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Prescription for Hope
April Dawn White
Mar 19, 20242 min read
Little Things: The Language of Friendship
"Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What! You too? I thought I was the only one." C.S. Lewis, The Four...
April Dawn White
Feb 21, 20235 min read
When I Could Not Pray for Myself by Briane Pittman Kearns
The second article in the Plot Twist series comes from my friend, Briane Pittman Kearns. Briane takes the boring out of Bible study and...
April Dawn White
Apr 30, 20213 min read
Hannah Wingert, Author of Yet Will I Praise Him
I’d like to introduce you to Hannah Wingert, author of Yet Will I Praise Him: Living and Parenting with a Chronic Illness. Though we’ve...
April Dawn White
Jan 6, 20202 min read
Making Sense of Setbacks
I am in a reflective mood. I’m making sense of setbacks, praising God for my present messy life, and pondering His plans for my future....
April Dawn White
Apr 30, 20192 min read
Spiritual Fitness Tracker
Triumphant faith presses on. Mysterious medical marvels occurred during my fourth decade of life; a genetic illness, Hypokalemic Periodic...
April Dawn White
Oct 17, 20183 min read
Avoiding the Comparison Trap
I’m learning to avoid the comparison trap. Finding contentment in this new realm is my struggle. This summer, my neighbor had her...
April Dawn White
Sep 6, 20183 min read
We Never Walk Alone
Today, Rachel missed the bus. Because it is picture day, I offered to drive her to school. Visibly relieved, she sighed and her...
April Dawn White
Jul 30, 20181 min read
Count Your Blessings| Recounts Are OK
Taking a cue from the sign in my kitchen I decided to count my blessings. Research proves gratitude is a powerful influence on mental...
April Dawn White
Jul 17, 20183 min read
Identity Theft: Repossess Our Identity With Truth
My son, a rising tenth grader, and I visited the high school guidance counselor. While he discussed course schedules, I filled out the...
April Dawn White
Jun 25, 20182 min read
Rest is the Treatment
Guttural moans escaped her petite frame. I am thankful the pediatrician’s office offer walk-in sick appointments. Less than an hour...
April Dawn White
Feb 28, 20182 min read
Hallelujah Even Here
You expect me to sing Hallelujah even here? The writer of Psalm 137:4 was an Israelite held captive by a Babylonian enemy. How could the...
April Dawn White
Feb 2, 20182 min read
Who Told You That?
A ticker tape of negative thoughts scrolls across my mind. I squeeze my eyes shut to “take every thought captive” but the increasing...
April Dawn White
Jan 23, 20182 min read
The Great Reversal
For reasons I cannot explain, I had an attack of Hypokalemic Periodic Paralysis that endured all last week. Extreme muscle weakness and...
April Dawn White
Nov 24, 20174 min read
God’s Faithfulness Awaits our Surrender
One year ago, we listed our home for sale. The sell of our beloved home of fifteen years was necessary since my diagnosis of the rare...
April Dawn White
Sep 19, 20173 min read
6 Ways to Prepare for the Unexpected Test
“Nope.” “Please,” she begged. “Rachel, I could contact the teacher but you need to know this information backwards and forwards. If you...
April Dawn White
Jul 1, 20172 min read
Psalm 23 for Chronic Illness
Psalm 23 for Chronic Illness Hello friends, As our family prepares for another grand detour, I seek comfort in these familiar words, “He...
April Dawn White
Jun 9, 20173 min read
Prescriptive Prayer
“The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous [wo]man avails much.” (James 5:16, NKJV) This prayer was electronically delivered to my...
April Dawn White
May 12, 20173 min read
Serving Pieces
“Serve one another humbly in love.” (Galatians 5:13) I slid over to the next kitchen base cabinet, and extended by back into a cat...
April Dawn White
Apr 15, 20172 min read
A Season of Saturdays: Between the Pain & the Promise
The last three days of the Holy week, Good Friday through Resurrection Sunday, represent the pain of loss and the hope of the promise we...
April Dawn White
Mar 31, 20172 min read
Gratitude Is Always In Season
My beloved of nearly nineteen years, inched closer to me. He knows I needed a compassionate listening ear. “I wish I could have my old...
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