After it was over, the realization hit. That was from God, not from me. I have given my recovery testimony so many times and each time I was told I should write a book and applauded for my writing and story telling abilities. I am thankful that God has in fact given those abilities to… Continue reading Reflections on surrender
Tag: grace
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
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
I am not all that tough
Tonight as I was cleaning up the mess I made when this afternoon I decided to make soup, the sign above my cabinets caught my attention. Perhaps it’s the self-reflecting I currently find myself doing a lot. More likely it’s the fact that the elusive rodent (don’t judge me) has apparently made it fall forward… Continue reading I am not all that tough
Emotional dodgeball
I started a Step Study again recently. I honestly don’t remember the first part of the last one. I think I was too broken back then. But this time I’ve jumped all in. I want to figure myself out, to let God continue the work he so graciously is doing. But dang. It’s hard. I… Continue reading Emotional dodgeball
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.
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
It’s good enough
I know. Two blogs in one weekend. Watch out. I had coffee with a friend recently and she truth bombed me. It was just a basic question, but it exposed a piece of me that I don’t love. I denied it at first. Then after mulling it over for another day I had to be… Continue reading It’s good enough
Terminal self-sufficiency
I hate weakness. I remember as a kid, my grandpa called me “sissy” one time. Thinking back, he one hundred percent meant it as “sister” in definition, but I remember being so mad at him. “I am NOT a sissy!” I yelled and then refused to talk to him for an extended period of time.… Continue reading Terminal self-sufficiency
Don’t take the bait
I was in a conversation yesterday. The phrase “imposter syndrome” came up. We were talking about how they realized that they aren’t doing the bad job they thought they were doing. I related to that as I had a meeting last week as a “review” and I was geared up for the worst and yet… Continue reading Don’t take the bait
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