I cried my way through most of this evening. Happy tears, I promise. I was reminded that my Abba is the Repairer of broken things. I thought I’d share this beautiful song with you in case you are prone to forget like I am…. He will break your darkness. He is the calm in…
I’m sharing “Tree of Life” joining The Nester and friends for #write31days and joining like-minded sisters at Still Saturday and Give Me Grace. To see all of the posts in this series, head on over here.
As we head into the weekend, here are some wise words to consider: 1. “We can always name a trial and a hard place. But when we look past our own pain, and help someone in theirs, we see we aren’t alone. We can step back and get a different perspective and sometimes that view leads to…
I am a pimple popper. If I see a red blotch on my face, something triggers in my brain that moves straight to my fingers. I squeeze, squeeze, squeeze the life out of those little boogers. But, I am trying to reform. I am trying to reform because my husband is not a fan of…
I wish I could have more of a Mr. Rogers mentality sometimes. I could use his calm temperament on difficult days. Fred Rogers was a man of precise habits and traditions. He did the same things every day, and his inner serenity was not impacted by outward circumstances. I’m not sure that I am always…
Whenever I travel by plane or boat, the trip always begins with instructions on safety procedures. I know to put the oxygen mask on myself before a toddler. I know this in my head, but when the turbulence hits, I go into panic mode and flail around in fear. Today, the Lord reminded me that…