This year has been an eye-opener. I think everyone says that every year and that's a good thing, it means that we are moving forward or at least touching the deeper meanings of life. But, seriously, it feels as though this year kept my eyelids peeled back until the dryness of my eyeballs was no … Continue reading Setting Boundaries (intro)
As an adult, this word means almost nothing to me. But, as a child hearing the word "revolutionary" sparked imaginative feelings of drive and innovation. I want to change the world! Teachers and adults were always pushing the idea onto us (as children). This directive was loud and clear. I MUST change the world!
I originally planned to use today's blog to explain why I won't share any photographs of my baby online. Why? I guess because I feel strongly about consent and privacy of minors, among other things. So I spent an hour writing out my point-of-view... Then, I heard a Fatherly voice say, "who cares?" Well, hello, I … Continue reading Just let go already
Becoming free means literally becoming new! I did not have to fall into my old ways just because that is what I was used to. I not only had permission to change, become a new person, but I was encouraged to do so. Everyday God would stick His hand in my heart and rearrange my dispositions. The Spirit would speak to me by drawing me towards or pulling me away from something.
Speaking about sin tends to put people, especially unbelievers, on defense. That tension is not dignified proof of your innocence. It's the enemy's way of keeping you distant from God, read Part 1. How can we ever get close to God if we are sinning? If we are always going to be sinners? Well, I … Continue reading Why You are Free to be Free (pt. 2)
Under any circumstance, because of my relationship with my body, I believed that I would have a wonderful pregnancy free of pain and yucky symptoms. Yea, I know, wishful thinking. You may find this laughable but I consider my personal "morning sickness" to be a product of spiritual sickness, not biology.
Yuck, right? This story is always too good to be true because we are human and life is not a movie. Falling out of line with the perfect story shattered me when I finally got a grip. When God slowed everything down, I was able to see from third person POV that I was actually making my own mess. Only as a viewer, was I able to understand the cause-and-effect of my own life.