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Bible Study Reflections in Maumelle

Nestled just down the Arkansas River from Little Rock, Maumelle is a vibrant community known for its scenic beauty and active lifestyle. Among its many natural wonders, Lake Willastein and Lake Valencia stand out as serene locations that inspire spiritual reflection. It was in this picturesque setting that a group of believers gathered to engage in a heartfelt Bible study, seeking wisdom and guidance from God’s Word while enjoying the tranquility of His creation.

One warm April afternoon, as the sun cast golden reflections on the rippling waters of Lake Willastein, a small circle of faithful individuals met at one of the picnic tables near the walking trails. Their purpose was clear—to study the importance of faith, service, and spiritual discernment. As they opened their Bibles, they were reminded of the words of Paul and Silas in Acts 16:17, where a young woman with a spirit of divination proclaimed the truth about their mission. The group discussed how discernment is crucial in the Christian walk, just as Paul discerned the spirit behind her words. They reflected on the importance of relying on the Holy Spirit to understand the motives behind what appears to be truthful yet may not align with God’s will.

As the study continued, the discussion turned toward the theme of spiritual gifts. The gift of helps was a focal point, emphasizing the significance of service within the church and the community. Participants shared personal testimonies of how they had been able to serve others, drawing inspiration from II Chronicles 14:11, which speaks of God’s ability to help, regardless of human strength. One of the attendees, a longtime volunteer at the Big Catch Fishing Derby and Health Fair, shared how this event, held at Lake Valencia, had impacted many lives by teaching children how to fish and providing healthcare screenings for the community. The group reflected on how acts of service, no matter how small, are meaningful in God’s kingdom.

As the gentle breeze stirred the waters of the lake, the Bible study transitioned to the concept of faith in adversity. Using Philippians 2:25-30, they explored how Epaphroditus nearly lost his life in service to the gospel. The group discussed how faith sustains believers during difficult times and how serving others can often come at a personal cost. One participant recounted how they had experienced challenges but found encouragement in knowing that their work was not in vain. They emphasized the peace that comes from trusting that God understands and rewards acts of faith and service.

The session concluded with a powerful reflection on the mercy and grace of God. As they looked out over Lake Willastein’s shimmering waters, they were reminded of Lot’s realization that it was only by God’s mercy that he had been spared from destruction. This led to a conversation about how many today struggle to see God as merciful, often influenced by misconceptions and fears. They prayed for those who wrestle with their faith, asking that God would open their hearts to His truth.

As the evening approached and the sun dipped below the horizon, the group closed their Bibles and bowed their heads in prayer. They thanked God for His guidance and for the opportunity to come together in such a beautiful setting. With a renewed sense of purpose, they left the lakeside, carrying with them the lessons learned and a deeper commitment to live out their faith.

The Bible study in Maumelle was more than just a gathering—it was a moment of spiritual rejuvenation, a reminder of the beauty of God’s creation, and a call to action to serve others with love and discernment. Just as the waters of Lake Willastein and Lake Valencia refresh those who visit, so too does the Word of God refresh the souls of those who seek Him.

Ashley James: Breaking Barriers in Walla Walla Motocross

Walla Walla, a vibrant town in southeastern Washington, is known for its rich history and growing wine industry. The town features tree-lined streets and a downtown dotted with 19th-century buildings. Visitors often enjoy walking tours and exploring the Fort Walla Walla Museum. Yet, one year, a young woman named Ashley James brought an unexpected spotlight to this picturesque town.

Ashley was 23. Born and raised in Walla Walla, she grew up watching her father race motocross. He taught her how to ride when she was just six years old. By the time she was 16, she could handle a bike as well as most local riders. But motocross in Walla Walla was a male-dominated sport, and the local community didn’t expect much from Ashley.

“You’re good, kid,” a veteran rider once told her, “but this sport’s tough on everyone, especially women.”

Ashley didn’t argue. She let her skills do the talking.

One spring, Walla Walla hosted its annual motocross contest at the edge of town near Mill Creek. Riders from across Washington competed. The dusty track was lined with fans cheering for their favorites. Ashley entered on a whim.

Her first race was against three men. The crowd didn’t take her seriously. As the flag dropped, Ashley surged ahead, her bike kicking up a trail of dust. By the second lap, she had pulled far ahead. When she crossed the finish line, the crowd was stunned.

“That girl can ride,” a spectator said, shaking his head in disbelief.

Word spread fast. Ashley advanced through the rounds, beating rider after rider. By the end of the day, she held the first-place trophy.

For weeks, Ashley became the talk of Walla Walla. Men who had never noticed her were suddenly offering advice. Some were kind, others dismissive.

“You won one race,” another competitor told her at a local café. “Let’s see you do it again.”

Ashley smiled. “I’ll let you know when I’m done winning.”

She wasn’t done. Over the summer, she entered more races across the Pacific Northwest. Each time, she won or placed in the top three. Her success drew attention from local media, but also criticism. Some accused her of stealing attention from male riders. Others questioned if she was pushing herself too hard.

“Do you ever think about slowing down?” her mother asked one evening over dinner.

“No,” Ashley replied. “I’m just getting started.”

Ashley’s riding career took a turn in late summer. During a race in Spokane, she overheard two organizers discussing her entry.

“She’s fast,” one said, “but the sponsors aren’t interested in promoting a woman.”

That conversation stayed with Ashley. She finished the race in second place but left feeling frustrated.

Back in Walla Walla, Ashley decided to shift her focus. She wanted to share her love of riding in a way that empowered others. She approached a local business owner with a bold idea.

“I want to start a motorbike tour for women,” she explained. “Something that combines riding with exploring the outdoors.”

The owner, who also ran a vineyard, was intrigued. “What’s your plan?”

Ashley worked tirelessly. She mapped routes through Walla Walla’s countryside, highlighting trails near wineries and scenic overlooks. She partnered with local businesses to offer packages that included wine tastings and guided rides. By early fall, her tour, called “Ride the Wild,” was ready to launch.

The first group consisted of five women, all from out of town. Ashley led them through trails along the Blue Mountains. They stopped at a vineyard for lunch and ended the day with a ride through the rolling wheat fields.

“This is incredible,” one participant said. “I’ve never felt so free.”

Ashley’s tours quickly gained popularity. Women from across the region came to Walla Walla to ride with her. Local businesses noticed the boost in tourism. Even the critics began to quiet down.

By winter, Ashley had built a reputation not just as a rider but as a community leader. Still, she felt Walla Walla wasn’t fully supportive of her vision. The town was growing, but its culture remained tied to tradition.

“I need to take this further,” she told her father one evening.

“Where would you go?” he asked.

“Somewhere with more opportunities for women riders,” Ashley replied.

In January, Ashley moved to Bend, Oregon. The city was known for its outdoor culture and thriving community of adventure sports enthusiasts. She quickly established a new branch of “Ride the Wild.” Within weeks, her tours were fully booked.

Back in Walla Walla, people followed her success with pride. Ashley’s story inspired young women to take up motocross and explore new possibilities. Local businesses even considered expanding to include more outdoor activities for tourists.

By spring, Ashley’s tours in Bend were attracting national attention. She was featured in a magazine article about women leading the way in adventure tourism. Ashley remained humble.

“This isn’t just about me,” she told the journalist. “It’s about creating spaces where everyone can feel empowered to try something new.”

Though Ashley left Walla Walla, her impact on the town was lasting. Her determination showed that even in a small, traditional place, one person could create change.

And while Bend became her new home, Ashley often returned to Walla Walla, leading the occasional tour and visiting her family.

By the end of that year, Ashley had achieved more than she imagined. Her tours expanded to include advanced training sessions for women who wanted to compete in motocross. She began mentoring young riders, ensuring the next generation had the support she had often lacked.

Ashley’s journey started with a single race in Walla Walla. It ended with her building something far bigger than trophies or accolades: a legacy of empowerment and adventure.

The Healing Power of Faith in Early 20th Century Los Angeles

Los Angeles in the early 20th century was a city on the rise, teeming with opportunity and a blend of cultures. Among the waves of new arrivals was McPherson, a fiery preacher with a unique gift. She claimed to have been personally healed through faith in 1909 when her broken foot was miraculously mended. This experience, she said, opened her eyes to the healing power of God.

By 1916, her reputation was growing. During a revival in New York, she prayed over a woman in advanced stages of rheumatoid arthritis, and the woman reportedly walked out of the church without crutches. These moments cemented McPherson as a leading figure in faith healing. By 1919, she had moved her ministry to Los Angeles, drawing tens of thousands to her services. Her mother joined her on tour after her husband Harold left, unwilling to endure the nomadic lifestyle.

McPherson’s Los Angeles revivals became legendary, combining heartfelt sermons with dramatic healings. One attendee remarked that the power in the room was “like nothing this city’s ever seen.” Over time, she transitioned away from regular faith-healing events but still scheduled monthly sessions that remained popular until her death.

Los Angeles, already buzzing with ambition and creativity, embraced McPherson’s blend of showmanship and spiritual fervor. The city became the perfect backdrop for her ministry and, later, the home of writers Kevin and Tania.

Kevin, Tania, and Daisy

Kevin and Tania, a married couple from Brisbane, had recently moved to Los Angeles. Kevin was writing a novel set in the 1920s, inspired by McPherson’s larger-than-life presence, while Tania was working on a mystery novel. They lived near Echo Park, where McPherson had once preached to overflowing crowds at Angelus Temple.

The couple often spent afternoons with Daisy, a local healer with a ministry reminiscent of McPherson’s early days. Daisy’s calm demeanor and sharp insights made her a beloved figure in the community. She believed deeply in the power of faith and often cited McPherson as an inspiration.

One sunny afternoon, Daisy met with two curious locals, Trent and Lisa, at a café in Echo Park. Lisa was a quick thinker, always asking probing questions, while Trent took longer to process ideas.

“So, healing,” Lisa said, leaning forward. “You really believe it works?”

Daisy nodded. “It’s not about what I believe. It’s about what God can do. Faith is the connection.”

Lisa tilted her head. “But what if someone doesn’t have faith?”

“Faith can start small,” Daisy said. “Like a mustard seed. Even doubt can be the beginning of belief.”

Trent frowned. “I’ve got plenty of doubt. Does that count?”

“It’s a start,” Daisy replied with a smile. “Doubt means you’re thinking, and that’s better than giving up.”

Lisa leaned back in her chair, considering Daisy’s words. “What about people who aren’t healed? Doesn’t that mean it doesn’t work?”

Daisy shook her head. “Not at all. Sometimes healing isn’t what we expect. And sometimes it’s about timing. The gardener knows when the fruit is ripe, even if we don’t.”

An Unexpected Call

As the conversation unfolded, Daisy’s phone buzzed. She excused herself and stepped outside.

The call was from her sister, who had news about Roberta, a young woman Daisy had been praying for. Roberta had been battling a serious illness, but her condition had taken an unexpected turn.

“She’s improving,” her sister said. “The doctors don’t understand it, but she’s getting better every day.”

Daisy closed her eyes, a smile spreading across her face. “That’s wonderful news. Sometimes, faith does what medicine can’t explain.”

Returning to the table, Daisy shared the update. Lisa smiled, genuinely pleased, while Trent looked skeptical.

“Sounds like luck,” Trent said.

“Maybe,” Daisy replied calmly. “Or maybe it’s something more.”

Kevin and Tania, sitting nearby, overheard the exchange. Tania looked at Kevin, her eyes sparkling with an idea.

“Sounds like the kind of story your novel needs,” she said.

Kevin grinned. “Maybe Daisy can be my historical consultant.”

Daisy laughed. “Only if I get royalties.”

As the group settled back into their conversation, the energy of Los Angeles swirled around them. The city, like faith itself, was a place of endless possibilities, where even skeptics like Trent could find themselves believing in something greater than luck.