The Connection Corner
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
Daily Devotional
Together Makes Impossible PossibleMarch 10, 2026 - 7:00 am- Love That Paid it AllMarch 9, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Enough is EnoughMarch 8, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Hope Goes ViralMarch 7, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Truth Turns the Car AroundMarch 6, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Coffee‑Sized CompassionMarch 5, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Kindness That CarriesMarch 4, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Faith in the Field, Encourage BoldlyMarch 3, 2026 - 7:00 am
- One Song of HopeMarch 2, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Overwhelmed by GraceMarch 1, 2026 - 7:00 am
Heart of the Artist
- When Enough is EnoughMarch 8, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Words Hurt, Truth HealsFebruary 28, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Differences Become GiftsFebruary 14, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Holding On During Hard DaysJanuary 31, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Redeemer in the RuinsJanuary 24, 2026 - 7:00 am
Stories About Songs
- Words Hurt, Truth HealsFebruary 28, 2026 - 7:00 am
- The Shepherd and the Black SheepFebruary 15, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Differences Become GiftsFebruary 14, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Holding On During Hard DaysJanuary 31, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Redeemer in the RuinsJanuary 24, 2026 - 7:00 am
Leaving a Legacy of Faith
Daily Devotional, David HallThe grandkids were over again, racing through the living room. Tom sat back in his chair, letting their laughter echo through the house. He could not help but think how quickly time flies by.
He had raised his kids, watched them start families of their own, and now he was back to building forts in the living room with three wide-eyed grandkids.
They asked a hundred questions a day, most of which he did not have answers to. He wished he had more time to try.
It seemed like his wife Melody felt the same way. Later that evening, she turned over in bed and asked, “Tom, who is going to teach them truth when we are gone?”
That question led them to an unusual decision. A few weeks later, they added Christian radio to their will.
For Tom, it was not about control or making demands. It was about trust. He remembered how many times a simple song on the radio had steadied him in a storm, how a timely word had reminded him he was not alone. If it had carried him through, it could carry them, too.
He thought of the Israelites stacking stones beside the river as a marker for the children who would come later. “We will tell the next generation the praiseworthy deeds of the Lord, His power, and the wonders He has done.” His marker just happened to ride the airwaves, carrying truth to anyone willing to listen.
He could not choose the paths his grandchildren would walk. But he could leave a trailhead, a reminder pointing toward something real.
Someday, he thought, one of those little ones might turn the dial and hear hope when they need it most.
And maybe that is the invitation for all of us—to make sure someone else has the chance to hear hope when they need it most. After all, what better legacy could there be that’s worth tuning into?
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Family On the Move
Brenda Price, Daily DevotionalThe move nearly did me in.
First the engine blew, then the tire went flat, and before long, I was stranded on the side of the road. It took twenty hours just to limp the moving van into my new town.
By the time I finally arrived, my own car was sitting abandoned miles away, and I was too tired to even cry about it.
The next morning my phone buzzed. It was my radio friends. They wanted to know if I was okay. I didn’t have the energy to sugarcoat it. I told them everything: about my broke down vehicle and about feelings bone-tired and a little afraid.
Before I knew it, my friends came to my rescue. Not one or two people, but a small army of them. They showed up at my new apartment and got my car to a safe place. They carried boxes, lifted furniture, and encouraged me.
The funny thing is, I never asked. They just came.
And somewhere between the boxes and the laughter, one of them looked at me and said, “Brenda, you’re part of the family now. Your family is here to help you.”
Wow. That’s what it means to be the Church, isn’t it. It’s not a radio slogan. No, it’s real love on display. Sacrificial, supportive, and never missing a beat.
And it makes me wonder: how can I live that out for someone else? How many people are quietly stranded on their own roadside, too tired or too proud to ask for help?
What if we slowed down long enough to notice them? What if we showed up without waiting to be asked?
The truth is, every act of kindness and every burden shared preaches louder than any sermon ever could. Because what we call the body of Christ, I think that’s just another word for family.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Learning to Live and to Give
Daily Devotional, David HallI moved to Alabama with more faith than funds.
Ministry school felt like the next right step, and I did it because I was desperate. I needed God’s help with real struggles, and I needed older, wiser Christians to steady me.
But I wasn’t wise with money. I had just graduated from a four-year university, and until then, I had lived for the weekend and was having fun having fun.
And as you can see, I needed to grow—in more ways than one.
Now I was hours from home, without a safety net. I believed God called me here, but I knew faith alone wouldn’t pay the bills. If I was going to stay, I had to learn how to honor Him with my finances.
So I got a job at McDonald’s. It was grease-on-the-sleeves, hard work. And to my amazement, living on a budget actually worked.
My tuition? Paid. Grocery bills? Paid.
But then came my student housing bill. I handed it to the church secretary, and after checking her computer, she looked up and said, “David, it seems someone anonymously paid your rent for the rest of the year.”
My jaw hit the floor.
In that moment, I felt the weight of undeserved kindness. Somebody, flesh and blood like me, gave in a way that felt radical. It felt like the love of God. That gift bought me time to breathe, to study, and to save for a missions trip I knew I was called to take. It changed me. It made me want to be that kind of giver, and to live wisely and open-handed.
That year taught me something important: money isn’t a word to avoid in church. If we learn to honor God with it, He can use us to point others toward hope.
So, whether you’re in need or in abundance today, let your budget reflect faith in tomorrow. Live generously. Save with purpose. And let God write a better story with what’s in your hands.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT