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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It’s The Little Things
Daily Devotional, Sarah HallI was already late when I slid behind the wheel.
That morning, I had darted out the door half-awake, coffee in one hand and backpack swinging from the other. By the time I jammed the key into the ignition, my 8 a.m. class had already started.
As I pulled onto campus, the road narrowed with trash cans lined neatly along the curb. I barely noticed them, too locked into tunnel vision.
I swerved just slightly, confident there was plenty of room. But then—
Thud.
My stomach dropped. The trash cans stood perfectly in place when I checked the mirror, like an audience untouched by my blunder. But then I saw it—the side mirror dangling, wires exposed, helplessly smacking against the car.
For a long second, I just stared in disbelief. It was almost laughable. In my rush to save a few seconds, I’d made a much bigger mess.
That experience felt like a kind reminder from God that life works the same way. It’s not always the big obstacles that trip us up. More often, it’s the little things we dismiss— the conversations we push off, the corners we cut, the sinful habits we shrug away.
“Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards…” — Song of Solomon 2:15
The truth is, those “little foxes” can quietly chip away at what God is growing in us. They pile up like those cans on the curb. And if we’re not paying attention, sooner or later, one of them will knock the mirror clean off.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
The Hymn of Honest Prayer
Daily Devotional, Heart of the Artist, Linda Meyers, Stories About SongsAnnie felt an ache deep in her soul that she couldn’t quite put into words. As she went about her day—washing dishes, caring for her children— it was not a sudden crisis that brought this feeling on. It was just life.
You can probably imagine being in her shoes, where her tasks seemed endless yet essential. Still, no matter how much she loved her family, she knew there were limits to what she could do on her own.
As she went about her routine, she stopped mid-step as this thought began to form in her mind: she couldn’t make it through even the simplest tasks without God.
After taking a moment to pray, she began to see the beauty in admitting that. As a gifted hymn writer, Annie Sherwood Hawks knew these words were not just for her. So, she wrote them down into this refrain.
“I need Thee, oh, I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
Oh, bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee.”
That prayer became the hymn we still sing today, but it began in one woman’s simple dependence on God. It reminds us all that, no matter how strong or capable we may seem, there is a deeper need within us that only God can meet.
Maybe today you find yourself in the same place, feeling a quiet ache that you can’t quite explain. What if you turned that feeling into a prayer. He is always near, ready to meet you right where you are.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR LYRICS
VERSE 1
I need Thee every hour,
Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford.
CHORUS
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
Oh, bless me now, my Savior!
I come to Thee.
VERSE 2
I need Thee every hour,
Stay Thou near by;
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh.
VERSE 3
I need Thee every hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain.
VERSE 4
I need Thee every hour,
Teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfill.
VERSE 5
I need Thee every hour,
Most Holy One;
Oh, make me Thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son.
The Shortcut Called Truth
Daily Devotional, Heart of the Artist, Stories About SongsI was thirteen, perched on the edge of the couch, eyes glued to the screen. Harrison Ford was on the run, and I was right there with him.
This was the first time I saw The Fugitive. My chest tightened and my palms sweated with every plot twist and chase scene.
But before I could see the ending, my mom came in and shut it down. Bedtime. That night I tossed and turned, consumed by one question: How does it end?
The next morning, school was a blur. Teachers lectured, friends joked, and I sat replaying the movie in my head. By mid-morning, I had a plan.
I decided to fake an asthma attack. I clutched my chest, wheezed, and played it up so well they called my parents. I thought, Yes. Now I can find out how the movie ends.
Only I never made it home. The school also called the hospital.
Minutes later, I was flat on a gurney, fluorescent lights rushing above me, nurses surrounding me, and two adrenaline shots pumping into my body. My “clever plan” had landed me in a very real mess.
Eventually, I broke. Red-faced and ashamed, I told the truth. The punishment was merciless. No more movie. No ending. My little shortcut had cost me the very thing I wanted most.
Looking back, I still laugh at the irony. I thought bending the truth would get me where I wanted to go faster. Instead, it only set me back.
Proverbs 10:9 says it this way: “Whoever walks in integrity walks securely, but he who makes his ways crooked will be found out.”
The truth? The path of life is found in walking honestly, even when it’s hard. Integrity isn’t the easy way — but it is the sure way. And that is a lot easier to live with than a gurney and two shots of adrenaline.
— Micah Tyler
A MOMENT TO REFLECT