Molly's Zone

  I'll admit that I absolutely LOVE a good hearty meal. There's truly nothing better than home-cooked meals that are all about good old fashioned country cooking. And now that we are well into the month of October, the noticeable dip in the outside temperature begins the official slide into "comfort food and blankets" territory.  Am I right?  I keep thinking about how so many of us live and love to enjoy the food that goes into our bodies on a daily basis. I don't know anyone that doesn't love to eat.  But have you ever given a thought to what all you're consuming?  That question carries great significance both from a physical and spiritual standpoint.  My mind keeps wandering over to those souls who are lost and endlessly searching for anything and everything to fill them up without ever coming to the realization that Jesus is the only One who ever could.  Their hearts are weary and wishing on every convenient quick fix that this sorry world has to of...

        I cannot believe that we are already well into the month of October! It has been SO long since I have actively published any brand new devotionals or short stories on the blog (apart from the few that were included within the reissues of my "Running Home" short story series.) I love having the opportunity to write for the Lord and I always miss it whenever I'm not in "writer mode" simply because it is honestly my greatest source of joy and I could never imagine doing anything else with the life that He has blessed me with.  I try to live out each day with a spirit of encouragement and it is my sole aim to enlighten and edify the hearts of those who stumble upon my little blog. I have forever held onto the belief that little is much when God is in it. At the heart of today's message is one story that I have never taken the time to share simply because it slightly delves into grief territory but I just love the analogy that's within and I couldn...

Raise your hand if you're someone who becomes easily distracted. (I know that I am definitely writing from a place of personal experience on this one.) While the Lord laid the theme of distraction upon my heart many months ago, this particular sentence came to me just recently; one ounce of truth that was one of those "hit you square in the face" moments of unfiltered honesty:  If Satan cannot destroy, he will simply distract, and if he can distract, he will surely destroy.  I couldn't help but think about how profound that statement truly is.  Have you ever truly been distracted?  As I'm piecing together this thought...the image that immediately pops into my head is that one car that you're following down the road as it continually swerves all over the place, venturing into the other lane and putting themselves and others in harm's way.  You wonder "what in the world is going on?" and then you suddenly realize that they are either responding to ...

  The Lord placed this thought on my heart a while ago and I never have gotten around to sharing all of what it entails until now. I ultimately made the decision that today would be the perfect time (not that there would ever be a wrong time) Three years ago, I came to the point of desiring to write but found myself running short on the creative spark that I love SO much. I live for it because for me, having the opportunity to build devotionals and to create stories has forever fulfilled something deep within me. My brain can be pretty loud at times and it somehow takes all of that away. The absolute best feeling in the world. There's truly nothing like it. SO much joy. I had started hormonal treatment and I was doing better than ever health wise, but I remember hitting that point of not being able to write for awhile and it truly bothered me. I felt as though the Lord would never be interested in using me again and the thought of stopping after so many years was just absolutely d...

I spent some of my Saturday cleaning away all the dust and dirt that somehow found its way behind my bed, along with completing the surface level of household chores that stays on the "to do list" that forever lives rent free in my head.  But wouldn't it be wonderful if we only had to clean up the rooms of our houses once without ever having to worry about it again?  There is never a time at my house when there isn't something that needs done (whether it be the floor that needs swept and mopped, the hallway and family room that needs vacuumed, bathrooms that require regular cleaning, or everyone's least favorite....dusting the furniture)  Housekeeping requires a spirit of daily effort and fervent diligence The same could be said about keeping up our hearts by renewing our minds daily through simply taking the time to pray and to have fellowship with the Lord.  Just as no one loves to think about cleaning house absolutely every single day, our flesh will never natu...

  (December 1974: Lincoln County, West Virginia)   “What a wonderful story,” Pastor Perry said with a smile. “I’m so sorry for your loss.  Would you want to say a few words before the service starts? he asked.   “Sure, I have a few notes here in my coat pocket that I wrote down last night,” I replied. “Shouldn’t we be going?”   Pastor Perry glanced at his watch. “I reckon so, are you ready?”   “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I replied nervously.   “It’ll be alright son, just speak from your heart,” he said, nudging my side with his hand.   The time for momma's homegoing service was now upon us. I didn’t know if I would ever be ready for this moment but my soul knew that I would one day see her again. We would both be in the presence of God’s everlasting love; the space that surrounded us would be filled with the wonderful peace, eternal hope, and boundless joy that His presence provides.   “It’s a pleasure to have you all here today,” Pastor Perr...