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I can't do it

ISAIAH 41:13 "For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, Saying to you, 'Fear not, I will help you'." My sister and I started a tradition a few years ago that we always look forward to doing. We started participating in my local gym's 5k race on Thanksgiving morning called the "Turkey Trot". This is a very fun event and a great way to start our Thanksgiving day. The past couple of years, my niece, Eden, has asked to run with me. I've said yes each time. She is such a joy to be around and running with her has drawn us closer together. This particular race, the course we had to run included a pretty steep hill. I had run the course before to get a feel for it and knew that it might b

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In the book of James, we are told that we have not because we ask not. As I go about my days, listening to others talk about troubles and such, I wonder if they've even taken the time to pray about it. There was a time in my life when the Lord showed this to be true with me. It was winter, on a weekend my kids had gone to be with their dad. During that time, I would sleep on the couch because our house was heated by wood and I didn't want to build a fire just for me so I would curl up on the couch and sleep by an electric heater. With the cold temperatures, I had been having trouble with pipes freezing making it difficult to do household chores; especially doing laundry. Whenever I would att

His Plan

A few years ago, before we moved for my husband’s job, I was a social worker in a nursing facility. I loved my job and felt much fulfilled with my duties. After we moved, I found out that there was a facility not far from our house hiring for the very position I had before we moved. I was thrilled and just KNEW this was what the Lord had in store for me. I went in and applied for the job. A couple of interviews later and being told that my resume was very impressive; I anxiously awaited the call to be offered the job. After about a week the call came and I was informed that the job had been given to another person from the inside. I was DEVASTATED. I felt rejected and I felt embarrassed. I

The Power of a Praying Momma

It was a Sunday, late afternoon, about an hour before I had to leave for my bible study at church. I had been working on a devotion and getting supper fixed before I had to leave. My daughter, Shyla, had her twin cousins over for the weekend and they were outside on the trampoline. Before I knew it, I had a house full of teenagers. My son, Brian, had come home with his girlfriend and best friend, Blake. They were in and out of the house, just hanging out. I like it this way. I know that they are safe and what they are doing. At some point, Brian's friend, Blake, walks through the kitchen and mentions to me, nonchalantly, that they are going to head to Cannelton, the town next to us, and jump