Step, step, stumble, fall. Right back up. Step, stumble, fall, up, then right back down. Little, rounded feet summon the courage to try again. Moving to a downward dog position, rump in the air, pushing his body to a standing position. Here we go. Protruding belly and arms gaining balance. Over and over and over …
Yes, Lord. I know, Lord. But I need to do this one more thing before I find time to sit and have a quiet time. I had literally done everything I could to ignore the constant nudging at my heart, my head, my entire body to just sit. And write. To just sit. And listen. …
The whole weekend turned into a train wreck. Unfortunate event after unfortunate event happened, and I just about shrugged my shoulders– daring any feeling to surface–because I just KNEW these events would happen this way. I believed the worst because this is what I told myself to expect. And because I believed the lie, I …
A simple yet terrifying conflict of tug of war. A battle of withholding against giving. A juxtaposition of my head, my heart, and my decisions. Each entity of my life creating a web of actions that become signposts, reminding myself of what can happen in the fire when I believe I am alone. The choices …
Life is a series of mountains and valleys, of highs and lows, of being told, “it’s happening” and then being told, “not right now.” And although I would love to tiptoe from mountaintop to mountaintop, I can’t deny that in my lowest moments, God does His best work in and through me. Being completely unraveled …
My fussy son didn’t want anything but to be in my lap. He wanted to be held in my arms. Of course, I was trying to eat breakfast, drink coffee, basically do all the things to get our day going. I believed he was teething because no matter how I held him, he just couldn’t …
I sat down for a quiet time expecting God to show up big. I selfishly loved the positive response I was getting on social media, and I wanted to continue sharing all that God was teaching me. As I eagerly put my pen to paper, ready to journal all that God was going to tell …
I have to believe God has a plan. With all the ups and downs, two steps forward and five steps back, zigzag lines rushing from point A to point B—I have to trust He is advancing my seemingly crazy life in a direction He finds prosperous. “For I know the plans I have for you,” …
This is your life. With all the ups, downs, and in-betweens. And it was always meant to be your life. But with every season in your life comes different feelings. And as I’ve said before if I let my downhearted feelings take the steering wheel, my life becomes a chaotic car chase where I crash …
Who is the one in control of your thoughts? Does what you think or the way you process your thoughts really matter? Does focusing on God’s thoughts of you and placing His thoughts at the forefront of your mind really change your thinking? I recently attended a women’s conference called “Woven” at Southcrest Church. The …
