Battling Fear
Fear is a constant struggle for me. However, battling fear is a war I must win. …
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↓About Rosann Coulon
Rosann Coulon is a devotion writer who has learned that prayer is the key to unlocking any door. She is the Founder/President of Leaving a Well Ministries whose mission is to encourage, equip, and inspire others into a deeper faith in Christ. Rosann is published at VineWords: Devotions and More, Kingdom Winds Collective, and at Leaving a Well. She is a contributing author to the devotional series Love Knots: Stories of Faith, Family, and Friendships, Volume Three (VineWords Publishing). She and her husband live in the bustling city of Charlotte, North Carolina.
Fear is a constant struggle for me. However, battling fear is a war I must win. …
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For years I struggled with cultivating an attitude of prayer. …
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ANXIETY WITHIN And Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” And the blind man said to him, “Rabbi, let me recover my sight.” ~ Mark 10:51 ESV I could hear the low rumble of my car’s motor as the cool air from the air conditioner blew strands of hair into my face. Peace eluded me. The summer heat in the South pushed a band of perspiration across my forehead, and with one swipe of my hand, I pushed … Continue reading →
We need comfort. We want assurance…
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Two men, Jesus’ disciples, are walking down a dirt road leading into the town of Emmaus. The hope of resurrection was not in their thoughts. …
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I hardly recognized the gaunt person staring back at me…
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I had to shift my gaze to the streetlight in order to see the wisps of powder circling in the air. The shift in focus helped me to see clearly. ..
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Awakening to praise took time. Anxious thoughts and an unsteady heart sent me to my quiet place on the porch. …
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After carefully choosing a misshapen ball of moist clay, I heard the instructor’s directions, “You have to throw the clay hard onto the wheel to make it stick.” …
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Normally, the changing seasons would invoke joy within me, but the tears flowing from my eyes reminded me of my family’s great loss.
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