by Marie | Aug 21, 2025 | Archives, Inspiration
A man’s daughter had asked the local pastor to come and pray with her father. When the pastor arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows and an empty chair beside his bed. The priest assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. “I guess you were expecting me,” he said. “No, who are you?” “I’m the new associate at your local church,” the pastor replied. “When I saw the empty chair, I figured you knew I was going to show up.” “Oh yeah, the chair,” said the bedridden man. “Would you mind closing the door?” Puzzled, the pastor shut the door. “I’ve never told anyone this, not even my daughter,” said the man. “But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it always went right over my head..” “I abandoned any attempt at prayer,” the old man continued, “until one day about four years ago my best friend said to me, ‘Joe, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus. Here’s what I suggest. Sit down on a chair, place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It’s not spooky
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by Marie | Aug 20, 2025 | Archives, Inspiration
Thousands of candles burned on the green branches, and colored pictures like those in the printshops looked down at her. The little girl reached both her hands toward them. Then the match went out. But the Christmas lights mounted higher. She saw them now as bright stars in the sky. One of them fell, forming a long line of fire. “Now someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star fell, a soul went up to God. She rubbed another match against the wall. It became bright again, and in the glow the old grandmother stood clear and shining, kind and lovely. “Grandmother!” cried the child. “Oh, take me with you! I know you will disappear when the match is burned out. You will vanish like the warm stove, the wonderful roast goose and the beautiful big Christmas tree!” And she quickly struck the whole bundle of matches, for she wished to keep her grandmother with her. And the matches burned with such a glow that it became brighter than daylight. Grandmother had never been so grand and beautiful. She took the little girl in her arms, and both of them flew in brightness and joy above the earth,
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by Marie | Aug 19, 2025 | Archives, Inspiration
It was so cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom, a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. Of course, when she had left her house, she’d had slippers on, but what good had they been? They were very big slippers, way too big for her, for they belonged to her mother. The little girl had lost them running across the road, where two carriages had rattled by terribly fast. One slipper she’d not been able to find again, and a boy had run off with the other, saying he could use it very well as a cradle some day when he had children of his own. And so the little girl walked on her naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron, she carried several packages of matches, and she held a box of them in her hand. No one had bought any from her all day long, and no one had given her a cent. Shivering with cold and hunger, she crept along, a picture of misery, poor little girl! The snowflakes fell on her long, fair hair, which hung in pretty curls over her neck. In all the windows, lights
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by Marie | Aug 18, 2025 | Archives, Inspiration
An elderly seamstress named Margaret faced loneliness after the passing of her husband. Struggling with grief, she poured her heart into creating intricate quilts, each stitch a reflection of her emotions. One day, she decided to donate a quilt to a struggling family in the community. Little did Margaret know, the quilt brought warmth not only to the family’s home but also to their hearts. As the family experienced unexpected blessings, they attributed it to the comforting threads of Margaret’s gift. Words spread, and soon, Margaret found herself surrounded by requests for her special quilts. Families in need received not only physical warmth but also a sense of hope and security. Meditation: “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” – Philippians 4:6 Also Read: Understanding God: God of Delegation Purpose: Sent to Redeem and Upgrade (1) The Pencil Story Delivered From a Sinful Lifestyle An Easter Reflection You can now partner with the Daily Dew Ministry by clicking here.
by Marie | Aug 16, 2025 | Archives, Inspiration
Sanni locked himself in his room praying and crying in bitter tears. His heart was filled with deep sorrow, he needed 100,000 naira and he needed it badly. His status depends on it. One thing he hated most in his life was embarrassment and it felt like his life was about to be upside down. He had never been to the police station before but last night he dreamt that the police had come for him. He was owing a person 100, 000 and every means to repay his futile. He had posted the borrowers but failed to meet up and he was threatened that Monday, noon was the last chance for him to pay. Today is Friday and a bank alert from a friend came in, it was the exact amount he needed—100,000 naira. That night he knelt by his bed crying silently thanking God from the bottom of his heart. “Thank you, ah! Thank you,” he repeated again and again. All of a sudden, a still small voice said, “Give the money to your neighbor.” He called it a bluff and assumed the voice was from the devil. He went by his way but his heart had no rest until he gave his neighbor all the money. It was Sunday, he resigned to his faith. He knew that
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