4 Steps to Live Loved and Love Lavishly

4 Steps to Live Loved and Love Lavishly

 

Nearly every night, my nine-year-old son snuggles up to my two-year-old daughter in her toddler bed and sweetly says, “Ella, can I give you a hug? Will you tell me, I love you Cole?”

Come on! Really??? Isn’t this stuff only in movies? Nope, I didn’t make it up for a good opening. That is my sweet boy! His daddy is raising him right!

However, this memorable moment gets shut down with Ella’s response.Continue reading

The Key to Living Loved

The Key to Living Loved

With my journal pried open. The darkness and doubts of my heart poured out in prayer on the page. My pen awaited His response. His invitation. Spoken to my spirit. And my pen began to write…

Learn to sit still and let my love saturate your soul.

Learn to sit still. (Well, who has problems with that? Ahem.)

Let my love saturate your soul. (But why?)

Learn to live loved. (What?)

As I fumbled through understanding this invitation, I was reminded of a mundane activity I had just engaged in.Continue reading

What Is Your Invitation?

What Is Your Invitation?

I was already disappointed as I nestled into a dimly lit corner of my local coffee shop. My soul was desperate to be refreshed by God’s presence, but already the moment was not living up to my expectation.Continue reading

3 Gifts God Gives

3 Gifts God Gives

What makes most little boys eyes light up even when it’s not Christmas morning? Trains. All three of my little men loved or still love trains. One Saturday morning, my hubby and I had the brilliant idea to take them to a train diner for breakfast.

As all quality train diners, it was located right next to the tracks. Our car tires stumbled over the rails. Screeched into a parking space. While our boys launched from the car like Tom Cruise evacuating from his plane in Top Gun. (If you’re too young to know that reference, I am sorry. Your loss.)

So the boys bolt into the restaurant. Jump into the booth. And then I blew it.

I say, “Boys, just look at them. Look at all the trains!!”

My boys started banging on the glass cabinets where collector train engines were stored.

“No babies, don’t bang on the glass. Just look at them! Shh….”

Big mistake. Big. Huge. We should have just left.Continue reading

5 Ways Satan Works in our Wilderness

5 Ways Satan Works in our Wilderness

All within moments of each other. Thing 3 spued in the mini. Thing 4 had a diaper explosion. Thing 1 needed immediate assistance with mounds of make-up work. And Thing 2, well, in the distant hopes to keep him healthy, a full scrub-the-deck initiative had begun.

As I hauled the 5th laundry basket down the stairs, it dawned on me that something else might be going on and I literally began to laugh. You see I was about to leave to go share God’s Word with a group of women going on their leadership team retreat. The very next day.

Sometimes we can laugh, when we sense that Satan might be coming against us, but other times all we can do is cry. Continue reading