This past weekend I planted 7 large bushes. Digging the holes ‘bout killed me. I was determination to get through all the roots, rocks, and clay. I jumped on that shovel like my life depended on it. Wrestled those shrubs out of their buckets and into my hard-fought holes. Filled back in the edges with… Continue reading When You Just Want to Hide the Hard
Category: Hope
Be Who You Already Are
I was sharing with a dear friend some hard things that were happening and she texted me this, “God will provide abundantly and be your Bridegroom. He is King. Be His beloved.” Gentle but powerful words that went straight to my heart. In those words I heard, “Be who you already are.” I am Beloved.… Continue reading Be Who You Already Are
Following the Conductor
There is a rhythm to life now. Although I’m still a tad awkward, I think I’m getting the hang of it. My life like a musical score with all its high notes and low notes and harmonies and minor clashes and key changes…it’s beautiful in its unpredictability and challenging in its complexity. Still, it is… Continue reading Following the Conductor
Prayer Is…
Prayer has been both my first response and my last resort. It has been the thread of sanity through difficult seasons. The words that put me back to sleep during a restless night. Prayer is the ending of long days The blessing offered with my children at night. The quiet of the morning and the… Continue reading Prayer Is…
Hopefully
Advent – Hope “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13 How simply beautiful is the phrase “God of hope”. The God who breathes life, speaks creation, and loves unceasingly,… Continue reading Hopefully
When Ordinary is Not Enough
I’m so busy wanting small things to make life easier, and God is telling me to ask for big things that make life extraordinary.
Advent – A Long Line
He doesn’t love us in spite of who we are…He loves us as we are…His precious children. His dear ones. The apples of His eye. Chosen by Him for Him.
Without a Doubt
Rivers and Fires
He is continually holding my face in His gentle hands and pulling my eyes to His and reminding me once again that the only true peace is found in Him. Nothing else.
Advent, a Little Doubt, and A Lot of Prayer
Because maybe in grasping truly what He went through for us, we, as a family, can grasp how our lives fit into a grander plan. How enduring difficulties doesn’t reveal a lack of love from God but rather reflects God’s love. He loves us enough to allow hardship for holiness, and pain for a purpose, and seasons of seeming silence for bountiful blessings beyond.
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