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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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Broken But Bright
Brenda Price, Daily DevotionalYou know, sometimes we have got to get broken in order to grow.
I have got this great story. Oh, I love it, and It goes like this.
“The other night, I was in the dollar store, and there was a mom there with her kids. One was a big kid, and the other one was a toddler. The bigger one had a pack of glow sticks, and the toddler was screaming for them.
So the mom opened the pack and gave him one, which stopped his tears. He walked around with it, smiling, but then the bigger boy took it. The toddler started screaming again. Just as the mom was about to bust, the older child bent the glow stick and handed it back to the toddler.
As we walked outside at the same time, the toddler noticed that the stick was now glowing, and his brother said, ‘I had to break it so that you could get the full effect of it.’
Wow.
When I saw that happening, I could hear God say to me, I had to break you to show you why I created you. You had to go through it so you could fulfill your purpose.”
That precious child was happy just swinging that unbroken glow stick around in the air because he didn’t understand what it was created to do, which was glow.
There are some people who will be content just being unbroken, but some of us know that God has chosen us. We have to be broken. We have to get sick, we have to lose that job. We have to bury our spouse, our parents, or our best friends.
In those moments of desperation, God is breaking us, but when the breaking is done, then we will be able to see the reason for which we were created.
Just like it says in Romans 8:18, “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.”
What if the places that broke you were never meant to end your story? What if they were preparing you to shine in ways you could not imagine until now?
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Changing in the Checkout Line
Daily Devotional, Tammi ArenderI only needed a few groceries—which is Southern for this should’ve taken ten minutes, tops.
It was one of those days where my to-do list had a to-do list. I was already behind, but I though I would just run in the store really quick. No browsing. No wandering. Just get the milk, get the bread, and get gone.
I picked the shortest check out line. Naturally. But that’s when the woman in front of me opened her purse.
Now listen—folks don’t really use coupons like they used to. But this woman? She had a stack thick enough to fan herself with. One coupon. Beep. Didn’t work. Another. Beep. Still didn’t work. The cashier tried again, then leaned over and typed like she was cracking a safe.
I could feel it in my body. My jaw got tight. My foot started tapping. I start doing that slow inhale, exhale thing because I had to remind myself I am a grown woman, saved, and I am not about to lose my Jesus over a box of cereal.
And right there—in the check out line of all places—I remembered a verse I’d read once.
Colossians 1:11, “Being strengthened with all power, according to His glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy.”
That’s what I needed more than anything. I needed to choose endurance, to choose patience, and to choose joy. And you know, not through gritted teeth or by faking positivity.
Now, the coupons still wouldn’t scan, and the cashier still had to call for help. But as I sat with that verse, I loosened my grip on the cart. I gave up my frazzled stress, and I chose a better attitude.
When I walked out to my car, groceries tucked under my arm, I realized something: endurance isn’t about how fast we get through stuff. It’s more about what comes out of us while we’re being tested. And patience—real patience—has a way of pointing people back to the heart of God because of the way we treat them.
Most days, we’re not tested in the big moments. We’re tested in checkout lines and traffic and interruptions we didn’t plan. And Colossians 1:11 reminds us we’re not white-knuckling our way through it alone. There’s strength available. There enough endurance, patience, and joy to spare.
So maybe today, when things get a little frustrating, you’ll let that verse find its way back to mind. And maybe—right there in the middle of it—you discover that strength looks a lot like choosing grace when nobody would blame you for choosing frustration.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Our Faces, Unashamed
Bri Dunn, Daily DevotionalI’m standing in my kitchen, coffee in hand, half-listening to the TV in the background, when it hits me—a memory I hadn’t thought of in years. It’s so embarrassing that it makes me cringe. High school? That was decades ago. How is this still so mortifying to me?
I just want to scroll past the feeling and pretend it isn’t real, but it won’t shake. Usually, I don’t carry shame around like this. But here it is, making my skin crawl.
“Lord,” I whisper, “this memory is so awkward and is really bothering me. I don’t even know what to do with it.”
And then I feel Him there. Not judging. Not shaking His head. Just beside me. The weight of the memory doesn’t vanish, but the heaviness does. I realize in God’s presence, I don’t have to fix it, explain it, or erase it.
So, I just breath in and out and give that unwelcome memory over to God.
That shame doesn’t have to hold me hostage. And suddenly, I understand something: freedom from my past mistakes isn’t about being perfect. It’s about trusting God fully, and let Him exchange the mistake for the miracle of His love.
Psalm 34:5 says, “Those who look to Him for help will be radiant with joy; no shadow of shame will darken their faces.”
And I just love that. That’s the exchange God offers—when we look to Him, shame loosens its grip.
Maybe the question isn’t why we feel shame. Maybe the better question is whether we’ll stop pretending it doesn’t exist long enough to let God meet with us. Because He will. Every awkward, tender, embarrassing memory—God sees it, knows it, and loves us anyway.
I take a sip of coffee and wonder what would happen if I just let Him in on even the tiniest uncomfortable corners of my hearts? And I hope you will ask yourself the same question too. Could that be enough for the joy that’s been hiding there all along to finally break through?
A MOMENT TO REFLECT