How God’s Greatest Gifts are the Ones We Don’t Ask For

Birthday parties are hassle free and relaxing…said no parent ever! For any of us who’ve had or will have to plan a child’s birthday party, it can be quite stressful.

Once the day arrives and things run smoothly, we find a moment to exhale and enjoy the look on our child’s face as they beam with joy over a time celebrated just for them. We watch with anticipation as they unwrap their presents and wait for the smile that appears followed by a thank you (hopefully). Why do we do this? Because we love our children and it brings us happiness to see their happiness.

How God's Greatest Gifts are the Ones We Don't Ask For

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Crumbling Air Castles…How I Started Dating Divorcees

Not long ago it had never occurred to me to date a guy who had been married before.  Honestly, I had just never given it a thought.  Of course, I would end up marrying a wonderful Christian guy who had waited his whole life just for me!  Why in the world would I ever think God might have something different for me?  I had dreams of my future marriage built up in beautiful gilded air castles.

But that all changed several years ago, when I met Rick.  We met through mutual friends and after several months of getting to know each other in group settings, it became clear that we were attracted to one another.  It seemed like everything was headed in the right direction.  Then it all changed…

How I Started Dating Divorcees

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Looking Up to Someone Who Can Mentor You

Last month I wrote on my experience with the destructive cycle of comparing. I believe this is an area all women (and men, to a degree) struggle with. When I was writing the post, I realized I was trying to justify my comparing by calling it, “looking up to people.” But there is a distinct difference between looking up to people and comparing myself to others.

Looking Up to Someone Who Can Mentor You

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For Single Moms: Modeling Patience and Forgiveness to Your Children

While I was driving my son to school, he informed me of a homework assignment that should have been done the previous night. Jeremy is in the third grade and hates it, particularly math. If I ask him what he did during the day his answer is, “I don’t know.” I would have better luck winning fifty million dollars in a lottery than pulling any sort of school related information out of him.

The incomplete assignment was a math assignment, of course. When I asked why he didn’t tell me about the homework, his response was, “I forgot.” Immediately, I lost my cool and raised my voice, even said harsh words about his irresponsibility.

Single Moms Modeling Forgiveness and Patience to Your Children

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How Rape Led Me to Jesus

God do you care? God were you there?

Were you there when her world fell apart?
When he took her identity?
When he took her hope and threw it on the ground?
How did you let that happen?
Why didn’t you stop it?
This little girl.
The child you adore.
The one you made in your image. Remember her?
Remember the promises you gave her?
To protect her.
Did you forget about her?

Then she looked in the mirror.
Broken.
Hurting.
Empty.
Garbage.
Used.
Abused.
Trash.
That’s what she saw.

But God, he saw something else.
He hadn’t forgotten his daughter.
His child.
His Princess.
In God’s eyes, she was as beautiful as ever before.

That night, God whispered into her ear, that he was there.
He had been there the whole time.
He held her hand.
He comforted her heart.
He cried.
He paced.
He was angry. Furious.
His heart broke as he watched his little girl hurt from the sin of the world.

God’s precious daughters, don’t lose hope.
God was there with you and with you he will always be.

How Rape Led Me to Jesus

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