(I am delighted to share this article, written by Renee Rysdyk, with you. Renee and her husband, John,  have led our church faithfully for many years and I am so thankful for their ministry. Learn more about Renee at the end of this article. I pray that you are encouraged by what you read. -Stephanie) “One generation shall praise Your name to another, and shall declare Your mighty acts.”-- Psalm 145:4    Facing any life-threatening or life-altering situation makes you re-evaluate your priorities and think about what kind of legacy you will leave behind. I recently had one of those experiences (again) and an amusing thought occurred to me:  Hmm, now I guess I’m “too old to die young” to quote an old country song. Lately, I’ve been thinking much about Titus 2:3-5. In this letter from the apostle Paul, he instructed Titus, the spiritual leader of the church in many practical areas. But in this particular passage he told Titus to delegate the teaching of the younger women to the older women.  This is a divinely inspired plan, and I am so thankful that the Lord put many godly women in my life through the years to instruct me

(It is an honor to welcome MarJean Peters to Page of Joy, again, today. She walked with me and counseled me, along with her husband Conrad, through some of the deepest sorrows in my life. Their wisdom and love for the Lord are a blessing to many. Read more about MarJean at the end of this important article that she has written for us today. I pray you’re deeply encouraged by the truth that she has beautifully articulated.  – Stephanie) THROUGH THE KNOT HOLE: PART 1 Fight The Good Fight I should know by now. All my years of writing, begging for inspiration to encourage others, and then. . . all hell breaks loose! I should recognize it at the get-go. You’d think. But I don’t. I just know frustration, loneliness, hurt, helplessness, hopelessness, and. . . a myriad of other bad things that give meaning to the idiom, “drug through a knothole backwards”. Then. . . a still small voice breaks into my death wish and whispers, “You asked for inspiration. Well, now you have it.” Okay, but I forgot (again) that inspiration usually comes through tribulation. This time inspiration rose out of a passionate email: Dear MarJean, . . .