By: Kiera Hageman This summer, I’m living in an unfamiliar city, in the basement of a family I had met one time before moving. The situation is not what I would consider my first choice, and in fact, I’ve found …
By: Victoria Hoverson “You shall be a crown of beauty in the hand of the Lord, and a royal diadem in the hand of your God.” -Isaiah 62:3 For the last year, I have been working at a group home …
By Elizabeth Crawford “Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth: make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise!” (Psalm 98:4). God the Father has given us the most precious gift we could ever ask for: our life. …
By Michelle Bauman, Director of Y4Life I’m sure it’s happened to you, too. You’re busy juggling tasks and checking off your long list of to do’s, busy fulfilling the vocations God has called you into. Maybe you’re finishing a project, …
By Elizabeth Crawford Stricken, smitten, and afflicted See Him dying on the tree! ‘Tis the Christ, by man rejected; Yes, my soul, ‘tis He, ‘tis He! ‘Tis the long-expected Prophet, David’s Son, yet David’s Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of …
By Elizabeth Crawford Come to Calvary’s holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows for you, for me, for all, In a full, perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died. (LSB 435, stz. 1) …
By Elizabeth Crawford My song is love unknown, My Savior’s love to me, Love to the loveless shown That they might lovely be. Oh, who am I That for my sake My Lord should take Frail flesh and die? (LSB …
By Elizabeth Crawford In the cross of Christ I glory, Tow’ring o’er the wrecks of time. All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. (LSB 427, stz. 1) Now that we are in the middle of the …
By Elizabeth Crawford Jesus, grant that balm and healing In Your holy wounds I find, Ev’ry hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind. Should some evil thought within Tempt my treach’rous heart to sin, Show the …
By Elizabeth Crawford There was no spot in me by sin untainted; Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted; My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, Such woe it wrought me. (LSB 439, stz. 6) As …
