, cousins – were gathered at my parents’ home for dinner. Just as we were settling in someone noticed a tiny plume of smoke off in the distance. Several of the adventurous uncles – including Bob, my husband – decided to investigate. “We’ll be right back. Start eating without us” they called as they piled into a car. …