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Brenda Erb Roberts
Brenda Erb Roberts is a follower of Christ and a graduate of the University of Waterloo and EPBC/Master’s College and Seminary, who delights in encouraging followers of Christ and building their faith. Her book, Invisible: God’s Loving Pursuit of His Unseen Daughters, is available at various online retailers. Click the link below for more details and purchase information.
Brenda and her husband live near Georgian Bay in Ontario, Canada. They have two married children and six adorable grandchildren (in her humble opinion). Flowers give her joy anytime and in any season. Get to know her better at www.brendaerbroberts.com.
Invisible. They Weren't. You're Not.
"You will laugh. You will cry...This book belongs in your hands."
—Margaret Gibb, Founder and Executive Director of Women Together
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Watch for a new inspirational post on the first of each month and a lighter side on the fifteenth. Occasionally, you might find a bonus post. Happy reading!
Car Problems and Funny Noises
I have car problems. It’s making funny noises. If you own a car, you’ve undoubtedly heard them. They might be scraping, squealing, thumping, banging or any other audible harbinger of doom. But you also know that ignoring them will be at your peril. So, cause aside,...
Hidden Treasure and Finding Gold
Have you ever dreamed of discovering hidden treasure and finding gold? Every child has probably fantasized about uncovering or stumbling upon a long-lost trove filled with gold and jewels. As adults, most of us lay aside our dreams of unearthing a chest buried in our...
Typos, Autocorrect and Crazy Text Messages
Sparse words and pictographs try, but typos, autocorrect, and crazy text messages have sometimes made communication a funny game.
An Unexpected Lesson from Little Red
This story was previously published on my Facebook pages. It's a bonus post this month!It was an unannounced visit. Yesterday, Little Red, our term of endearment for the sometimes annoying but usually entertaining red squirrel who lives in our yard, joined me as I sat...
Thankfulness Viewed Through a Different Lens
It’s October, and with it comes Thanksgiving Day—in Canada. Our American friends aren’t officially thankful until next month! As I pondered writing about Thanksgiving, I decided to look at thankfulness through a different lens. This statement prompted that thought,...
It Happened in the Dead of Night (Version 2)
It wasn’t a dark and stormy night; it was just dark. And I slammed into an immovable object in the dead of night. Had an intruder erected a brick wall while I was sleeping, and if so, why? No, it was a middle-of-the-night, mid-bathroom collision. I was to-ing, and my...
The Lingering Place
Have you been in the space between not knowing and knowing or where hope stalls in the land of not yet—The Lingering Place?
I Didn’t Go to Jail!
It began innocently. At least I didn’t go to jail or spend the rest of my vacation in a regulation-issue jumpsuit.
Not Budging! No Way. No How.
Surprisingly, she’s still here. Day after day, earlier in the spring, a little wren stuffed twigs, fluff, and other tree bits into the base of the hanging planter on my deck. Despite humans coming and going and the precarious position of her nest, she has stayed. I...
Can and Should Are Different Concepts
Have you ever trusted a GPS to guide you along the most direct route? How did that work out for you? My husband and I learned an excellent life lesson on our recent vacation: can and should are different concepts. Because a GPS says you can drive somewhere, it doesn’t...
Imperfect But Dearly Loved
His name was Rocky. Ten years ago, our son and his wife adopted this (generally) adorable black hairy beast, a rescue. Rocky died this week, leaving a hole in his family’s hearts and ours. He was a challenge in his pre-elderly years, but even though he was imperfect,...
Dead People Downstairs?
It was an average Sunday morning. In my household, Sunday mornings often include a special breakfast if my husband or I aren’t required to be at church early to serve in some capacity. But this wasn’t my household. It was my son and his family’s, and this story...
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I will sing of the Lord’s great love forever;
with my mouth I will make your faithfulness known
through all generations.
I will declare that your love stands firm forever . . .