Author: Rhonda Frye

Enemies of the Cross of Christ

I can’t stop thinking about what the Apostle Paul wrote in Philippians 3:18-19. “For MANY live as enemies of the cross of Christ; I have often told you of them, and now I tell you even with tears. Their end is destruction, their god is the belly, and their glory is in their shame; their minds are set on earthly things.” I can’t help but scratch my head and ask, “What year did he write that?” Interestingly, Paul did not say that MANY are living as enemies of Christ but of the Cross of Christ. Why is that? Could it be that people just love Jesus because they...

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Prayer For Rest

Jesus! How wonderful it would be to be in a state of complete rest? Like—rest from having to take every thought captive. It wears me out to lasso every ungodly thought that floats in my head.  Rest from running—running from ungodly desires and running toward the prize- it makes me tired!  Rest from keeping up my guard—guarding my heart and especially guarding my mouth.  I am spiritually sleep-deprived from staying awake—sin is always crouching at the door and devil is always creeping around like a lion ready to pounce and devour.  I’m tired of letting go—letting...

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Prayer John 1:29-34

Dear Jesus, Sweet Lamb of God, How I long to be like John the Baptist—a burning, shining lamp who calls out… “Look! Look to the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!” Thank you for the work you have done so that you can remove it as far as the East is from the West and throw it into the sea of forgetfulness. Our sin binds us. It makes us sick. It confuses us and makes us ridden with guilt. It is a disease destroying our souls.  But You, Lamb of God, You gave Your life so that our sin can be dealt with. We can be healed and be made whole to become the humans You created us...

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Hope

I don’t like disappointment. You don’t either. Nobody does. And let’s be honest, waiting gets old— real old, real fast. In a co-writing session yesterday we talked about how hard it is to sit around the table at a small group study listening to others share about their answers to prayer. Of course, you’re legitimately happy for them, but inside you’re secretly praying, “When is it my turn?” “When is my day going to come?” You’re hoping for it, but the hard reality is that it may never come—at least in the way you imagined and in the time frame you so desperately want. We’ve all been there—if...

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Access

Oh, the extremes we go to block access to our hearts from Jesus, the Caretaker of our souls! Sometimes we offer our treasures and valuables, but those tragic traumas… No way! We take those and sink to the bottom of our hearts, where it’s the deepest and darkest, and then start a building project. Yes. A building project. We build walls and surround those with an electric fence with barb-wire. You know, like a high-security prison. All the while, the One who loves us most watches it all. He watches us work feverishly to lock Him out of the dirty dungeon He already sees. How much pain could...

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A Gift For and To Us

I probably shouldn’t be writing a blog this morning. God knows I have a million things to do. And who will read it anyway, because everyone else has a million things to do too. I’m writing because I can’t stop thinking, and it will make me crazy until I spill a few thoughts on paper.  For me, this Christmas season has been busier than usual. First, I led worship at a ladies’ retreat in November, and then the following weekend, I met up with my songwriting family in the mountains to write for a few days. The following weekend was Thanksgiving, and then the next, I directed a Kids’...

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