Our God is a God of promise, and our story is one of the promise fulfilled.
Breaking up is always painful. And you may feel like no one sees you - or understand the depth of the agony you're going through. But He does. And His compassion on you will walk you through your hard.
So it's no longer oxymoronic to place the word 'victors' next to who we used to be: 'victims', because this is the way to defy average, anxiety, and ageing.
When we believe in people for who they presently are, and invest in people in who they can potentially be --- we make imprints, change lives, carve history, and sustain a ministry that outlasts natural lives.
See, it's your love relationship with Him that sets the tone of your love and attraction to him, and your commitment to Him that controls your priorities and decisions about him.
Perhaps it's true that the best things in life come in small doses of love. And that every mama needs a girlfriend (or two), no matter the age - and it's the sprinkle of friendship that makes life wonderfully rich, and helps you to weather through any storm. Yeah, there's no illusion to it: relationships can… Continue reading Why we’re better & stronger together & how no woman’s an island of her own
I came across this post written a long long time ago, which I never got around to quite finish off...reading it again reminded me the truth about God's love to us -- His gentleness... His mercy over our failings...His patience over our slowness... and His good plan over our brokenness...and especially on days when you feel like you can… Continue reading How to survive motherhood when you’re homesick
Jesus answered and said to her, “Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again, but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.” John 4:13-14 (NKJV) Apparently, we women… Continue reading How to Find the Love You’ve Been Longing For When Hope’s Been Dashed into A 1000 Pieces
"O Lord, my heart is not lifted up; my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvellous for me. 2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me." (Psalm 131:1-2)… Continue reading How to Have A Ridiculously Great Day – Everyday!
Dear You, Really, it's You, and Me, and Us...and the whole company of us all here, who feel a little like losers...like we've made the biggest blunders today...and regret over the failure of not parenting right...who flounder our way through our day - emotional - and days feeling far from perfect... You - and I - and us,… Continue reading Twilight Grace in Impossible Places
"Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers, but his delight is in the law of the Lord and on His law he meditates day and night..." (Psalm 1:1-2) I run my hand through the burgeoning thickness of her… Continue reading Enjoying Life Small
When they broke the news, my world broke into a thousand fragments. They flew him in a coffin, face white as brazen snow. The warm dances of his fingertips once ruffling through my hair, his gentle soothing voices calming me to sleep, stopped short, and sudden. There wasn't time for any goodbyes and the last story's still hanging in mid air... When… Continue reading How to Reclaim the Broken Within You
The middle boy dragged himself across the room, flinging dirty socks and leaving trails of leaves and sand across the doorway. The oldest girl unpacked school bag, waltzing back into the living room, hugging literatures and vowing to finish them all by tonight. The toddler clung to my feet, arms raised, asking to be carried, completely oblivious to how… Continue reading Enough Grace for Our Day
My mind often swirls with thoughts and my heart races to write... yet I struggle... I halt creative ideas longing to be penned...thoughts begging to be put into words...moments pleading to be captured into memories...and emotions,...asking to meet the Word so feelings can be birthed into living... Writing is hard... Because anything that requires a bit of us to give away… Continue reading Blogging for the Audience of One
I have no idea how rapidly time's elapsed, or how children seem to grow in a blink, but I turned around this morning and saw three wide-smiling faces from the back of the car, chatting away as if they were the best of friends, eating crumbs off their fingers with the least of care in the world ...and… Continue reading When Having Children Changes You