Be Brilliant: “We” instead of “Me”

Be Brilliant: “We” instead of “Me”

It is a mad craze out there, isn’t it?

As we prepare for Christmas, parking lots are like a game of bumper cars. Schedules feel like control top pantyhose. Christmas spending is a haze that will lead us into a depressed daze come January. And don’t get me started about the stress of trying to get a decent family photo. It ain’t happening. Not this year. (So I’m sorry your Christmas card is not in the mail. Look for a nice photo on Facebook in 2018. ;))

As I have been out running around trying to check things off, what appears to be as long as Santa’s global gift, list. There has only been one thing that has brought me true joy in every long line I linger in. People.

At first many of them have that glazed over, sugar crashed look just like mine. But as soon as I smile and say, “Merry  Christmas,” we both seem to light up.

We have six days till Jesus’ birthday. Our natural inclination is going to be to focus inward on our lists, ourselves and our families. But I am beseeching you to go against that instinct and be brilliant.Continue reading

You are invited…We are all Daughters

You are invited…We are all Daughters

It’s a big no-no in the blogging world.  Since last fall, I have only made 2 posts to my blog. However, I haven’t been blogging but I have been writing. Between waddling through my 3rd trimester of pregnancy and caring for our fourth addition since November, I have written my first ever full length bible study.

It’s called, Daughters: Your Identity Rescued, Your Value Restored

It grew out of questions I still had about who I was to God? Do I have value? What does he see when he looks at me? Does he really love me because I really struggle to feel it? Where am I secure? What is my worth? Do I have dignity?Continue reading

what does a New Year hold for you?

what does a New Year hold for you?

What does 2015 hold for you?

It holds what is in your hands. It holds what you reach out for. It holds what you take hold of.

It holds what your heart is willing to open itself to. Where your feet are willing to walk. Wherever you sights are willing to be set. What your mind is willing to dream. Whatever your hands are willing to receive.

It may hold Continue reading

The Challenge – I’m Stuck in My World

The Challenge – I’m Stuck in My World

Tears of conviction welled in my eyes reading words penned of a woman’s faith-filled pursuit to give hope to hopeless women over insurmountable odds.  My heart was overwhelmed with grief. How small my faith has been. How dominant I have let my obstacles get in my mind’s eyes. How big my world has become, and how little I have made the God of the universe.

Bottom line – I have been stuck in my own world. Have you been there too?

At the dinner table, I have sung the song many a time with my sons, “My God is so big, so strong and so mighty, there’s nothing my God cannot do.” But when it has come to life recently, if I am honest with myself, I have been humming, “The obstacles are so big, so strong and so mighty there’s nothing my God can do.”

Woe is me, of little faith.

As I sat writing my convictions and revelation of the minuteness of my faith, our gracious and patient Father reminded my spirit of a verse.Continue reading

Darkness Dispelled

Darkness Dispelled

A guest post by Tracy Stella…

“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.—Matthew 5:14-16 NIV

My cousins and I looked forward to family gatherings.  We didn’t care the reason for the reunion as long as we were able to run around, free like the wind.  We girls giggled and galloped, hair tangled and snarled, as it trailed behind us mid-air.  The boys, destined to find dirt, always ended the day looking a bit disheveled.

Country living often equated to cavorting among cousins.

One of our favorite pastimes happened as dusk hovered over the horizon. Many a summer evening, we carried empty jars in the hope of capturing fireflies.  Their amber blink mesmerized us as they winked our way.  It was their light that attracted us as the fireflies flickered in the sky like some sort of Morse code. Blink. Blink. Blink, Blink. Blink — Blink — Blink.

The source of their light was a mystery to us. Continue reading