The Connection Corner
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
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Prayers That Build a Legacy
Bri Dunn, Daily DevotionalI was thinking about my dad the other night, just sitting with my thoughts, and it hit me how different his life turned out from the rest of his family.
Most of them, well… they made choices that led to messy, hard roads. But my dad? Somehow, he just became this steady Godly person. If you’ve ever met him you know he’s just so good and kind. And I know where it started—his grandmother.
She prayed over him from the moment he was born. Not casual prayers, either. She would take him in her arms and declare things over his life like, “You’re not going to be like the rest of your family. You are going to be a great man. You are going to do what God’s called you to do.”
Can you imagine believing that kind of thing over someone you love? She did. And she prayed and believed with her whole heart. Now, she didn’t live to see him grow into that person unfortunately, but her prayers changed everything. Every time I look at my dad, I see her prayers answered.
I mean…wow! God is so good. I think about my own prayers sometimes about the people whose lives I am asking God to move in. They feel so far away from Him, and there are days where I’m praying and it feels like my words are just hitting the ceiling. Like nothing is changing and nothing is happening.
Then doubt sneaks in and whispers, “Does it even matter if I pray?”
And then I look at my dad. I see the life he’s built. The way he loves people, the way he carries himself with integrity, and the way faith just seems to flow through him. Its such an answered prayer.
There is this prayer in the Psalms that reminds me so much of my grandma praying for her son. It says, “Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good; according to your abundant mercy, turn to me” (Psalm 69:16).
It reminds me that God’s movement isn’t measured by what I see. But He is mighty and merciful and patient. He is breaking through like only He can. It’s hard to wrap my mind around it.
But prayer is generational. It travels. I may never see it in my lifetime, but that is okay. Maybe I’ll never even see the result, but they are just like those slow, invisible, chain breaking prayers that shaped my dad. They’re part of a legacy.
So, I am going to keep on praying. And I want you to keep praying too. Even when it feels difficult. Even when it feels like it doesn’t matter because every word carries weight. Every time we cry out to God it matters. God is moving, and your prayers are shaping a future far beyond what you can imagine.
He will answer you because God is good and His abundant mercy never fails.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Life Beyond Likes
Daily Devotional, Tammi ArenderMy phone used to sit quietly on the counter, minding its own business.
These days, it buzzes like it’s got something urgent to say every five minutes. And somewhere along the way, I started believing it.
I noticed it one morning when I reached for my phone before I reached for the coffee pot—which, in my house, is saying something. I didn’t mean to let social media take up so much space in my life. It just sort of happened.
One post here. A quick scroll there. Before I knew it, I was posting every day. I was half-convinced that if I didn’t show up online, my life didn’t really count for anything. Like my purpose and relevance had a login and a password.
I’d post something sweet or thoughtful, but then check back later. I’d think, “Did she like it? Did he see it? Why did that one get more attention than this one?”
It’s amazing how quickly you can turn a good thing meant to connect people into something negative that measures your worth like that.
Now, everyone around me handles social media differently. I’ve got friends who post three or four times a day. Bless them, they’ve got the stamina. But I have other friends who are okay disappearing for weeks at a time. And one friend who walked away from social media completely. She just decided life was better without the pressure.
Meanwhile, I’m over here pouring out so much effort and time to keep up appearances. It was all so I could feel better about myself. Now I am aware of it, and no, I haven’t delete all of my accounts, but I am choosing to get honest with myself about how much I allow social media and the opinions of others to affect my self-esteem.
Just like Philippians 4:8 says, “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
That verse doesn’t tell me to throw my phone in the ditch. No, it tells me to aim my mind on better things. To notice what’s shaping me. To ask whether my thoughts are being fed by comparison, approval, and noise—or by truth, goodness, and peace.
So I’m learning to post less out of insecurity and more out of intention. I’m learning to scroll slower and to look up more. To let God remind me—again and again—where my real worth comes from.
Maybe today is a good time to pause and ask the same question. What’s been shaping your thoughts lately? And what might change if you gently let God realign your focus toward what actually gives life?
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Better Together Always
Bri Dunn, Daily DevotionalIt has just been hard.
Hard to feel confident. Hard to make good, healthy choices. That’s where I’ve been lately. Have you ever been in that place? Where in one season it felt easy—like, give me all the kale salads, I’ve got this—and in the next you’re standing there thinking, “Can I please just have some buffalo wings and Chick-fil-A and pasta?”
I’m just being honest.
What’s made it worse is everything that comes with it. The way I see myself. The frustration. The questions I think but don’t always say out loud. I keep asking, God, why is it so hard now when it used to be so easy? And I know the answer, even if I don’t love it.
This time, it’s going to take work. It’s going to take discipline.
And when you’ve done something for so long and then you stop, starting again feels like torture. Discipline feels evil. It does. But I’m so determined to get back to a healthier place.
Along the way I have realized I can’t do it alone. I need help. That part took me longer to admit than it should have.
I’ve been trying to do this by myself. I haven’t even really asked my husband to support me. He’s tried, but I never actually said, “I need you to walk with me in this.” I haven’t reached out to friends who would gladly hold me accountable. I just kept carrying it and hoping simple will-power would be enough.
It wasn’t.
And that’s when something simple but true settled in my mind. Discipline is good. It’s not the enemy. Isolation is. We were never meant to carry hard things alone. Scripture says it plainly: “Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor. If either of them falls down, one can help the other up” (Ecclesiastes 4:9–10).
That’s not weakness. That’s wisdom.
So now I’m asking. I’m letting people in. I’m choosing accountability—not just with food or habits, but with every part my life. Because I don’t want to stay stuck where I am, and I don’t want to pretend I was ever meant to do this on my own.
I wonder if you have been trying to handle something alone, too. What might change if you let someone walk beside you?
Support is part of how we grow. Accountability is part of how we heal. And walking together is how we move forward.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT