It Is the Lord!
God pours out His supernatural heart to man with gestures of love so grand they are unspeakable. Cover to cover our Bible captures the incomprehensible. The written Word is a sacred gift. Sometimes I feel…
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↓About Shanda Neighbors
Shanda Neighbors is passionate about truth and the reputation of God. She is a devotion writer for VineWords: Devotions and More, a contributing author to Love Knots: Stories of Faith, Family, and Friendships, Volume One (VineWords Publishing) and a devotion speaker at Word Weavers Piedmont-Triad, North Carolina. Her long-term goal is to enter the media industry. She, her husband, and two daughters live in North Carolina.
God pours out His supernatural heart to man with gestures of love so grand they are unspeakable. Cover to cover our Bible captures the incomprehensible. The written Word is a sacred gift. Sometimes I feel…
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Continue reading →My daughter’s team not only lost miserably, but they managed to build what looked more like a straw squid than a tower. They dubbed it their “messterpiece.” “Messterpiece.” Isn’t that what we look like to God without His intervention? …
Continue reading →The wedding vows sometimes feel somber. “Till death” it is, but sometimes I genuinely want to get away from them…
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Continue reading →I accepted the lie of helplessness. I took off my armor, replaced it with my electric blanket, and laid on the couch. Only after my timeout came the realization; I’m not called to understanding, but to a relationship with the God who understands it all. I am to remain connected to Him, led by His Spirit, and clothed in the armor He provides. Snacks are no defense. I became one for the enemy that day….
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