Author Archives: Hester Guest

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,” Galatians‬ ‭5:22‬ ‭NIV‬‬ Today, I witnessed a beautiful act of kindness. I was in the checkout line at SAMS, and the line was growing longer and … Continue reading →

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:34 NIV Have you ever had a day that seemed to go on, and on, and on, and on. … Continue reading →

Maybe it is just my imagination; however, it seems that as I get older change is becoming a regular interruption to my life. Learning to face change is always difficult for me. I suppose you could say I can get … Continue reading →

Dear Sweet Deborah, you became my daughter by another mother the day your daddy and I were married. Your precious mother allowed us to share so many treasured moments and make years of cherished memories. Even though I was only … Continue reading →

“and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” Matthew‬ ‭28:20‬ ‭ Last night, I was thinking about different things that have happened over the … Continue reading →

For over 24 hours, I have been trying to compose a review for a book by Cathy Parker. I have never felt as inadequate and as lost for words! She has written a book that will rock your world in … Continue reading →

Truth!!!! I am faced with a real dilemma! I went through my pantry, freezer, and refrigerator! I try not to be wasteful; however, as I took inventory, I realized I truly have a “sugar” problem! In my refrigerator, I had … Continue reading →

I have been contemplating some of the paths my life has taken. At times, I have allowed myself to drift away from goals and plans, and I have had to work at getting back headed in a direction better suited … Continue reading →

As I begin to assess my belongings, I realize I have spent a lifetime collecting material things that have no real meaning. If, for some reason, I had to gather the most valuable possessions to hold on to, I would … Continue reading →

For the past five years, as March begins to end and April 1 approaches, I have a hard time facing each day, struggling to make sense of your death. I cry before bed each night. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry … Continue reading →