Strength often looks loud, but courage usually whispers. This reflection invites you to rethink what it truly means to stand firm, surrender wisely, and live fully under God’s unfailing presence.
What you see as a weakness may be the very place grace flows through. This reflection invites you to see yourself—and others—through God’s redemptive lens.
Why Letting Go Comes Before Receiving | We often cling to what looks valuable but leaves us empty. This simple parable reveals the hidden reason many prayers go unanswered, and the subtle surrender that unlocks true abundance.
Discover the beauty of making every moment a “Visiting Day” with Jesus. Learn how a daily walk with Him transforms routine into divine connection and intimacy.
The amazing human mind I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,… The amazing human mind I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are,the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig the mnid God gvae us huh? Meditation: For the Lord Most High is awesome; He is a great King over all the earth. – Psalm 47:2 Also Read: How God Creates: Creating by Separation Men in the Bible: The Man that God Did Not Respect (1) Psalm 23: A Line-by-Line Journey Into the Heart of the Shepherd The Little Cross I Wear: A Symbol of Grace, Mercy, and Daily Surrender Why God Allows Pain Appreciating God for the Fruit of the Womb You can now partner with the Daily Dew Ministry by clicking here
Crabby Old Woman When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value…. Crabby Old Woman When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through her meagre possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Ireland. The old lady’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the Northern Ireland Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on her simple, but eloquent, poem. And this little old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this “anonymous” poem winging across the Internet: CRABBY OLD WOMAN What do you see, nurses? What do you see? What are you thinking When you’re looking at me? A crabby old woman, Not very wise, Uncertain of habit, With faraway eyes? Who dribbles her food And makes no reply When you say in a loud voice, “I do wish you’d
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