Rare Faith Blog

by Ann Ferguson

Years ago, I believed that living in lack was simply my lot in life. It felt like I was missing everything—everything but the air I was required to breathe. I lacked love: my husband ...

By: Julie Reynolds (name has been changed)

Do you have someone in your life whom you love and care for deeply who refuses to embrace or even accept the possibility of true joy? I know what that’s lik...

By Molly Simpson

Developing Consistency with Momentum

We’ve all been there! We want our business to take flight, we want meaningful and rich relationships, we want our house to sparkle with cleanlin...

Sometimes adversity persists until you finally make peace with it. Finding a seed of equal or greater benefit it contains can help that happen. As you find the seed and nurture it, your energy shif...

This is part TWO of two on the topic of disappointments, marriage, and miracles. Learn about what to do when your spouse is not on the same page with you about goals. Discover how rare faith princip...

Today's Question comes from Allyson. She wanted to know:

"How do I visualize paying off debt, without creating a subconscious desire for MORE debt to pay off?"

In her words:

I've been listening to ...

By Cosette Snarr

Several years ago we were living in a twin home. This is before they were called townhomes and became a real viable option for home ownership. For the most part these places were con...

By Cosette Snarr

My husband suffered from epilepsy—uncontrolled seizures—which made life difficult to say the least. It didn’t help at all that I deeply resented the situation. For years, instead of ...

By Cosette Snarr

I married the man of my dreams. He was good looking, kind, had a great sense of humor and loved to help around the house. As we gradually added four children to the mix my joy increa...

By Cosette Snarr

My husband had had uncontrolled seizures for over 25 years. I’d tried fixing them and controlling him to no avail and finally got to the point where I gave up. To be honest, my attit...