Author: Nan Jones

Faith Notes ~ Maureen Hager: Biker Gangs, Bullet Wounds, and God’s Redeeming Love

My guest this week on Faith Notes is Maureen Hager who happens to be one of my Christian Communicator sisters. I love having the opportunity to share her with you. My goodness, what a testimony! Because of life’s hardships, Maureen found herself seeking refuge and companionship in a biker gang. As a young woman desperately in need of Jesus, but seemingly running as far away from Him as possible, God saw and drew her to Himself. Isn’t His mercy incredible? God used the tragedy of massive gunshot wounds to reveal His love to Maureen and now she lives to tell of His glory and faithfulness. I’m sure the words of her heart will touch you.

Read More

Finding God’s Presence ~ Learning to Listen to the Wind Maker

A rush of wind swept through the treetops like the sound of crashing waves, its power witnessed in the bending of branches and the tousling of remaining leaves. Yet far below the forest canopy I walked in a broad patch of sunshine without the slightest breeze. In fact, I knew the blast of wind came only because I heard its whistle and saw its effects above me.

But in the sunshine I couldn’t feel the wind.

My spirit stirred and I knew this was a God-moment.

I’m listening, Lord.

Read More

Faith Notes ~ Lisa Anne Tindal: Finding God in Quiet Confidence

A few months ago the Lord, in His goodness, crossed my path with Lisa Tindal. We found each other on Twitter and although we haven’t become bosom buddies, I am clearly drawn to her deep searching soul — one that seeks and finds the tender care of God in the mundane as well as in the devastated places where a fallen world wreaks havoc. Lisa is precious. In fact, each time I think of her, precious is the word the Lord gives me.

Lisa chose to share her story as an essay — a proclamation of found truth, a testimony of finding confidence in the quiet place. She has titled it, Healing Time.

Read More

Finding God’s Presence ~ In the Dim Light of Winter Sadness Lies Abundant Grace

Arctic air lay across our mountain with brutal, bone-chilling cold. Oyster gray skies heightened the frigid air by reinforcing the dim light of winter sadness.

I tucked my feet beneath me on the couch and spread the warm fleece of a blanket over me. Sipping coffee, I stared out over the barren landscape. Green grass had long since turned brown and brittle. Trees with branches bare stretched with yearning toward the winter sky, perhaps requesting sunlight to warm the sap within.

Read More

Connect with Nan

Chosen By You!

What an honor!

Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference

Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference

Looking for a Speaker?

Offering hope, healing, and freedom from your crushing pain.

Archives

Hosted by Fistbump Media

2016 Selah Finalist

Free for subscribers

 

Learn to be fully aware of the Lord's presence in your life with my new resource,

Open My Eyes To See You, Lord.

You have Successfully Subscribed!

Secret Link