Seeking Truth Instead of Proof: Taking Anxious Thoughts Captive {}

Seeking Truth Instead of Proof: Taking Anxious Thoughts Captive

Feb 7th, 2017 Faith

Anxiety is the side effect of my upbringing. It causes me to flip every coin to see the downside. I study the negative. I abide in the cynical. I wait patiently for the other shoe to drop. I jump on a rat wheel of whys and what ifs and run until I derail. For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after…

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Guess What Today Is

Feb 4th, 2017 Uncategorized

This giveaway has officially ended, but I hope you will still check out the merchandise offered by Michelle. It is still my favorite. Since today is my birthday, I wanted to give you a gift. I thought long and hard and decided to get you some of my absolute favorite things that I love and use every day. I partnered with my dear friend, Michelle…

Breathe :: Five Minute Friday {}

Breathe :: Five Minute Friday

Once again, it’s time for Five Minute Friday: the part of the week where I write freely for five minutes and post it for everyone to see. Today’s prompt, courtesy of Kate, is breathe. My free write lies between the slashes (//). “How can someone like me, your servant, talk to you, my lord? My strength is gone, and I can hardly breathe.” Daniel 10:17 //Confession: this scripture steals…

Dear God, Did I Shave My Legs for This? {}

Dear God, Did I Shave My Legs For This?

Jan 31st, 2017 Faith

But when did those promises become expectations? And when did I get to confine them within human parameters? All I did was take God out of a small box and put him in a bigger one. Changing the dimensions of the box didn’t change my heart.

When I tie expectations to my acts of faith or good works, is it still faith? Or is it only seeking reward? Do I genuinely want God’s will in my life or do I want man’s affirmation in the form of big numbers? Will I faithfully write the things God lays upon my heart if only one person reads it? (my grandma?)

Control :: Five Minute Friday {}

Control :: Five Minute Friday

Jan 27th, 2017 Uncategorized

There was a time when I swore that a man like that would never get elected. But he did. Now our standards have shifted. We can no longer gauge what may or may not happen because, for so many of us, the unthinkable has taken place.

But in truth, the unthinkable occurs every day. It just isn’t splattered across our newsfeeds. Families are destroyed. Children are abused. Women are raped. Men are murdered. The religious are persecuted. The weak are preyed upon. The innocent are imprisoned. Justice fails. Lies spread. Hatred consumes. Evil reigns.