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  • You Don’t Have To “Muster” Up Your Mustard Seed of Faith or Hope…

     I was laying on my bed today, resting in the warm glow of the sun that was spilling through my bedroom window. As my eyes came to rest on this picture I have hanging on my wall, they landed on the last word of the verse and just settled there. “A future…” Such aMore Read more

  • The Truth, in Love, About Why I Wasn’t “Feeling It” {His Presence}

     In God’s presence are peace, joy, feelings of freedom and love. ALL the goodness. The other day I wasn’t feeling peaceful, I was feeling anxious. I wasn’t feeling joy, I was feeling “meh”. I wasn’t feeling free, I was feeling trapped in circumstance. I wasn’t loving and being content with life, I was lustingMore Read more

  • Even If

    This post I wrote popped up in my “On This Day” memories from four years ago. It was the beginning of my learning to be still with God, which was simultaneously peaceful, hopeful, and unsettling (in the worldly ways) and scary. But He has been SO faithful! We have gone through some stuff since then,More Read more

  • Dig Out, Don’t Let It Accumulate

    “This feels kinda pointless,” I said to my husband, as we trudged out together to shovel the driveway just now. “The snow isn’t stopping anytime soon. We are just going to have to shovel again in the morning.” “Yep,” he said. “But if we wait, it’ll be twice as deep by then.” Touché. He hadMore Read more

  • When Home Is IN You, You Can Feel At Home Wherever You Go

    Have you ever caught yourself smiling a genuine smile, and had it really stop you in your tracks? Have you ever surprised yourself with a laugh? I have. It’s miraculous, getting to know your REAL self again… or maybe for the first time ever, when God removes depression, anxiety, grime, and even glitter, pride, proving,More Read more

  • Don’t Follow Your Heart

    I’ve had this “follow your heart” picture by my coffee maker since we moved into our house over seven years ago. Every single day almost, it has toppled onto the floor. You can’t tell, but the backside of it is cracked. I’ve decided it’s a lie that God wanted me to see was broken. “TheMore Read more