The cares of this world overwhelm us as the weight of two thousand Christmases past settles on our shoulders. We see the brokenness all around us and we wonder how much longer God will leave the world this way. We thought things would be different by now. We were sure that God would make it all better.
The birth of The Messiah was the most extravagant gift ever given. We can never match it's greatness, but we can express our gratitude and magnify The Lord.
The celebration of the Thanksgiving holiday is just beginning. We need to continue the spirit of thanksgiving all the way through the holiday season. And really year round.
When I'm consuming a steady diet of the worlds entertainment, my mind not stayed on Christ. It's the spiritual equivalent of eating cake for every meal. It might seem good at the time, but it leaves you feeling sluggish and sick. Sure, I might be having my daily quiet time, but opening my Bible for a few minutes in the morning then spending the rest of the day watching Netflix, is like eating a carrot before my breakfast cake thinking that will erase the effects of the cake.
God's warrior princesses are supposed to be different. They are set apart and called to higher purpose. When a daughter of The King of kings is dressed for battle she will look very different than what the world expects.
So far I haven’t used this space share many details about my family’s struggles over the past three years. We tend to be very private people, my husband most of all.
The stories of my life are not mine only. They also belong to the people I share my life…
God promised to meet our needs, but the gap between what we think we need, and what we actually need is wide enough to hold the contents of a small galaxy. When we let ourselves get drawn in by the flowery words and overly white smiles, we're short changing ourselves and causing our growth to be stunted in a couple of important ways.
As I’ve been thinking about getting back into blogging after a long break and some pretty big change, I’ve found myself wondering just what I have to offer. The past three years have been the hardest of my life and the emotional tank has almost run dry.
While I’ve felt…
All day I think over and over, maybe I'm not supposed to be doing this. Maybe that's why it's so hard. Surely if this is what I'm supposed to be doing it wouldn't be this hard.
Ever had one of those days? You know, one of those days where you're awakened by a tiny person in the predawn hours, and it's one urgent need after another, until noon when you realize that not only are you still not dressed, but you haven't eaten anything, the cup of coffee you poured yourself six hours ago is still sitting on the counter, now cold, and your Bible is somewhere still unopened. Yeah, one of those days. They happen.