Hi, I’m Joni Eareckson Tada. When tragedy strikes, Christians are often willing to thank God in the midst of problems – we thank him for His grace that sustains or comfort that consoles – but we draw a line when it comes to the problem itself. We tend to segregate God from the suffering ...
Hi I'm Joni Eareckson Tada. You know, Martin Luther once wrote that many people think they would have been quick to help that day when Jesus was born. People say that now because we know how great Christ is. But ...
Hi, I'm Joni Eareckson Tada. And when tragedy blindsides you, you’re understandably bewildered, right? There’s confusion, anger… tears. But after a while, if you don't stop feeling and start thinking about how to attend to the circumstances, your soul will simply dry up. When the reality ...
In Joni’s 31-day devotional, Beside Bethesda, she writes about contentment, unanswered prayer, transformation through suffering and hoping in God. For $15 you can read what Joni shares of her own experiences along with profound biblical insights, and you will discover ...
Whether it’s the result of an unexpected diagnosis, a life-changing disability, the end of a marriage, or the loss of a loved one, grief can arrive suddenly… and it can ...
Hi, I'm Joni Eareckson Tada, and after I landed in a wheelchair, I just didn’t know who I was. You understand; we’ve all had times when we’ve wondered about our identities. Well I once heard someone say, “You are ...
Some days I find myself dreaming about the way things used to be. In my young years I was zealous about the things of God; I wanted to be a ...
Hi, I’m Joni Eareckson Tada, and it is amazing how God can use games to open a heart to the Gospel. Like Jeff who I met at Family Retreat. Jeff is brain-injured, unable to speak, in a wheelchair, and we ...
Meet Andy Flores, who was born with no arms and recently came with his parents to International Family Retreat! Because of your financial generosity and...
Hi, I’m Joni Eareckson Tada. And I remember when, after hours of horseback riding on trails beyond our farm, my weary horse would slow her pace and drag her feet; that is, until she recognized the fences of her own pasture. ...
