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Terminal perfection

It’s the start of Lent, Ash Wednesday to be exact. (And Valentine’s Day. Random). There’s something about Lent that draws me to it, to be intentional about the things. It’s the reminder of how Christ suffered and died just for me. I like to do a Lent study. This year it’s from Well-Watered Women, which… Continue reading Terminal perfection

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Wilderness preparation

For he is the one about whom the prophet Isaiah had spoken: “The voice of one shouting in the wilderness, ‘prepare the way for the Lord, make his paths straight’” Matthew 3:3 When I think of the wilderness, I don’t equate it with a good time. I know there are people who like that kind… Continue reading Wilderness preparation

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I’m powerless…but He’s not.

I recently had a heart procedure. It’s one that had been brought up off and on for 20 years. But the risk never outweighed the benefit in my mind. It wasn’t bad enough to let someone play with my heart…until it was. I had a condition called SVT…supraventricular tachycardia. (In faith I’m using past tense… Continue reading I’m powerless…but He’s not.

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Hope…when it looks hopeless

I wrote about this on Instagram the other day but God has me in Jeremiah. Why? No idea. But I’m learning not to question…much. What I was struck most by this verse was the context it was in. People pull it out as hope that everything is going to be fine. But that does it… Continue reading Hope…when it looks hopeless

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Hold my hope

The last year and a half have been hard, brutal even. That’s not a news flash. We’ve all been affected in some way. We’ve all been changed in some way. Last weekend I felt challenged to find my fight again. To fight for me again. And this week I’ve been mulling that over in my… Continue reading Hold my hope

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Beauty in the Broken

I had the opportunity to have a couple of days off, which were amazing. I spent yesterday with my nieces, which was fabulous. It’s been a long time since we were able to just spend time without it being a socially distant activity. There’s something amazing about an almost 5 year old snuggling in on… Continue reading Beauty in the Broken

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Fighting for joy

I heard the phrase "fight for joy" recently and it struck me how ironic and yet how true the phrase is. Sometimes it's a literal fight, a struggle, a war to just find joy. I feel like that phrase sums up where I'm at right now. In a season supposed to be filled with joy… Continue reading Fighting for joy

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A troubled heart

It's 4:35am or so says the clock on the top of this screen. I've been trying to go to sleep for a solid 3 hours at least. I've tried all the things. AC is on polar ice caps. Noise machine on rain storm (even though there's a natural rain storm outside). Weighted blanket. I can't… Continue reading A troubled heart