Breaking the Brokenness of the Cycle of Poverty: Part Two
by Heather Bock Two Sundays ago, God broke my heart for the poor in my city (which I wrote about last week here). I asked Him, “What are you going
by Heather Bock Two Sundays ago, God broke my heart for the poor in my city (which I wrote about last week here). I asked Him, “What are you going
by Heather Bock On Sunday, I was sitting in my church community group, and we were talking about the state of schools in our city. We were bemoaning the same
by Heather Bock A few weeks ago, I shelled out $35 for my nine-year-old son to take a standardized test. It turned out to be a test given to mostly
by Heather Bock You know all those weeds I’ve been writing about in my last four posts (if you don’t know what I’m talking about, here are my last posts:Â part
by Heather Bock I’m in the middle of a writers contest. I would love if you’d be willing to vote for me by clicking “like” under my picture at thejenweaver.com/writers-contest. I
by Heather Bock Before you read (or after, maybe), I would be so grateful if you’d head over to thejenweaver.com/writers-contest to vote for me by clicking “like” under my picture
Pssst! I’m in the middle of a writers contest in which I need your help! I’m trying to win some amazing prizes that could be helpful for me as a
by Heather Bock It’s spring, so you know what that means. Weeds. Maybe your yard is pristine, devoid of wayward plants, but mine is a mess. Our house was a
by Heather Bock When I returned from LIT, a one-day conference for women in their 20s and 30s passionate about communicating Christ, put on by Living Proof Ministries, my husband