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Biblical stories of eighteen New Testament women who Jesus encouraged, empowered, and loved.

The Women Who Met Jesus, BookHow could a man who had no wife, no children, no home, no job, no money, and wandered the hills of Judea with twelve men relate to women of his time, much less women in the 21st century?

That's the question that led author, Dorothy Valc√°rcel, to search for biblical women whose lives intersected with Jesus. As she explored the lives of every woman Jesus met, she discovered that they faced many of the same challenges women encounter today.

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Devotional Week 4 Monday


“The eternal God is your refuge, and dwelling place, and underneath are the everlasting arms.”

Deuteronomy 3e3: 27

Amplified Bible


“Thou wilt in time experience that thou dost belong not only to this life, but also art capable of enjoying and beholding God and eternal things, to thy perfect contentment and rest. Thou wilt then fix thine eyes, like a little innocent child, upon the face of God, steadfastly and joyfully; and He in return, like a faithful and loving mother, will keep His eyes upon thee, by which thou wilt be made holy through and through, and transformed into the same image from glory to glory. All thy delight, joy and bliss will be in God, and God, in return, will have His joy and good pleasure in thee. He will rest and dwell in thee, as in His serene throne of peace; and thy spirit, that had so long gone astray, like a friendless child in a foreign land, will again sweetly repose in its true rest and home, in undisturbed peace.”

Gerhard Terste4egen


Today’s Study Text:

“Delight thyself also in the Lord; and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart … the meek shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.”

Psalm 37: 4, 11

King James Version

Consequence #4: “An Atmosphere of Delight.”

“Delight” – Great pleasure and enjoyment. Greatly gratified. Greatly pleased.


Have I ever felt the “fullness” of being delighted?






“I am shaken with gladness;

My limbs tremble with joy;

My heart and the earth

Tremble with happiness;

The ecstasy of life

Is abroad in the world.”

Helen Keller


“God, you invite us to dance in delight, shaping and forming in figures of grace. We move to the pulse of creation’s music and rejoice to be part of the making of earth.”

Ian Berry


     She was born in Tuscumbia, Alabama on June 27, 1880, a beautiful, perfect little girl. She was the joy of her parents – a precious child.


    Nineteen months later, she was diagnosed with what doctors called “acute congestion of the stomach and brain.” Some today say she may have had scarlet fever and meningitis. It didn’t matter what it was called back then, or today for that matter – the consequences were devastating. The illness left little Helen blind and deaf for the rest of her life.


      At the age of seven, Helen Keller had already invented over 60 different “signs” that made it possible for her to communicate with family members. Seeking help wherever possible, Helen’s parents enrolled her at the Perkins Institute for the Blind where she met 20-year-old Anne Sullivan, herself visually impaired. Anne didn’t just become Helen’s teacher – she was so much more – mentor, guide and friend. Theirs was to be a 49-year relationship that gave us some of the most soul-stirring writing every penned.


       Of all the people in the world, Helen Keller is one individual I would love to have met. For not only has her life encouraged millions, but what’s more, her optimism surpasses that of most people in the world.


         The other evening I read a special piece Helen Keller wrote. I told my husband, Jim, to close his eyes and listen to the words. I didn’t tell him who had written the piece. When I finished I asked him to tell me how he felt. His answer was one word. “Happy.”


Here’s what I read:

“Sometimes I rose at dawn and stole into the garden while the heavy dew lay on the grass and flowers. Few know what joy it is to feel the roses pressing softly into the hand, or the beautiful motion of the lilies as they sway in the morning breeze. Sometimes I caught an insect in the flower I was plucking and I felt the faint noise of a pair of wings rubbed together in a sudden terror, as the little creature became aware of the pressure from without. Another favorite haunt of mine was the orchard, where the fruit ripened early in July. The large downy peaches would reach themselves into my hand as the joyous breezes flew about the trees, the apples tumbled at my feet. Oh the delight with which I gathered up the fruit into my pinafore, pressed my face against the smooth cheeks of the apples, still warm from the sun, and skipped back to the house!”


       Don’t you love the picture painted by these words written by Helen? My favorites are: “Oh the delight with which I gathered up the fruit into my pinafore, pressed my face against the smooth cheeks of the apples.”


            Think for a moment about these words penned by someone who could not see the shiny, red apple’s skin or hear the songs of the birds. Yet her delight spilled over, not only in her own life, but like a bubbling fountain rolling down into the lives of others. Her joy infused the lives of all she touched. The fulfillment in her life permeated every person she met.


            The psalmist David wrote, “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it” (Psalm 118:24, King James Version). When I read the words that flowed from the life of Helen Keller, I thought of how many blessings I have been given that cause my heart to be filled with delight.


            I invite you to delight yourself in the Lord today and in the beauty He has showered upon you.


“I take delight in you, my God,

I sing a song of joy in my soul.

I proclaim the wonder of your love

Through my words and actions.”

Joyce Rupp


“All praise to Him

     who now hath turned

My fears to joys,

     my sighings to song,

My tears to smiles,

     my sad to glad. Amen.”

Anne Bradstreet


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Dorothy Valcárcel, Author

When A Woman Meets Jesus