Name Above All Other Names

This is a difficult post to write. It's difficult because the Holy Spirit is currently working on my heart in this area, currently convicting me of something I've been doing wrong...for years.  It's an area where I personally need to grow.  Maybe I wasn't really aware of what I was doing.  Maybe society accepts certain words and phrases so easily, so readily, and I've fallen prey to just being like everyone else in the world--or, do I dare say, everybody else in the church. Maybe we all do this to some degree.

Those "Just Like Ol' Jeans" Kind of Friends

Several years ago (hmmm....must be a good two decades by now...YIKES), I had gone with two friends from college to drop the one friend off in an urban ministry training school in NYC.  While climbing stairs up to my friend's room-to-be, I met someone who was going to be on my friend's team AND on my team, which didn't start for another month.  We talked for quite a while and seemed to hit it off.  We actually wrote some letters back and forth--encouraging one another in the Lord.

Laughing With the Dust Bunnies

Before I had kids, I would harshly judge others' homes.  I had a friend who literally had a dust bunny hopping across her kitchen floor.  I was shocked, grossed out, and my opinion of this friend plummeted.  My house was in order.  My house was dusted.  I cleaned my shower on a daily basis. I could eat off of my kitchen floor. Yet, I failed to recognize that she had something I didn't:  a passel of kids.

Planning for God's Plan

I'm a planner.  I like to know what's going to happen, when it's going to happen, and I usually have everything lined up accordingly.  Yet, repeatedly, God places me in situations where I don't know what's going to happen, where I can't plan, and where I have to (fully...not partially) rely on Him.  In all such situations, He is faithful to lead me, guide me, and carry me through to where He wants me to be.  While I know this to be true, I continually kick and scream like a raging toddler whenever I feel like I have no clue as to what is going on.  

Joy Really Does Come in the Morning...Right?

On Sunday our pastor spoke on having joy in our lives.  On Monday I woke up and contemplated joy.  Honestly, I don't know about you, but I know that I have times when I struggle to have joy.  ACTUALLY, I have times when I struggle just to get out of bed...knowing what the day ahead MIGHT bring.  Joy is the LAST thing on my mind; I'm thinking about just surviving

Seeing the Truth

Several decades ago, I bought a Christian Growth Study Bible advocated by YWAM.  This has been one of my all-time favorite Bibles.  I really like that it has little blurbs about different unreached people groups throughout it.

The Tooth of the Matter

Last night my husband asked Little Sparkler (I think that name suits her...what do you think?) if she had brushed her teeth already or not.  She (too) quickly replied, "Why, YES."  I remembered that we were out of the bathroom cups that I normally keep in there and asked her what she had done when it had come time to rinse.  She again (too) quickly replied, "There were cups."  Then, she scurried on over to the bathroom and closed the door.  While she was in there, my husband and I heard her rummaging through the cabinet under the sink.  You know what she was doing?


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