Tomorrow I turn 38, and I am so excited. It started at some point today when I realized I am becoming a mature woman. As with most people, my twenties were interesting – a unique blend of trying to triumph over trauma in a way other than healing and pursuing
“God, I want to be close to You again,” I murmured to myself as I dealt with children’s laundry. Certainly this week I overflowed with gratitude that I am a nanny again. I continued letting my murmuring flow forth automatically, listening to the thoughts of my inner self, “I just
Frozen. A famous Disney movie and how I feel when I am trying to get unstuck. I am too easily intimidated by the opinions of others. Too easily swayed into silence by one person opposing me. I don’t need to be frozen. I can melt. I can move. I can
I am discovering I have a broken heart. At least that is how it feels. I didn’t know I had one before I took the time to slow down. I bought a rocking chair (glider) last week, and I have been sitting here rocking and looking out my window at
I want to forgive. Some people think I have. Some people think I handled things pretty well. Some people think I should be much angrier. Some think I should take revenge. Some don’t even understand why I am hurt. But what does it matter what people think? I just want
I had a revelation as I was in a Bible study tonight: there is nothing wrong with being me. If I want to show up in my life with the power of the Holy Spirit, I need to entirely believe this truth. I am who God made me to be,
Have you ever had that feeling where your heart is so full it could burst? The last few days I felt like crying not because I am sad but because I am overwhelmed with gratitude. I am so grateful for many things. It’s little things like the groceries I just
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