Melissa's Posts, {Love}

{Love} Date Night

Written by: Melissa Longval

Keith and I have a date…Friday night.  Since our kids have gotten older, and now stay up late, time alone is sparse to put it mildly.  So, to reconnect and relax, we have purposed to make date night happen.

Being married almost 23 years, we’ve learned that making time for each other is vital to a healthy relationship.  I was reminded of this when listening to a sermon by Pastor Chip Ingram.  He was talking about being an authentic Christian.  That by the renewing of your mind with God’s Word and the indwelling of the Holy Spirit, we can live authentic Christ-centred lives.

You are who you hang around with.  You are what you eat.  Garbage in, garbage out.  Not a very hard concept, really, but the Lord wouldn’t let it go.  For days, He would remind me, “Melissa, you are what you eat.”

So what does this have to do with date night with my husband?  Well, this is what the Lord has shown me.

    1. Life is busy. For us, right now, it is crazy busy, so Keith and I have set apart time to be together, just the two of us.  We value this, so we make it a priority.  Just as few things would interrupt our Friday night dates, I need to make sure that I am doing the same with my time with the Lord.  Do I give Him my leftovers, my two extra minutes when I am stressed or do I set apart time to be with Him and only Him?
    2. All week long, Keith will say things like, “I am so excited about our date.  Where do you want to go?”  He will ask me, “Are you excited about Friday night?”  We anticipate good things from our time together.  We look forward to it.  It occupies our thoughts, not just our afterthoughts.  When was the last time I felt like this towards my time with Jesus?  Has it been too long?  “Trust in the Lord, and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He shall give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:3-4  In order to dwell and feed, I must spend time with the Lord.  I cannot rush through my time with Him just to check it off my list.

Because Keith has Celiac disease, we are careful about where we go for dinner.  Keith and I will research and ask lots of questions about the ingredients and the preparation of the food.  Remember, garbage in is garbage out.  And, as we are getting older and a bit rounder, we try to make healthy choices – less processed more organic and locally sourced.  I need to make sure I am not using only processed time with the Lord.  I love to read, but I cannot substitute others’ interpretations of scriptures as a substitute for reading His Word myself.  I can use others’ writing to complement my time with the Lord, but not replace my time in His Word. 

  I will feed them in good pasture, and their fold shall be on the high mountains of Israel. There they shall lie down in a good fold and feed in rich pasture on the mountains of Israel. I will feed My flock, and I will make them lie down,” says the Lord God. Ezekiel 34: 14-15

The Lord desires time with each of us.  Even more than we could ever imagine.  You are precious and loved.  Just as Keith desires time with me, the Lord desires time with you.  Let’s spur each other on to make a date with the Lord.  To set apart time with only Him, to listen, to engage, and learn.  To taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the man who trusts in Him. Psalm 34:8

Until next time,

Melissa

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{Beauty} The Beautiful Unwritten Ending

 

Written by: Melissa Longval

This is a story of a little girl with sandy coloured hair and big hopes for her future.  She loved Hostess Cupcakes and chocolate milk.  Outside was her favourite place to be, among the flowers and the trees.

This little girl was kind and gentle, but her home life was anything but.  Her parents, busy with work, would often overlook her, especially when they were fighting…and they fought a lot.  The little girl would run outside to her safe spot until the yelling quieted down.

But the tension at home never calmed down.  It was always thick and present.  It laced every interaction her parents had with each other.  This stress started to wear on the little girl and over time, it changed her.

As she grew, in order to cope, she looked for ways to escape the conflict.  There were many options to choose from—she chose alcohol.  What she didn’t understand was how this alcohol couldn’t provide the escape she was hoping for.  Instead it jailed her in a prison with more conflict and pain than she could have imagined.

As time passed, she did her best to control herself.  She wore the brightest smile and would laugh and laugh.  So many people never knew what kept her chained.  Though the sandy haired woman had a family and friends, she was filled with so much pain.

She couldn’t face the prison, so she denied it.  Ignored it.  Tried to pretend it didn’t exist and in the process, she hurt those she loved most.  Shame covered her and tried to destroy her.  It lied to her and told her she was unworthy, unloved, ugly.  It whispered that no one would ever love her if they knew her secrets.  So she hid them deeper.

The beauty of this sad story, like all our stories, is that the end is not yet written.  We have the blessing of allowing Jesus to write our endings.  To surrender our pasts to Him and allow Him to remove our shame and redeem our stories.  He will not give us a fairy-tale ending, but a good ending because Jesus is good and all He does within us is good.

Jesus will take our shame that threatens to destroy, and work it for our good.  He rectifies our mistakes…makes good from bad.

Even if we end up in a real prison, Jesus advocates and intercedes for us.  He replaces our shame with His love and washes us white as snow.  There is no story too bad for Jesus to rewrite.  After all, Jesus is the author of our faith.

Instead of your shame you will receive a double portion, and instead of disgrace you will rejoice in your inheritance. And so you will inherit a double portion in your land, and everlasting joy will be yours. Isaiah 61: 7

 

Until next time,

~Melissa

 

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{Faith} That Your Faith May Not Fail

Written by Melissa Longval

Why is it that we dismiss the small things of life sometimes?  I almost missed this one…this small request by my tiny daughter…

After having spent the night at Grammy and Papa’s, as I was driving home with Emeria and Austin, Emeria couldn’t stop talking about all the fun things they had done with their grandparents.  At the top of the list were the homemade juice pops that she and Grammy made.  “And Mommy, we put the juice in the holder and Grammy put it in the freezer and then I had to wait a LONG time.  But then, Mommy, the popsicles were frozen!  They were so yummy, Mommy.  Can we buy those popsicle makers?”

Such a cute conversation, right?  Such an easy question, right?  Who wouldn’t just run down to Walmart and buy the Popsicle moulds for their sweet little girl?  This mom right here.  I couldn’t.  Unless Walmart had changed their exchange policy and traded goods for looks or jokes, any purchase was out of the question.  

Times were hard.  Seemingly impossible really.  As a tired, spent mom, this simple request broke my heart.  How could I say no?

“Well, Emeria, let’s ask Jesus for the popsicle makers.”  I said this, really…honestly, just to get her to stop talking…so I wouldn’t feel so guilty.  Perhaps even to pass responsibility to Jesus.  It was a low point for me.

As usual, Emeria prayed, without hesitation, with her innocent faith totally believing that the Lord of heaven would somehow deliver her very special popsicle makers.

Life goes on.  Cooking, changing diapers, doing laundry…distractions come.  Needs are met.  Motions are made.  When life is hard, we can lose hope.  I can so often look to my circumstances to define how God loves me.  If life is easy, He must love me a lot today.  But my life wasn’t easy, so maybe He didn’t love me much today…

Do you ever feel like that?  That the Lord who is supposed to love you isn’t doing a very good job?  That perhaps He sees the needs of others, but not yours?  That your cries are just bouncing off an empty sky returning to mock you?

Oh sweet friend, I have been there, but please listen…

He sees YOU.  He hears YOU.  He LOVES YOU!

Our faith is precious to Him.  Jesus will go to great lengths to grow our faith.  Faith is so important to Him.  It is often in the small things, where great faith is grown.  Like in a little girl’s desire for popsicles.

These trials will show that your faith is genuine. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold—though your faith is far more precious than mere gold. So when your faith remains strong through many trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world. 1 Peter 1:7

A few days after Emeria asked Jesus to get her the moulds, we went to our weekly Bible study.  To be honest, neither of us had talked about the moulds and I had forgotten about them.  Catch this!  Just because we forget, doesn’t mean that He does.  Increasing our faith, He is always at work.

But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. – Luke 22:32

“Hey Melissa,” said my beautiful, Holy Spirit led friend Linda.  

“I was cleaning out my cupboards this weekend and I found two sets of these popsicle moulds and I feel like the Lord wants you to have them,” she claimed as she handed me a bag full of pieces and parts of popsicle molds.

I sat on the couch with my mouth hanging open, stunned.

The Lord saw me.  The Lord heard my sweet daughter’s prayer offered in faith with confidence that He would answer her.  The Lord showed His love to us both through the willing obedience of a faithful friend.

Oh Lord, I needed this!  More than I ever realized, did I need this miracle to penetrate the increasing hopelessness that a hard life can sometimes produce.  Jesus knew that it was always about more than juice pops.  That is was always about increasing my faith and the faith of my family.

Be on the lookout for chances for your faith to increase.  Never dismiss even the smallest opportunities for Jesus to grow your faith.  Expect it!  Expect to meet Him today in the ordinary and see where He takes you.

“Righteous Father, though the world does not know you, I know you, and they know that you have sent me. I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.” John 17:25-26

Until next time,

Melissa Longval

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{Beauty} The Beauty of Worship

Written by Melissa Longval

Worshipping the Lord with music and song comes easily to me.  Not that I am gifted in it, but I enjoy it very much and often turn to worship during the struggles and joys of life.

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs.  Know that the Lord is God. It is he, who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. Psalm 100:1-3

When my children were little, I was often interrupted during worship time to help them with some need.  I remember looking around at the people praising and worshipping, and being struck with the beauty I saw.

Eyes closed, peace all over…Some had hands raised and others had them down at their sides.  Many faces were turned up towards heaven while others had heads bowed down.  It was such a powerful moment for me that I almost felt like I was intruding on these dear people…these precious brothers and sisters in Christ.  Like I had caught a glimpse into something only meant for an audience of One.  It took my breath away.

To see the beauty of the Lord like that has marked me for life.  Witnessing the power of worship as I did, has changed how I view worship.  I had previously thought God wanted our worship, because He deserves it.  But after what I witnessed I realized how much worship does for us…and that is a big part of why God calls us to worship Him.  When we are focused, with our gaze towards Him alone, peace flows freely and humility ushers us to throne of grace!

Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe,  for our God is a consuming fire.  Hebrews 12:28-29

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits, who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, who satisfies you with good so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. Psalm 103: 1-5

So the next time you are tempted to despair, remember to turn your face towards heaven, and worship your Creator.  Let the beauty of the Lord and His peace surround you as you surrender to Him.

Until next time,

Melissa Longval

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{Testimony} Melissa

Written By: Melissa Longval

Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story—those he redeemed from the hand of the foe, those he gathered from the lands, from east and west, from north and south. – Psalm 107:2-3

I grew up in a small town in the small state of New Hampshire.  I had heard about Jesus from my friend’s mom…went to church once in a while…even said the Sinner’s prayer.  I liked it, but honestly, thought Christians were quite strange.  I kept Jesus at a distance for a very long time.  I thought I could run my own life.  I loved the idea of Jesus, but didn’t want the accountability.

I was smart, quick witted, sarcastic, and angry.  My sense of humour was always at the expense of others.  Jealousy and gossip were frequent companions of mine.  I could act like a nice girl, but I was mean…inside, I was cruel and nasty.

As time passed, I married my childhood sweetheart, bought a house, and tried to start a family.  I had my first miscarriage.  Then I had my second.  Then my third.  I realized that I couldn’t control really much of anything in my life and needed help…my heart was broken.  I feared that I would never have children.  That I didn’t deserve them, because of how I had lived my life, turning my back against God and living my own way.

But God is so kind.  He is always kinder than I ever imagine He could be.  After testing and painful procedures, I had my beautiful baby girl, Emeria Joy.  Seven pounds and six ounces of pure sass!

There was something off in my head.  I wasn’t right.  After all this time, I wanted to be celebrating, but I couldn’t.  One night while nursing, I asked God to fix Emeria…to make her sleep…stop crying…but God in His gentle way whispered deep into my soul, “She’s not the one that needs fixing.”

Oh, my.  I was undone.  I realized in that moment how far I was from God.  All my anger, bitterness, unforgiveness was laid bare and I knew how much it separated me from the Lord.  The walls that I had built to protect and shield me from harm throughout my life had blocked the One who loved me unconditionally.

In the rocking chair, holding my precious daughter, I purposed to surrender my life to the Lord and to allow Him to knock down my walls and rebuild my broken heart and dark mind.  I took refuge in Jesus, the Redeemer.  The One who laid down His life while I was still sinning.

It was a process and it took time.  There is no magic wand or pixie dust that brought me change instantaneously.  For me, it was choosing, trusting, and reading God’s Word that brought change, all while heeding the prompting of the Holy Spirit.  I needed help and that came in the form of beautiful godly friends, Biblical counsel, and even anti-depressants for a short time to help with my severe post-partum depression.

But through every second, God’s kindness was present.  His gentle voice and compassion led me to repent and change…to surrender who I was to become who He designed me to be.  Jesus truly lifted my burdens and has changed my life forever.

Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. Psalm 34:8

Until next time,

Melissa

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{Worth} Everything I Ever Did

Written by Melissa Longval

In John chapter 4, we meet the Samaritan woman at the well.  As is well known, Jews and Samaritans hated each other and would go out of their way to avoid contact.  Through this purposeful encounter with this woman, Jesus reveals much about His heart and care for us.

As the sun was hot and high in the sky, the woman approached the well where Jesus sat, alone.  Water was gathered in the cool of the morning and evening,  and was a social gathering spot for women.  But not this woman.

She went for water when no one would be there.  She was an outsider…an outcast.  Rejected by her people for poor choices and seemingly bad character.  Nothing was hidden from Jesus…He knew her story before she opened her mouth.  He chose that spot at that time…He chose her.

Jesus said to her, “You are right when you say you have no husband. The fact is, you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have just said is quite true.” John 4: 17-18

Though He revealed her shame, there was no one to condemn her.  In His kindness, Jesus helped her face what had separated her from the rest of her people.  Then He used the very thing that separated her to bring her healing and redemption.

Jesus chose a broken and damaged woman to bring the good news to the Samaritan village!

 Many of the Samaritans from that town believed in him because of the woman’s testimony, “He told me everything I ever did.”  So when the Samaritans came to him, they urged him to stay with them, and he stayed two days.  And because of his words many more became believers. John 4: 39-41

Is shame of past choices keeping you from telling others about the love of Christ?  Do you believe the lie that you are not good enough or smart enough or clean enough to be used by Jesus?  The very story that you try to hide can be the tool that Jesus will use to bring others to Him.

There is freedom in Christ…freedom from our past…freedom from our reputations…freedom from our failures.

For you have been called to live in freedom, my brothers and sisters.  But don’t use your freedom to satisfy your sinful nature.  Instead, use your freedom to serve one another in love.  For the whole law can be summed up in this one command: “Love your neighbour as yourself.” Galatians 5: 13-14

As the Samaritan woman, let’s boldly exclaim, “He told me everything I ever did…and He still loves me!  Come, meet Him and learn of His love for you too!”

And as we serve others, may our Bibles be worn from reading, our hands be rough from tender care, our arms be tired from reaching others, our feet be tough from following hard after Jesus, and our hearts be full knowing we are eternally loved!

Until next time,

Melissa Longval

 

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{Love} The Risk of Love

Written by Melissa Longval

India, you are a wild and contrasting country: ancient and modern, beautiful and dreadful, kind and indifferent, wealthy and poor.  I never imagined you would infect me like you have.  The smells, the culture, the people…India, you are an intoxicating mix of what makes life beautiful and what makes life hard, harsh, and cruel.  In an unfair twist, in my western I- know- better ignorance, I am slightly shocked by the impact you have had on me.

As I prepared to visit you, I prayed for the Lord’s strength and love to invade my soul.  Lord, fill me with Your passion and desire for this land 6,000 miles away.  That is a dangerous prayer.  Love is always dangerous…rarely safe.  I was not prepared for the invading, fierce army of love that the Lord bestowed upon me.  My heart will never be the same.

The danger comes not in the denial of the prayer, but in the very giving of my request…the imparting of the love desired.  I am reminded of the conversation between Susan and Mr. Beaver in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis.

“Aslan is a lion- the Lion, the great Lion.”

“Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he-quite safe?  I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…

“Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe?  ‘Course he isn’t safe.  But he’s good.  He’s the King, I tell you.”

You, precious India, were so ready to receive His love.  Hurting people needing to hear the good news graciously surrendered pain and fear.  Precious sons and daughters were welcomed home.  Orphans found homes and families.  I found you.

And that is the danger.  The needs of so many are crushing.  To have eyes to see and the love to feel left me feeling small, insignificant.  What could I do?  How could I ever make a difference in the midst of so many struggles?

So in my emptiness, as I searched the scriptures, I was reminded of the familiar story of Mary from Bethany and her anointing of Jesus in Mark 14.  The religious leaders were harshly rebuking her for wasting expensive perfume, for her act of worship.

“Leave her alone,” said Jesus. “Why are you bothering her?  She has done a beautiful thing to me.  The poor you will always have with you, and you can help them any time you want.  But you will not always have me.  She did what she could.  She poured perfume on my body beforehand to prepare for my burial.  Truly I tell you, wherever the gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told, in memory of her.” 6-8

The passage came alive to me and anointed my hurting heart.  She did what she could.  Jesus, those words spoke life into me and brought me back.  You saw me where I was and called my name.  You brought me to India.  You arranged each and every encounter and ordained all the words spoken.  Precious Saviour, thank you!

Oh, India!  You wrecked me!  In the best way possible, I am not who I was.  You have whetted my appetite to do what I can with what I have been given.  I can do what I can.  I have tasted and seen the goodness of God in action.  I love you, India…a gift of answered prayer.  I took a risk on loving you.  It was the best risk to take.  At all times, bet on love, because love wins.  Always!

Until next time,
Melissa Longval

 

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{Life} Born to Love

Written By: Melissa Longval

And when Jesus came to the place, He looked up and saw him, and said to him, “Zacchaeus, make haste and come down, for today I must stay at your house.” So he made haste and came down, and received Him joyfully.  But when they saw it, they all complained, saying, “He has gone to be a guest with a man who is a sinner.” Luke 19: 5-7

The story of Zacchaeus is familiar to us, but as I read it this past week, one line struck me anew.  “But when they saw it, they all complained…” What had they seen?  Who were “they”?  Where had they come from?

Reading the Word of God in context is vital to understanding the whole of the scripture I am studying.  So as I back up to chapter 18 in Luke, I discover much that opened my eyes to not only the “THEY” in this story, but also the “ME” in this story.

As is known, Zacchaeus was not just a tax collector, but the chief tax collector…head honcho.  Hated and despised; tax collectors were greatly distrusted and poorly regarded.  Because of dishonest dealings and deceitful practices, people did not associate with them.

So, back to my questions.

The “they” in the above scripture are referring to the people who had been walking with Jesus.  They had heard Jim preach, perform a miracle, and tell the rich young ruler that it was impossible for a rich man to get into heaven.  Ironically, Jesus also preached about the Pharisee and the tax collector.

 “But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’

 “I tell you that this man, rather than the other{Pharisee}, went home justified before God. For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.” Luke 18: 13-14

Even after witnessing all this, they complained when Jesus brought Zacchaeus into His fold.  I’m sure Zacchaeus could hear them complaining.  He knew, how they regarded him.  He wasn’t with anyone before he climbed up the tree.  Isolation is often the price for riches.

Zacchaeus joyfully received Jesus and declared before all, his true and honest intentions of restitution and repentance.  We know it is genuine, because Jesus declared, “Today salvation has come to this house, because he also is a son of Abraham; for the Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost.” Luke 19: 9-10.

Wait!  Did you catch that?  Jesus just accomplished the impossible!  Zacchaeus, a very rich man, just received salvation!  He was willing to do what the rich young ruler was not…follow Christ at all cost!

And yet, they complained!

How like me to disregard miracles that go against my preconceived notions and judgments!  I put more stock in my idea of a person than in the transforming power of the Holy Spirit.  I allow what I think of a person to determine how I see their walk with the Lord.  Instead of rejoicing, I complain about their past sins, real or imagined.  I can get caught up in the crowd and allow their judgments to lead me.

As a mom, I struggle with this with my children and their friends.  I have this idea of what I want for my children.  I think we all do.  I have this picture of what is good and what is bad.  If someone doesn’t fit into my image of good, I really grapple with refusing the friendship and protecting my children.

That mentality can even infiltrate into the family.  If the family doesn’t fit my idea then I want to cut off the relationship.  We are called to be diligent and to be careful.  After all, bad company does corrupt good character as we read in 1 Corinthians 15:33.  But we are never called to quickly dismiss someone based solely on reputation.

As a Christian this should not be!

I know I need to protect and guide, but I also need to trust that the Lord is the better protector.  I am called to shine the light of Christ to the world around me.  How can I do that if I am proudly shutting out the very people Christ has brought to me to love and serve?

In the wise words of my 14 year old daughter, “If we don’t love them and show them the love of Christ, Mom, who will?”

So today, I choose to be brave.  I choose to lay down my complaints, judgments, and preconceived notions of people and trust the Lord to lead, guide, and protect me and my family.  May I joyfully receive that which He came to save…the lost, the unlovable, sinners.

Until Next Time
~ Melissa

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{Worth} Worth in the Rubble Part 3

 

Written by Melissa Longval:

In the story of Rahab, we have seen how her source of worth came not from her reputation or occupation, but from God.  Like Rahab, we can trust God to use our past for good and to bless others.

In this post, we will see how God’s redemptive love reaches through generations to bring the saving message of Jesus Christ to the world.  And He chose Rahab to be a part of His plan.

God had indeed given the City of Jericho into the hands of Joshua and the Israelites.  Orders were given, marching began, shouts and trumpet filled the air…the great walled City of Jericho fell.  

When the trumpets sounded, the army shouted, and at the sound of the trumpet, when the men gave a loud shout, the wall collapsed…Joshua 6: 20

Every living thing was destroyed.  Except…

…Rahab, her father and mother, her brothers and sisters and all who belonged to her.  They brought out her entire family and put them in a place outside the camp of Israel.  Joshua 6: 23

Rahab took a great chance on the God of Israel.  She left behind all that was familiar and comfortable to step out in faith…into a foreign world.  Not only were she and her family spared and allowed to live, but she lived long among the Israelites.  Not only was she living among them, but she married Salmon, an Israelite.  She not only married Salmon, but also birthed Boaz, the future husband of Ruth.  She not only birthed Boaz, but is the great…great- grandmother to Jesus Christ!

The prostitute from Jericho became the redeemed great ancestor of our Saviour…let that thought penetrate your heart.

If you are willing, God will redeem you.  And just like Rahab, you too become part of the family of God.  Your sins are forgiven and you are established in God’s Kingdom.

By faith the prostitute Rahab, because she welcomed the spies, was not killed with those who were disobedient. Hebrews 11: 31

You are so precious and valuable to Jesus.

By faith, the labels, bad choices, or even the terrible things beyond your control do not define you.  They do not determine your worth!

By faith, surrender them to God and trust Him with them…to do more than you could even think or imagine.  There is not one whose sin is too great for God to forgive.  No one is too dirty to be washed clean by the blood of Christ.  By faith…

 Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure.  So we praise God for the glorious grace he has poured out on us who belong to his dear Son. He is so rich in kindness and grace that he purchased our freedom with the blood of his Son and forgave our sins. Ephesians 1: 4-7

Out of the rubble of Jericho, Rahab and her family were saved, redeemed, and brought into the lineage of Christ.  Imagine what the Lord will do with your life when you give it to Him!

Until next time,
~Melissa

 

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UYM turns 8 Months! 

  
Today is the day!! We turn 8 months!!! Wow! What a journey it has been, walking in full-time ministry with The UYM Team! We are so amazed by how faithful God has been to our ministry. The thousands of lives that have been changed, touched and restored…brings tears to our eyes.

Thank YOU dear friends and family, for your support and encouragement! Uniquely Yours Ministries, wouldn’t be the same without you ❤️ We love y’all and we can’t wait to see what God has in store in the future! Happy 8 months!!!! 

Much love! Until Next Time,

~The UYM Team