Ladies of Faith

02/01/2024

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02/11/2023

Ladies of Faith will meet Monday, February 13th at 10am at the Church of God's Grace for Bible study.

06/22/2022

Online Christian Conference

04/30/2022

Ladies of Faith Mission Project…

BigHouse Foundation Swimsuit/Beach Towel Drive. BigHouse Foundation is located in Opelika and is a ministry that supports foster families in the community. Their goal of is to make foster kids feel valued and important. At the clothes closet, foster children and families should feel like they’re going shopping, instead of looking through trash bags of donated items.

BigHouse needs swimsuits for male and female in sizes ranging from newborn to youth xxl as well as beach towels to match! All donations need to be new with tags on them.

Can't go shopping, but willing to help you can donate financially.

Bring your donation to The Church of God’s Grace by May 15.

Thank you for your support, please remember these children, the families and this ministry in your prayers.

04/25/2022

Our current Mission Project…Big House Foundation

WE NEED DONATIONS!!

We have 367 more requests to complete and we need inventory! We need swimsuits (male and female) in sizes ranging from newborn to youth xxl as well as beach towels to match! All donations need to be new with tags on them and can be dropped off at our office at 112 N 16th Street in Opelika!

Can't go shopping, but willing to help? Donate financially through the fundraiser in the comments!

04/25/2022

Great Bible Study today. Thank you Charissa Reynolds and Rusty Marcell for a delicious meal.

04/24/2022

They weren’t yet ready to be foster parents, but they were more than ready to help foster kids.

04/16/2022

04/16/2022

These hands aren’t often polished or manicured.
These hands are rough from hand washing; they are often dried, cracked, and bleeding.
These hands have stubby nails that are clipped short so they don’t get in the way.
These hands show evidence of anxiety in the picked and torn nails and cuticles.
These hands are not pretty.

Sometimes I am embarrassed with how my hands look.

But then I remember all that these hands DO.
These hands rub backs and wipe tears.
These hands make breakfast and pack lunches.
These hands wash dishes, brush teeth, and tie shoes.
These hands fold laundry and run the vacuum
These hands hold my babies when they are sad, scared, or hurt.
These hands give high-fives and thumbs-up.
These hands pick up toys and shoes.
These hands wave goodbye and blow kisses at school drop-off.

These hands are evidence of hard work and a family well taken care of.
These hands are tired, but they are also strong.

I’m grateful I’ve been given such a special tool to bless my family.

So I’m no longer embarrassed about the appearance of my hands.

Because these hands weren’t made to look pretty.

These hands were made to love. ❤️

Shared with permission from Driving Mom Crazy

Her View from Home

04/16/2022

04/14/2022

Mary, did you know?

Did you know when you were rocking a baby, it would end up this way?

Did you know that your baby boy’s time on Earth would be taken away?

Mary, I know that scripture says you grieved near the cross.

Did you know you’d have to witness it?

Every Easter, my heart mourns for God who gave his only Son,

but Mary, as I sit here rocking my precious babe,

I’m blown away by YOUR sacrifice.

Mary, did you know you’d have to give up this time, give up your child

so that you could pave the way for mamas who’d later say goodbye to theirs?

Did you know that one day,

the very thing that caused you the most pain would later bring them peace,

knowing their babies would be with your Jesus.

Every Christmas, I wonder if you knew the magnitude of carrying the Son of God,

but Mary, this Easter, I wonder if you knew what you’d go through.

Scripture tells me you felt the change coming, but I wonder if you knew the depths of your offering.

In my heart, I know you’d do it all again.

Mary, did you know your pain would be met with promise just days later,

with news of your Son, who has risen?

As I rock my child to sleep tonight, I can’t fathom the feeling of both grief and relief you took on.

I can’t fathom the pain or the outcry.

Mary, did you know

how your sacrifice would save this little babe and this mama heart—

how your sacrifice would save all of us?

Whitney Ballard, Writer