Words of Encouragement

Read: Mark 6:45–53

Bible in a Year: Numbers 17–19; Mark 6:30–56

Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.—Mark 6:50

Our bodies react to our feelings of dread and fear. A weight in the pit of our stomachs, along with our hearts pounding as we gulp for breath, signal our sense of anxiety. Our physical nature keeps us from ignoring these feelings of unease.

The disciples felt shockwaves of fear one night after Jesus had performed the miracle of feeding more than five thousand people. The Lord had sent them ahead to Bethsaida so He could be alone to pray. During the night, they were rowing against the wind when suddenly they saw Him walking on the water. Thinking He was a ghost, they were terrified (Mark 6:49-50).

But Jesus reassured them, telling them not to be afraid and to take courage. As He entered their vessel, the wind died down and they made it to the shore. I imagine that their feelings of dread calmed as they embraced the peace He bestowed.

When we’re feeling breathless with anxiety, we can rest assured in Jesus’s power. Whether He calms our waves or strengthens us to face them, He will give us the gift of His peace that “transcends all understanding” (Philippians 4:7). And as He releases us from our fears, our spirits and our bodies can return to a state of rest. —Amy Boucher Pye

Lord Jesus Christ, help me when the dread seems to cling to me. Release me from my fears and give me Your peace.

The Lord releases us from fear.

INSIGHT: When we read today’s story, we may wonder why these sturdy fishermen would be afraid of a “ghost” (Mark 6:49). But put yourself in their shoes. The disciples did see someone walking on the water—and they knew that was not possible. We may not fear the same things they feared, but we all have fears. Just like the disciples, we need the assurance of Jesus’s words: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid” (v. 50). The Lord who fed the multitude with a few loaves and fishes is the same one who walked on water. The disciples did not need to fear because they knew who Jesus was and what He could do. Jesus was essentially saying, “Don’t be afraid! You know me.”

What are you afraid of today? What do you need to remember about Jesus that can help you trust Him? J.R. Hudberg


Sunday Prayer for My Son

A prayer for protection over your son

Lord, I pray Your emotional, physical, and spiritual protection over my son. Keep evil far from him, and help him to trust You as his refuge and strength. I pray You will guard his mind from harmful instruction, and grant him discernment to recognize truth. I pray You will make him strong and courageous in the presence of danger, recognizing that You have overcome and will set right all injustice and wrong one day. Help him to find rest in Your shadow, as he lives in the spiritual shelter You provide for him. Let him know that the only safe place is in Jesus,and that his home on earth is only temporary.

~ Rebecca Barlow Jordan

Prayers for My Son🙏🏽

Dear Lord,

I ask that you forgive me of my sins known and unknown. I stand in the place of my son repenting of any sins he may have committed knowingly or unknowingly.

Have mercy upon him and strengthen him through this process. Grant me peace as I rest in you knowing that he is your son whom you love and have forgiven.

Teach him how to stay focused on you as the Holy Spirit comforts him. Give him discernment to make wise decisions and choose those around him wisely.

Lessen the sentence and give him Favor with all men. Dispatch his angels to watch over him and protect him from harm and danger. No weapons formed against him shall prosper, any tongue that rise against him shall be destroyed.

Destroy any satanic activity or familiar spirits that has attached themselves to his soul. He is free of every Generational curse, free from every stronghold or soul tie.

Help me to use the right words that will lead my son back to you.

In Jesus Name Amen


Someone sent this to me earlier this week, I just opened it today. God knew I needed a word after the news I got yesterday.

Ms. Fran

Day 3: A Mom is Sentence Too

The days seem long as hell, I know it’s only been three days but in my mind it feels like forever. I take my phone every place I go even in the shower, yes in the shower!! I don’t want to miss his call, hearing his voice somehow soothes me. We spoke today for the maximum 15 minutes, it’s totally annoying hearing that woman on the phone counting down your time. I now feel bad for the times I brushed him off because I was sleep, or depressed. Working all day helps me out, it’s the nights that worry me the most. He sounded a little better today, I sent some money to his girlfriend to put on his account to get some shoes and snacks. Can you believe his father hasn’t called me yet for the address or to find out how he is doing???? This baffles me so freaking much, because the one time my son could use his dad would be now. Thank God my husband has stepped up in his place, how stupid can you be? Oh well not going to dwell on his stupid ass for too long, hell my son could care less about him. I just can’t see how you don’t think about someone you brought into this world and call yourself a man. My heart aches for my son, I know he made his bed, but I’m still his mom. He will forever be my sweet baby boy…..chat soon!

Ms. Fran

Day 2: A Mom is Sentence Too😔

Well day two is down as I marked with the orange marker on the calendar 📆. I have decided to check the days off on my wall size calendar in my office. Last night was pretty hard, only heard his voice for about 5 seconds. He sounded ok, not his jovial self. I didn’t want to ask many questions, I know he has to be pretty tough back there. Lord that worries me so much, he has never been in this type of environment before. He said he did meet some black people back there, funny how Mexican men are so racist against black men. Hell do they realize they are being oppressed too. That just scares me to death. I was only able to get a few hours of sleep with the help of my sleeping meds, then I was up rest of the morning. Didn’t really want to work today, but knew I had to get off my ass. Laying around the house isn’t going to bring him home any faster. Besides I prayed to God to be working again, so I’m not going to let Him👆🏾down. I’m so glad I did, it took my mind off of my son and I managed to do some laughing with my client. So today was pretty good, got a glimpse of a couple of snow flurries and my son called this afternoon. We spoke a little longer this time and he explained to me how the procedures work back there. Man it’s like I’m doing the time with him. I wonder if the justice system really thinks about that, I mean not all of those people back there are hard core killers. You would think they would make it easier to see him. Oh well I’m constantly thinking of him, and really wish I could trade places. Until then I will keep praying for him, chat soon!

Ms. Fran

To My Son

Author: Amy R. Campbell

Oh, how the years go by,

Oh, how time can certainly fly.

From once just a thought in far away dreams,

now into my arms and in my eyes gleam

the presence of you.

Your laughter and smiles,

which go on for miles,

warm my heart and soul.

You’re growing up so fast,

as I wish each moment with you to forever last.

My little boy will someday be a man,

and right by your side I will forever stand.

I will pick up the pieces when you fall.

I will hold your hand and help you stand tall.

And when the day comes when you are on your own,

never feel that you are alone.

No matter how near or far apart,

I am always right there in your heart.

Always remember whatever you go through

that no matter what, I will always love you.

Don’t Give Up…Dare To Hope🙌🏾

Daring To Hope

Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this: The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. (NLT) ( Lamentations 3:21-22 )

Have you stopped daring to hope? At times, our hope in our dreams and plans on this earth to do great things diminish when we don’t see a sliver of success. But don’t let that stop you from believing in yourself. Remember, even though we may not see God, our hope in His love and grace is always there. Keep hoping no matter what.

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30 Days of Gratitude Day: 7

Wow 😊I had a great Tuesday, things have just been falling into place…finally the universe is giving me a break! Today I had the opportunity to speak about my books and the projects I have in the works (link coming)! I manage to bring a high paying client into my cleaning business, and all because I prayed without ceasing. I prayed during the times I didn’t understand, and during the times when I felt He forgot about me. Although all of my prayers haven’t been answered, I know now that miracles happen everyday. God knows I have a rough couple of years, and really needed Him to take me under His wings. I can’t thank Him enough for not leaving me hanging. I know now that my teacher is quiet during the test. So today I’m thankful for answered prayers, and for the people He is putting in my path. Constantly singing His praises 🙏🏽

“The more you thank life, the more life gives you to be thankful for.” -life’s cheerleader 

Ms. Fran

Just Trying to Get Better

Happy Saturday evening you all, it’s been a little while. I wanted and needed to take a break from life and try to cope. This week to say the last was pretty hard on me and once again I felt like throwing in the towel. As most of you know, that court case was hovering over my sons head for a little while now. Yes, we really did get good news a couple of weeks ago, and I thought for sure we were putting this behind us. Well I was wrong, they have decided to send my son to jail!!!!! Yes….my son is going to have to do some prison time. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be saying that. My heart was just broken into pieces💔. This sweet, well-mannered, handsome kid. My kid??? I’m still shocked. Although he doesn’t have to do years, and they have decided he can spend the holidays with us, I’m still just shocked. I spent his whole life keeping him out of trouble, only for him to go off and do his own damn thing. I tried to keep my black son from being a statistic. Tried to keep him from being another black guy in the system. Where did I go wrong? What could I have changed? This has been really hard on me, but surprisingly I’m ok. I have been learning how to cope with life challenges lately, hell I’m so use to bad news. I have cried, I have also questioned God, but no matter how I feel it could be so much worse. I’m not happy at all about the way things have turned out for him, but I just have to believe God will give him a second chance at a better life. He had to suffer his consequences for being so hard-headed, and I’m more than sure he has learned his lesson. So I’m going to be there for him and my grandson, knowing I have to be strong for them. I don’t want him behind bars worrying himself to death about me. Man…this year like so many before, has dealt me another blow. I just have to keep believing eventually this curse hanging over my life will come to an end someday. Until then, I’m going to do my best and get through the rest of the year strong. I refuse to let this defeat me, I refuse to let depression continue to rule my life. I’m tired of being sad, I’m tired of my bed being the only thing I see most days. Life is passing me by and I’m not taking time to enjoy it. So here’s to the last couple of months we have left, and here’s to trying new things that are beneficial to helping me grow. Chat soon…..

Ms. Fran

What Else Can You Go!

This morning I was all set to give you all a long story and recap of my weekend, but to wake up to another heartbreaking news story just took over my mind. What is going on in this world? How can these attacks keep happening? I feel so sorry for everyone who had to endure this horrific event. Soon there isn’t going to be any place we can go. How do you have so much hatred in your heart, to afflict so much pain on others you don’t even know. I pray God comforts those who are grieving their love ones today. We have to find a way to heal our nation. This saddens me to my core, but not going to dwell too much on it. I know God will comfort us all. Chat soon….

Ms. Fran

“…be strong in the Lord, and in the strength of His might” Eph. 6:10

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the week. Isaiah 40:29

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1