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Prayers That Won’t Let Go
Brenda Price, Daily DevotionalI know what it’s like to hit rock bottom and feel like nothing—not even prayer—could reach you there.
I’m seventeen years clean from drug addiction, and I don’t say that lightly. I know I didn’t get here on my own. I know someone was praying for me when I couldn’t pray for myself. I know there were people who wore out their carpet, crying out to God, even when I looked like a lost cause.
That’s why Raymond’s story stays with me.
Raymond is a dad. Just a regular father who loved his son and watched his son’s addiction take more than it ever gave. For over a decade, he prayed. Not polished prayers. Real ones. The kind whispered in bedrooms and spoken at kitchen tables late at night. There were relapses. Heartbreak. Long stretches of silence when the phone didn’t ring and hope felt impossible.
But Raymond made some decisions. He never stopped loving his son. He chose to be joyful in hope when there wasn’t much evidence for it, patient in affliction when the pain dragged on, and faithful in prayer when quitting would have been easier.
Years passed. Slowly. Quietly. And then something shifted. His son got sober. Not for a month. Not for a year. Five years. And it didn’t stop there. He began mentoring others walking the same road he once stumbled down.
That’s when Raymond said something I love. “God restoring my son in His timing, not mine.”
When I hear that, something just clicks. God’s timing may feel slow, but it is never careless. It helps me realize the prayers that helped save my life probably sounded a lot like Raymond’s. Faithful. Tired. But full of hope anyway.
It doesn’t rush the process. It anchors you while you wait.
“Prayer doesn’t always change things right away—but it keeps us anchored long enough to see what God is doing.”
If you’re praying for someone and it feels like nothing is happening, you’re not wasting your breath. You’re standing in the gap. You’re loving them in a way that reaches farther than you can see.
Faithful prayer plants seeds that grow on God’s timeline, not ours. So keep praying. Keep loving. Keep hoping. Even when nothing is happening. Even when it hurts.
God hears every prayer—and He is still working, even now.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Slow Down to See God
Daily Devotional, Sarah HallThe house wasn’t awake yet when I heard footsteps and stirring from the living room.
Drawers opening. Cabinets closing.
What in the world?
I walked out to find my husband already dressed, frantically flipping cushions and retracing his steps. He had lost his keys. He needed to get to work, and now he was on the phone with his dad, asking him to bring over a spare set.
He was officially out of options.
That’s when I saw them.
Hanging neatly on the hook.
The same hook where we always put them.
I stood there for a moment and grinned. Then I picked them up and held them out.
He paused, looked… and smiled too.
All that effort. All that worrying.
And what he needed had been in plain sight the whole time.
If I’m honest, I’ve lived that out more times than I’d like to admit—and I have a feeling you have too.
I rush. I panic. I search everywhere for peace. I listen to people, podcasts, and sermons, hoping something will finally settle my heart.
But what I need isn’t out there somewhere.
It’s right here.
“Be still, and know that I am God.”
Not scramble.
Not strive.
Be still.
Stillness isn’t weakness—it’s trust. It’s the quiet confidence that God isn’t withholding what we need.
Life is loud. Mornings are rushed. Decisions feel heavy.
But clarity often comes when we stop long enough to notice what’s already true:
God is still God.
He is present.
He is steady.
He is enough.
So today, take a moment to breathe.
Slow down on purpose. Even if it’s just for a minute.
Because God is not absent in your stress.
And more often than we realize, what we’re searching for… has been right in front of us all along.
Found in Him.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
The Hardest Person to Forgive
Daily Devotional, Tammi ArenderForgiveness.
Is it harder to forgive others… or yourself?
Especially when you’ve done something you can’t seem to justify—something that doesn’t match who you thought you were.
I’ve always seen myself as a good friend. Loyal. The kind of person who shows up with a casserole and stays late to help clean up.
Not a backstabber.
But if I’m honest, there’s a moment in my life that didn’t look like that at all.
It started with a job posting.
It was a great opportunity—good pay, solid position. But I wasn’t even that interested… until a friend told me she wanted it. And suddenly, I did too.
Human nature is tricky like that.
So I applied. And I didn’t tell her.
People do this all the time, I told myself. We’re both qualified. No harm in trying.
But the moment I got the interview call, something shifted.
My stomach dropped.
What kind of friend am I?
Deep down, I knew—I would probably get the job.
So I turned it down.
I told the employer they didn’t need me. They needed her.
And they hired her.
Praise God.
But even after that, the guilt stuck around.
So I went to my friend and told her everything. She was hurt—and rightfully so. But I owned it. I asked for forgiveness.
And over time, she gave it.
The harder part came later.
Forgiving myself.
What I had to come to terms with was this: I had already repented. And because of that, Christ had already extended mercy.
In Him, I already had redemption.
My debt was paid in full. My sin forgiven—not because I earned it, but because His grace is rich.
Not thin. Not hesitant. Not running out.
Rich.
And forgiving myself didn’t mean pretending it never happened.
It meant agreeing with God that it’s already been covered.
I’ll mess up again. I know that now.
But I also know this:
I don’t have to carry my failures longer than God does.
So I’m done rehearsing the guilt.
I’m going to keep showing up—with the casserole.
Maybe there’s something you’re still holding against yourself.
Something you’ve already confessed. Something God has already forgiven.
You don’t have to excuse it. You don’t have to erase it.
But you can set it down.
Because grace has already covered it.
And sometimes, the last person who needs to forgive you…
is you.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT