“When God invites His children on an adventure, on a faith journey, it always begins by saying goodbye to something familiar.” On today’s episode, Stacy speaks with Laura Story, award-winning songwriter, worship leader, author and Bible teacher. Listen in as …
“There was a deep, rich undertone of how Jesus would guide my mother to pray for me in the hardest times of my life.” Today Stacy welcomes Pastor Aaron Szloboda to the podcast. You won’t want to miss a moment …
“No matter what the issues or the ills of life would bring, there was nothing that could separate me from the love of God.” What a precious truth to hold on to! Today Stacy welcomes author, speaker, and Bible teacher …
At 6am the alarm on my left wrist begins to vibrate as I’m lying in bed in my dark bedroom. There’s only one reason my watch alarm goes off that early during the week: to get up to pray with …
“Through Moms in Prayer, I have learned to walk in the presence of the Lord, to walk holding on to His promises, and pray His word over my entire family.” Today Stacy welcomes Martha Barnett, our wonderful Moms in Prayer …
“The God of the universe is paying attention to my prayers and they make a difference.” Don’t miss a moment of this powerful, encouraging episode as Fern Nichols, Founder of Moms in Prayer International, expounds on this truth. This message …
My eyes anticipate the night watches, that I may meditate on your word. Psalm 119:48 (NASB) Your bedroom is nice and dark, and the temperature, for once, is just right. You are sleeping soundly, but then, right in the middle …
“When you took on the role of motherhood you became a leader.” What a sobering thought! How do we lead our children well? Today Stacy welcomes author, speaker and Moms in Prayer mom, Jill Savage, back to the podcast. Listen …
“Christ makes you enough for the children He has called you to.” Today Stacy talks with author, speaker, and homeschooling mom of four, Eryn Lynum. Listen in as she shares how the Lord has taught her to number her days …
We were as different as night and day. She dressed to the nines, I was comfortable in jeans. She was black, I was white. She was 89, I was 58. She called me, “Mrs. Martin.” I called her “Mrs. Smith.” …
