Love isn’t about the way a person looks, it’s about the connection you have with someone’s heart. It’s the butterflies you get in your stomach when you know you’re going to see them; it’s the comfort their presence brings you, without them saying anything. It’s knowing that you don’t have to doll yourself up all the time to impress them, because they’re impressed with the way God created you. They don’t love you because of the adornments you use to be fashionable or beautiful for a materialistic world.
Then take a breath, and say hello to the only one who has loved you without ceasing since before you were born.
Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet… 1 Corinthians 15:51-52a On May 6th we welcomed our third child into the world. She is beautiful, wonderful, and such a blessing to our family.…
This is the first time in months I’ve had any desire to write. I fell off the blogging wagon, and when I fall off something I don’t just slip off. Instead I’m as graceful as a ballerina with two left feet and a club leg. I swan dive off that wagon, get my toe caught on the edge and end up belly flopping down a rocky embankment, landing with a gooey splash in the slimy remnants of a paper mill’s runoff.
Not long ago my husband and I contemplated purchasing a home, but as we began the process we quickly realized my student loans were going to be a huge (like $72,000 huge) hurdle. This led to our first aha moment. Even though this wasn’t really a positive thing for us, and it was a huge disappointment, it came to be a huge blessing.
Some days are easier than others. There are great days, and then there are days when I’d rather never get out of bed again. On those days even sunshine doesn’t seem as bright, and I am reminded just how imperfect I really am.
Since the day I got down on my knees and asked Jesus to guide me through this life, to save me from the person I’d become, and to fill me with his Holy and loving Spirit, I’ve seen my life change before my eyes. Some days are easier than others, but each day brings me…
Since my word this year is Fellowship, I’ve been contemplating friendships: how they’re formed, how they’re nourished, and how they fade away.
Each morning this week, after our one-on-one studies are completed, my kiddos and I take a break for some snuggles on the couch.
I’m sure you’ve seen or heard the saying, “When life gets too hard to stand, kneel”. I think I need to focus on that. No matter what is going on in your life, always remember to pray. Pray because you’re happy. Pray because you’re sad. Just remember to do it. I’ll make sure I remember…