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Join me today at the God is Love blog where I’ll talk about the Holy Spirit. I wish I could say I was any kind of expert, but I’m working through my understanding of Him. I may not know everything, except that I need a Comforter, Helper, and Advocate every day of my life, so I am so thankful He’s been given to us as believers. Please comment below or contact me using the form if you have any thoughts you’d like to share of if there is a way I can pray for you. Thank you for stopping by!


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Do you love old books? Do you love the way they feel and smell like I do? This book of prayer has been a great comfort to our family these last few months. My devotional at the God is Love blog tells a little bit about it. Join me there. And let me know if there’s something I can pray about for you. Use the comment box below or the contact form to send an email. I’d love to start a conversation!

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William Shakespeare said, “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.”

Sometimes life asks us to play our part from underneath the stage–in the pit. My devotional this month at the God is Love blog is about what we can learn while we’re in that pit.

Please let me know if there is a way I can pray for you or if you’d like to start a conversation. Use the comment section below or send me an email through my contact form. Have a wonderful day!

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The world is in a season of uncertainty. And in the middle of this pandemic, my family has begun to walk an unknown path ourselves. But God is already there. He is faithful. Let us always remember the promises He gives, even when we have no idea what is ahead of us. 

My devotional this month at the God is Love blog explores that idea. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Or if I can pray with you, leave me a comment or send me an email. We are on this journey together, friends!



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I was fortunate enough to grow up in a family that serves God and loves Jesus. My parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents have demonstrated faith and prayer and worship for me and many others. Now I have a chance to extend that teaching to the next generation and beyond. What will my legacy be?  How about yours?

Join me for this month’s devotional at the God Is Love blog. I’d love to hear stories of your family. Feel free to use the comment section or send me an email using the contact form

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I’m sure it comes as no surprise that our OMNISCIENT God knows all. He knows what we need before we need it. When have you seen that happen in your life? My devotion at the God is Love blog is all about that this month. Stop by and start a conversation. Or use the comments below. Or use my contact page to let me know if I can pray for you. Blessings!

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For the last few years I’ve gotten on the bandwagon of choosing a word to try and live into through the coming year. I’m not entirely sure that I’ve done a great job of it, but I love the idea of having something like a yearly “north star” to try and direct some of my energy and focus.

As I was planning out my year and my writing, I started to notice that the word “connection” kept showing up. I rolled it around in my head for awhile and I began to see how much I am craving connection in its various forms. I want to spend more time physically with the people I love, being present with them both physically and mentally and I want to more intentionally connect with Jesus. 

So, if you haven’t guess already, my word for 2020 is CONNECTION.

This is first year I’ve also chosen a verse–or in my case, a chapter–to live into as well. I chose PSALM 23. These verses speak of the deep love and connection and commitment of the Shepherd to His sheep. I want so much to be a better sheep this year 🙂

How about you? Do you choose a word? Or a verse? If you did, I’d love to hear about it and why. Leave a comment or send me an email using the contact form. Let’s connect LOL!

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As I’m working on this year’s annual Becker Christmas letter, I thought I’d share a short piece of fiction that I wrote eleven years ago, first written for It won third place in the advanced category which pleased me a lot,

That dreaded yearly letter can often make us crazy for some reason. I had a little fun with this piece, but hopefully it has some substance too. I’d love to hear what you think about holiday letters–love ’em or hate ’em? Comment below or contact me using the form. Have a wonderful Advent and Christmas season!


Alyssa and Twinkles’ Year-End Wrap-Up by Glynis Becker

What’s the best way to start? Alyssa wondered. She scribbled the phrase Beloved friends and family, on the paper then scratched it out. Way too dramatic. Next was Hey, ya’ll, which she decided sounded too redneck. Then it was My fellow Americans which she chuckled at, then scratched out. No sense riling everybody up about the election. That one’s out.

Okay, Alyssa, she told herself, get serious. The way you’re procrastinating with this thing you’d think t was that term paper from last semester on symbolism in The Scarlet Letter. Now THAT was awful. This should be fun. Or at least marginally more enjoyable than an assignment from Professor Hawkins’ (aka Hawk Nose’s) American Literature class.

But as Alyssa glanced over at the stack of letters she’d already received this season, she knew why she was dreading this. Katie’s engaged to a doctor; Marcy’s happily-married, pregnant with baby number two, who will probably inherit her perfectly perfect curly hair just like her first child and be perfectly precocious; Joe got a job in England with a software company like he’d always wanted; and Hallie had come back from spending her summer as a missionary in Kenya, helping to set up a medical clinic. What had Alyssa done this year to compete with any one of them?

It wasn’t that she was really all THAT unhappy with her life. She was in her senior year at college, so there was a light at the end of that tunnel. She had a lot of good friends at church and work. But what was it about sitting down to summarize the past 12 months that made her wish she could add a line about wedding bells, or decorating a nursery, or somehow prove that her life was moving forward just like her friends’?

Maybe I should use a more humorous approach, she thought. Haven’t people used self-deprecating humor for centuries as a defense mechanism?

I am happy to report that because nothing significant has taken place in my life over the past year, I am able to reduce my use of ink and thereby help save the planet for my children’s children (in the hope that I do someday have children, that is) by having you search your archives, attic or trash heap for the Christmas letter I wrote last year and re-read it, simply substituting ‘senior year’ for ‘junior year’ and ‘2008’ for ‘2007’ . Thank you and best wishes.

Okay, that’s no good, but I do feel a little better, Alyssa thought with a grin. Let’s try this one:

I’m fine. Twinkles the cat is also fine. We will be spending a quiet Christmas together watching It’s a Wonderful Life and eating fudge straight from the saucepan, since we seem to be the lone creatures on the planet with nothing better to do. Even my folks decided to take advantage of a Christmas special and cruise to Hawaii.

Nope. I want a little sympathy, maybe, but that one’s downright pathetic! Alyssa crumbled up the notepaper into a miniature basketball, tossed it and missed the trash by at least six inches. Sheesh, she thought sarcastically, could this whole ordeal get any better?

Why not just be thankful?

Those words were spoken so clearly to her spirit that she knew immediately that they were not from within her. Shoot. Just when she was getting into the spirit of her pity party, God had to go and throw a wrench in it.

She sighed and picked up the stack of notepapers, knocking them against the table to line them all up. Then she started writing.

Dearest family and friends,

I have been so blessed this year. I have had the privilege of waking up each and every morning to God’s newest mercies. My health is good. I have friends with whom I share this journey and most of all, I have a God who is crazy about me. For what more should I ask?

Although some days I feel like my life has not yet begun, I rest in the hope that today I am directly where He can best use me. My prayer for each of us is that we won’t miss a single opportunity to share His light in what feels like an increasingly-darkened world. May your season be bright and next year be brighter!

In Christ’s Peace,

PS Twinkles the cat and I will be spending Christmas quietly this year. Feel free to drop in for fudge and movie night. Love–Alyssa