My Daughter, Rise from the Ashes

My Daughter, Rise from the Ashes

Those of you who know me and follow my blog might have noticed I have not posted over the last 4 months. The sudden loss of loved ones and coping with several physical injuries has led my family on a difficult and challenging journey this year. I found myself in an unwelcome and spiritually dry place. One where I felt I could neither give nor receive much of anything. I felt stuck! Deeply stuck! Honesty, I am not surprised to have found myself in this place. This rut. You see, during the last few months of 2017, I felt led

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Breaking free from moments of discouragement

Breaking free from moments of discouragement

This past week I have been feeling blah! I didn’t even want to write a post. If the truth be told, I was having an encounter with discouragement. “Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why have you become disturbed within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him for the help of His presence.” Psalm 43:5 Low energy, an unusually harsh winter season, and exhaustion from work have all fuelled this lack of motivation to do much. This funk has only proved to make me feel miserable and seems to magnify other issues to appear

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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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Time certainly does NOT heal all wounds

Time certainly does NOT heal all wounds

It is said that time heals 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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Choosing to have hope in the midst of pain

Choosing to have hope in the midst of pain

I debated writing this post. If not for any other reason, it’s this….transparency is not easy! And it’s especially not easy when our situation is still fresh or ongoing. Most times we are more inclined to share when we have gone through our experience and come out the other end victorious. But, even just making the decision to share in struggles somehow has the power to be comforting. Though this post is not about full disclosure, I felt lead to share this much. No one wants to feel pain!! As a Registered Nurse, I know it’s common knowledge that pain

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Freedom from fear through Christ

Freedom from fear through Christ

Fear. For such a small word it sure packs a mighty punch. Like a little giant it looms ominously over certain areas of our life. I sometimes think of fear as that little black fly that comes in as soon as I open the front door. Even though I may not necessarily see it all the time, I can hear it buzzing from room to room, taunting me “you can’t get me.” Sometimes no matter how much I swat at that little sucker, it always seem to evade getting smacked down. That’s like fear! It gets into areas of our

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Transform your day with five minutes in His presence

Transform your day with five minutes in His presence

Every night I sleep with my phone charging on my night stand as most people do.  When I awake in the mornings I usually spend a few minutes lying in bed thinking about the day ahead or reviewing the day before. On the mornings when I am not focused or intentional, I have a tendency to absent-mindedly reach for my phone.  Without much thought I proceed to scan through my emails or flip through my social feeds.  It doesn’t take long for me to realize what I am doing and I remind myself this is no way to start the

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Bullying, dealing with the ugly monster

The hallway seemed poorly lit.  The shadowy corners of the corridor gave the impression it was much later than the first period after lunch.  I needed to hurry or I was going to be late and Mr. Richardson hated when students walked into his classroom while he was teaching. Everyone seemed to have exited the dreary locker-lined halls.  Everyone except for myself and the two “goth” girls lingering halfway down the halls.  They leaned lazily against one wall turning to watch as my hurried steps echoed on the scruffy tiled floors. I heard one giggle followed by another and saw

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