Have you ever stumbled upon a feeling of peace that didn’t make sense? Where everyone around you is in awe of the peace you display in a troubling situation? That’s God’s peace. It’s supernatural…and real! I don’t know if you read my posts regularly, but if you do, you’ll know that I’ve been riding a bit of a storm lately. I’ve been praying for God to show me His will, asking Him to guide my steps. And even when I moved forward, I still had this uneasy feeling that I was jumping out of a boat in the middle of
Do you set aside one day a week for God? Do you seek one day of rest like He did? Do you love Sundays as much as I do? I don’t know about you, but I protect Sunday fiercely. Not only is it the one day a week where I get to gather with other believers and worship God, but it is the one day of the week that I choose as Sabbath. A typical Sunday in my house, while it does involve a fair amount of napping, my Sabbath lately has come in the form of these blog posts.
Romans 15:2 says “Each of us should please his neighbor for his good, to build him up. I live in what is seriously the BEST neighborhood in the whole, wide world. Seriously. THE BEST! I’m surrounded by some of the nicest people on an old block of houses built in the 1920’s. Artie and Nancy on my left are so easy to love Diane on my right is a sweetheart. Bill and Rita on the corner along with Sharon and Mark across the street are always there with a wave and a smile. Diane likes to host little neighbor get-togethers
Let me start with a little story…. School started for my girls and a new school year means one thing when you have teens. New shoes. (Of course!!) Since we have two teen girls, we have to be super mindful of our budget or it will quickly get out of control buying shoes and clothes, not to mention the important school supplies. A few weeks ago, my 13 year old found some shoes she really wanted. But they were more than we could spend. I had her try them on, and see how they fit, and told her we’d keep
Can I ask you a personal question? When is the last time you had a good old prayer of confession? And I’m not talking about a formal prayer, I’m talking about a soul-bearing, gut-wrenching raw prayer when you realize that you’ve done something terribly wrong. A prayer that you wouldn’t want anyone else but God to hear? I really hope I don’t sound like a prude I’m only asking you because I’m asking it of myself today. Because if we can’t admit in times of prayer where we are going wrong, we likely aren’t even admitting it to ourselves. And if we
My oldest, Chloe got her learners permit and started DRIVING! Talk about fear! That first ride in the passenger seat while my baby took mine and her younger sisters life in her hands was a moment that taught me a lot about patience and giving up control! But I’m so happy for her. I remember what it was like getting behind the wheel for the first time myself. For one of our first drives, we stopped over to see my nephew who is 20 years old. Chloe couldn’t wait to have Alex see her behind the wheel. While we were