Old love

I recently had the opportunity to write for a blog called the Mudroom.  I love their tagline, “The Mudroom is a place for the stories emerging in the midst of the mess.” And that’s exactly what life is, our stories emerging in the midst of the mess. Because let’s face it, life is nothing if not messy.

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Love is something that can be hard and messy at times too.  It’s like a banged up, bruised up family heirloom that holds all of our secrets.  We cling to it throughout the years, knowing that even with all of its faults, it holds immense value to us.

“Old love carries our disappointments, pain, and failures together in the same tender hands that hold our memories, laughter and dreams. Amazingly, it’s in the compilation of them where we discover the deepest, strongest roots of love.”

To read the rest of my post and check out their blog, head over to The Mudroom.

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True daughters of Sarah

fear and anxiety

Unanxious and unintimidated.

These two words don’t necessarily describe me. I’d like them to. I’m working on it. I’m just not quite there yet.

I’ve spent far too much time feeling anxious. I hate even admitting that, but it’s the truth. My heart starts racing, sometimes my palms get a little sweaty. Thoughts start swirling around in my head and at times I begin to actually feel physically sick. A knot begins to form in my stomach. The skin around my neck and shoulder area gets all red and blotchy. Ugh. Just writing about it is making me feel anxious!

Being the favor of God for your spouse

favorFavor. It’s a word we don’t really use a lot in today’s society. But it’s something I’ve been praying for lately. The favor of God that is. I’m finishing up a book by Mark Batterson entitled “Circle Maker.” In it the author refers to the favor of God as “God doing something for you that you cannot do for yourself.” I want that. I want God working on my behalf to grant me favor in my family, in my marriage and in my community. I want his favor to rest on Cornerstone Church that we may continue to touch our town for God’s glory. I want Him to do something that I cannot do for myself. I want his favor.