Encouraging Women to Live Rooted in the Sacred
If you give a girl a year…she might just ask for a word to go with it. And if she asks for a word to go with it…she might just find herself undone by grace. It’s that time of year again…renewed dreams, fresh commitments, and—my favorite—new “Words of the Year.” Every January, I’m excited to see the diversity of themes…
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Tell me The StoryOf JesusWrite on my heartEvery wordTell methe storyMost preciousSweetestthat everWas heard ~ Blessed to link up this week with Weekend Whispers , Words with Winter , Intentional Tuesdays, RaRa Linkup, Testimony Tuesday, Titus 2sday , #TellHisStory , Coffee for Your Heart , Women with Intention Wednesdays , Thought-Provoking Thursday , #DanceWithJesus , Faith and Friends Friday and Faith Filled…
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Laying warm clothes onto the bed, I notice your shirt. Black, the required color for work. You’re 20 now, and…how blessed I am to have these last months with you at home, still able to do your laundry if I manage to beat you to it. Gone are the days of munchkin-sized onesies approximately as big as your current shoe…
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We’ve all heard the term “Mean Girls” before, right? We might’ve even known a few, over the years. Well—step aside “Mean Girls,” — God’s girls are Nice Girls. A Sisterhood that thrives on Hospitality of Spirit, empowering one another with social grace. A sisterhood that remembers—when one succeeds, we all succeed, because—ultimately all the glory belongs at His feet, not…
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Seriously, God? Well, goody. I might’ve waved the “Word of the Year” bandwagon right-on-by this year, had I known. Truth be told, sometimes I’m riding up front with the band, embracing my “One Word” with abandon, while other times I’m crashing the whole blessed wagon into the ditch, in “What-Was-My-Word-Again?” fashion. Pretty sure I put in my request for a…
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Who do you think you are anyway? You’re just a random girl with a common dream. You know you’ll be misunderstood. Like a relentless housefly on a hot summer day, he’s the pesky accuser, forever seeking to edge his way between my head and my heart. He holds court, as if the “Truth, whole Truth, and nothing but the…
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