#believing truth

Busy. So very busy. Overwhelmed. Keeping up. Appearances. Tasks and “to do”s. He came into our world quietly. Like all babies, pushing his way into the middle of people, some who would love, some who would hate. Some who would worship and adore, some indifferent and unaware. Not forcing Himself onto you.But inviting you to take Him into your life.That very life given by Him. Created for you, by…

Ever Feel Like You don’t Belong?

  Most of my life I have felt left out, looked over, and that I didn’t really fit in or belong. Some of this was because I moved so many times during my school years. I was always trying to fit into a new crowd of people who already had their cliques. And I was shy and anxious, which sure didn’t help my cause. Being taller than the other students, and often the teachers, made me feel gangly and…

Warning: long post ahead. Hopefully your attention span is longer than the average person’s (eight whole seconds) because this is really good stuff. Grab a cup of something and take a minute.    I.Love.Sparkles! Anything is better with sparkles–clothes, nails, shoes, jewelry—shoot, I’d wear sparkles on my face if I could do it without looking like I’m trying to be a three-year-old princess. And…

  It doesn’t matter what is being said about you. It doesn’t matter what others think of you. What matters is what you think of yourself! And if you believe lies about yourself, then you will act on those lies instead of the truth. Any words that make you seem “less than” the amazing person you were created to be is a LIE! Those words may come from the chatter in your brain, just regurgitating…

  Gustave Flaubert said, The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe. 

I have found this to be quite true! In the early nineties I experienced one of the hardest periods of my life. During this time I wrote so much that my hand stayed in a perpetual cramp (no laptops back then!). I had a student teacher at that time who was wonderful with my class. She needed time without…

The God Who Stays

My shame can’t separate, my guilt can’t separate, my past can’t separate, I’m Yours forever. My sin can’t separate, my scars can’t separate, my failures can’t separate, I’m Yours forever. You’re the God who stays. You’re the One who runs in my direction when the whole world walks away. You’re the God who stands with wide open arms. And you tell me nothing I have ever done can separate my heart

Numb Choices Aren’t Smart

Focus! It seems we are always hearing how important focus is to reaching our goals and bringing our desires to us. However, sometimes our focus is totally off. We work hard, do what we think we should, spin our wheels, and run faster on the hamster wheel, only to remain stagnant. Why do you suppose this is? Well, one possibility is that when we are determining our focus, our brains are actually…