Becoming A Fearless Woman of God

Becoming A Fearless Woman of God

Becoming A Fearless Woman of God

I felt the familiar tightening of my throat muscles as microscopic beads of sweat broke out on my upper lip. My stomach did a somersault. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath even as the sound of my speeding heart pounded in my ears. Nervously I averted my stare away from that of my friend. I thought for sure she could see in my eyes the grip of fear that had taken hold of me. What brought on this sudden flight response, you might be asking? Simply this. It was my friend’s sweet and unexpected invitation for me to come

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The roaring lion – attack from an invisible foe

The roaring lion – attack from an invisible foe

Every single day that we live and breathe we are fighting against an invisible foe. An invisible foe whose first line of attack is usually launched at our mind with his lies and his deceit. This enemy is not only deceitful, but he is also cunning, conniving and manipulating. And though we may not be able to physically see him, it doesn’t make him any less real or any less powerful. The plan of this invisible foe Our enemy has a well thought out plan. He aims to undermine or shake our confidence and get us to stop believing in

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Resolving to pursue hope in the New Year

Resolving to pursue hope in the New Year

What a year it has been!! 2017, for me, has been one of those years where I now gratefully grab a chair, wipe the sweat off my brow and say “Thank you, Jesus!  You brought me through!” There were seasons of trials that came hard and furious.  In those times I’ve had to stay anchored by faith, hope and trust.  But there has also been other moments, moments filled with joy!   And I have had the privilege of experiencing God’s amazing grace and divine providence.  For this I am extremely grateful. How about you?  What kind of year has it been for you? Even

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Hope was born from Love on Christmas Day

Hope was born from Love on Christmas Day

The Christmas season is in full swing for many of us. We have our trees decorated with festive lights and ornaments while bright-colored stockings have been hung from our fireplace mantles.  All in hopeful anticipation for a visit from the red-suite, round belly, jolly old man. (By the way, that’s for those who still believe in good old Santa Claus.) The malls are alive, crackling with the noise of animated shoppers busy looking for that perfect gift.  I personally try to avoid the malls, as best I can.   I figure I’m less likely to get trampled in a “buy one get one free” stampede

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The honorable role as his help meet

The honorable role as his help meet

When I first got married, I didn’t want to be my husband’s help meet. I was a strong and independent young woman. Sure, I had fallen in love. I also wanted to get married and spend the rest of my life with this wonderful gift of a man God had blessed me with. Still, after surviving the many incredulous events that life had thrown at me, including the death of my dad when I was nine and the responsibility of taking care of my three younger sisters years later, I wanted to feel secure and happy.  I wanted to just

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Time certainly does NOT heal all wounds

Time certainly does NOT heal all wounds

It is said that time heal all wounds. I beg to differ. In fact, I want to challenge this statement. It has been 40 years since my dad died.  I think of him almost every day.  My memories have kept him alive in my heart over the years.  The nine-year old little girl inside of me who watched her dad ablaze from an accidental fire, desperately wants to hold on to the good memories. The way he laughed.  His engaging smile.  The way he looked in his hats.  My dad sure loved his fedoras. I miss my dad and still

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There is a cost to love like Jesus loves

There is a cost to love like Jesus loves

Have you ever prayed this prayer.. “Father, help me to love like you do” I have. In fact, it is a prayer that I utter quite frequently.  It is not only that I need help in this area of my daily living, but that, without this help, the potential for me to be a mean-spirited, ugly person becomes all too real. So, I find myself praying this very prayer whenever my flesh rises up and want to respond unkindly.  On the days when someone tries my patience a little too much or really wound my heart, I am tempted to respond in

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Encouragement can be a life jacket to a drowning man

Encouragement can be a life jacket to a drowning man

God may call us to one or many things as we journey through life.  However, most times, these callings come with some unforeseen challenges. We all want to know we have purpose and we take great delight in the idea that God desires to use us.  Yet when faced with these challenges, we tend to want to question our ability to fulfill our God-given purpose.  We may even question if the call is truly from God or not.  Sometimes these challenges make it difficult to stay the course and run the race to which we have been called. I often

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Gratefully accepting the nomination for the 2017 Liebster award

Gratefully accepting the nomination for the 2017 Liebster award

I have discovered in the one plus year that I have been blogging that the rewards to doing something I love can be endless. One of such rewards include the nomination for the Liebster Award.  This is an award that recognizes and honors new bloggers who have 200 or less followers on their blog site.  This award not only brings recognition for hard work but also provides a great way to connect with others in the blogging world. TO MY NOMINATOR I would like to say a BIG thank you to Cassie Wilson over at http://cassielwilson.com for nominating me and paying

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Self care – Me time for the weary mom

Self care – Me time for the weary mom

  Finally!! A free moment to sit and catch your breath. It has been a chaotic morning.  Actually, come to think of it, so has many of your mornings.  It didn’t help that you slept through the alarm today.  If  only you had made the kids’ lunch before going to bed like you wanted to.  But then if you had, you wouldn’t have had time to fold that extra load of laundry.  And you wouldn’t have been able to put the finishing touches on hubby’s shirt. No point crying over spilled milk, literally.  The clean up cost you the last few

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