The Connection Corner
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
Daily Devotional
Proof that’s Still StandingJune 4, 2026 - 7:00 am- Faith After the FalloutJune 3, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Longing Less, Living MoreJune 2, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Running Home to RestJune 1, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Joy Fills RoomsMay 31, 2026 - 7:00 am
- The Dinner Table DiscoveryMay 30, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Love That Didn’t Look AwayMay 29, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Discipline, Desire, DelightMay 28, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Loved Louder than LabelsMay 27, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Rest for the RingmasterMay 26, 2026 - 7:00 am
Heart of the Artist
- When Joy Fills RoomsMay 31, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Paddleboards and PraiseMay 24, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Silence Finds a SongMay 17, 2026 - 7:00 am
- The Blood-Bought Glow UpApril 26, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Peace is Still PreachingApril 19, 2026 - 7:00 am
Stories About Songs
- When Joy Fills RoomsMay 31, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Paddleboards and PraiseMay 24, 2026 - 7:00 am
- When Silence Finds a SongMay 17, 2026 - 7:00 am
- The Blood-Bought Glow UpApril 26, 2026 - 7:00 am
- Peace is Still PreachingApril 19, 2026 - 7:00 am
The Gift That Changes Everything
Daily Devotional, Tammi ArenderSergio grew up learning how to hide. He kept his right arm tucked away, hoping the world would be too busy to notice what was missing. He trained his left hand to write, to eat, to carry on like everything was fine. And most days, it was fine enough—until it wasn’t.
Like on the baseball field.
That was where Sergio learned there were some things you simply could not fake. His friends tossed balls back and forth, leather snapping against leather, while he stood on the sidelines with a smile that hid the hurt.
But then something remarkable happened. A group of classmates—ordinary teenagers with more heart than sense—decided Sergio needed a hand. Literally. They weren’t surgeons, and they sure weren’t engineers. Just kids with a 3D printer and a stubborn streak.
They measured, tinkered, glued, and fiddled. Piece by piece, a contraption came together. One afternoon, they strapped it on Sergio’s arm. Someone fetched a baseball. Sergio braced himself for disappointment.
But when that ball hit the plastic palm and stuck, the air caught in his throat. He had caught it. Him. For the first time in his life.
The whole crowd of teenagers went wild. You’d have thought Sergio had just won the World Series. And he laughed until his stomach hurt.
That plastic hand didn’t just catch a ball. It caught something far more valuable: kindness. It caught the proof that people had seen him, cared enough to try, and loved him through their effort.
Years later, Sergio still remembers the gift. Not because it was fancy, but because it was offered in love. And maybe that’s the point.
“Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for Me.” — Matthew 25:40
God gives us all sorts of gifts. Some come wrapped in skill, others in knowledge, but the ones that change the world are the ones wrapped in simple caring. Sergio’s story is a reminder that you don’t need a 3D printer to make a difference. Sometimes the greatest gift you can offer is your heart.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
The Gift of the Right Now
Daily Devotional, Sarah HallNobody warns you how quickly “someday” gets here.
Almost two years ago, I held my daughter in my arms for the first time. She was small and wrinkled and amazing. I thought to myself that nothing would ever be the same again.
And I was so right. In those first months, life revolved around tiny bottles, burp cloths, and long nights where sleep was only a distant memory.
Now, she is a toddler with a laugh that fills our house like sunlight. She runs through the living room with hair wild from nap time, climbs on chairs she shouldn’t, and points her little finger at the world like she’s naming it for the first time.
Every day, she learns something new. And every day, I feel the ache of time moving faster than I’d like. Sometimes, I catch myself scrolling back through old photos on my phone of her newborn baby phase, missing it.
The future, too, tries to pull at me—questions about school, friends, and who she’ll become. Those worries can swallow me if I’m not careful.
And in whether I’m looking ahead or looking in the rearview, I find myself missing the moment right in front of me. But I remind myself that God doesn’t ask me to relive the past or predict the future. He simply asks me to take joy in Him. To trust him and to be here. Right now.
“Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” — Hebrews 12:2
And so, today, I scoop my daughter up, even when she’s wiggly and squirming, and I let myself enjoy the weight of her in my arms. Because one day, I’ll miss the way her head fits against my shoulder.
Because the truth is, one day, you will look back and miss the gifts God has given you right now. And wouldn’t it be a shame to miss it?
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
Stop Waiting To Be Wanted
Bri Dunn, Daily DevotionalThere are moments in life that feel a lot like middle school all over again.
I remember it was my first week at a new job at a team building celebration, and the boss cheerfully announced, “Find a group of four people!”
Oh no.
I was the new girl, and the room was already buzzing as coworkers formed their groups.
My heart sank in that way it used to on the elementary school playground, watching captains pick teams for kickball. I felt again like the pre-teen wanting to sit at the cool table or like high-school Bri just hoping someone might nominate me for homecoming court.
It’s strange how those old feelings follow you into adulthood, and because I was a grown woman, I did what grown women sometimes do. I sat out.
I called it “observing,” but the simple truth was that I was afraid of feeling overlooked and rejected.
But then, someone came looking for me. With a warm smile she said, “Come be on our team.” And suddenly the story I was telling myself unraveled. I was not invisible. No, I was wanted.
Before, I had been so convinced that I would be “last picked” that I almost missed connecting with my new coworkers and making fun memories.
Friend, if you remember anything today, remember this. Insecurity is a thief, and the enemy wants to use it to play tricks on you. I think as adults we want to feel wanted just as much as we always did. We want the to be wanted and not just tolerated.
But here is the truth. Not only does God want you, He actually made you for connection. “Therefore welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God.” — Romans 15:7
And friend, there are people who truly want you around. And even more, you can be one of those people for somebody else. After all, life is meant to be a team building celebration.
Don’t just wait to be invited—cross the room, offer the smile, and be the one who saves a seat for someone else.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT