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Help for the hard days

Help for the hard days

Joyce Suttin

I have been so irritable lately. Things that normally would just flow over me seem to hover like a foreboding dark cloud. I wanted to be alone in my room to lament the my... »

The miracle of hope

The miracle of hope

Joyce Suttin

I believe in resurrection. I believe in butterflies bursting out of the death grip of cocoons. I believe in seeds from dying flowers falling into the ground to be reborn... »

Stepping forward

Stepping forward

Joyce Suttin

It was New Year’s Day and I was doing what I love to do. I sat rather awkwardly in a low rocking chair as I painted a landscape on my easel. Blending colors, I was thorou... »

A simpler kind of Christmas

A simpler kind of Christmas

Joyce Suttin

I have taken a good hard look at my life this year. Seeing all the stuff I had gathered and realizing how happy others could be if I gave it away, I have simplified and d... »

Godliness with contentment

Godliness with contentment

Joyce Suttin

I was thinking about a Bible verse this morning as I walked through my neighborhood. I was thankful for the beautiful morning and for a healthy body that did not limit me... »

Finding perfection

Finding perfection

Joyce Suttin

I remember, as a very little girl, looking out across the field behind our home at what appeared to be the perfect tree. I could hardly contain my excitement as I ran to... »

Clear shining

Clear shining

Joyce Suttin

There are moments when the earth's beauty parallels the glories of heaven, when you look at your surroundings with awe and know there is a God who loves and cares about y... »

Lessons from a child

Lessons from a child

Joyce Suttin

Many years ago, I was very bitter about a recent miscarriage. I had ignored the warning signs and I was heartbroken over the loss of my first child. I tumbled into an aby... »

A joyous reunion

A joyous reunion

Joyce Suttin

My dad jokes about death more than anyone I have ever known. He is 94 and says he never dreamed he would live this long, outliving my mother by 30 years. He jokes that ma... »

Zarephath

Zarephath

Joyce Suttin

A retelling of 1 Kings 17:8–16 “Have you something for me to eat, something to drink?” the unassuming stranger asked. “I’m weak from hunger and weary from my journey. Ple... »

Being fearless

Being fearless

Joyce Suttin

I was thinking about being fearless today. There is so much talk about being fearless, becoming a strong, stubborn, determined person who won’t be afraid of anything. But... »

Between the holidays

Between the holidays

Joyce Suttin

When I was a child, I hated the days after Christmas. I’d gotten all my gifts and had nothing to look forward to. Likely, it was a problem with ingratitude. I often thoug... »

When rains are refreshing

When rains are refreshing

Joyce Suttin

After seven years of drought where I live, we had a very rainy spring. It’s made me think a lot about rain. For the past few years, we’ve had very dry weather intersperse... »