He Doesn’t Have Second Thoughts About You


I swear whoever coined the term “buyer’s remorse” was thinking of me.

I spend the next day second-guessing major purchases. I’m quite sure if you looked up the term on Wikipedia you would see a picture of me pacing over a recent appliance purchase.

Even an expensive pair of boots can leave me wondering, “but what if I find another pair I like better?”

It makes my husband a little batty sometimes.

“Do you think I should send them back, hon?”

His answer is always the same.

“Do whatever makes you happy, Sweetheart.”

This response makes me even crazier because I want someone to tell me what to do. To make the decision for me. But no, he forces me to make the choice myself, and although I hate to admit it, I know he’s right for doing it.

The real problem comes when I project my indecisive nature onto our ever-constant, unchanging God. I mess up, drop the ball or miss an opportunity and think, “Surely, God must be done with me.”

I wonder if the eternal relationship comes with a free return policy. I disappoint the buyer and he sends me back to my sad life, no strings attached.

Perhaps you’ve been there?

We can’t seem to get over this one hurdle in life and we think God’s looking down at us with all his perfect holiness, utter disdain on his face. Maybe he second-guesses his decision to adopt us into his family.

It is eternal, right?


And thinking this way doesn’t just affect our relationship with him. It affects every aspect of our lives. Our friends, family and colleagues feel the insecurity of our souls. We may convince ourselves ourselves the effects are isolated to the spiritual realm. But our souls are an outflow of our relationship with the One who created them.

When I thought about my word for 2017, my mind was all over the place. My sleep-deprived, newborn baby brain almost decided to forego the exercise this year. After all, my word last year was “awake” and we can see how that went.

I’ve never wanted sleep so badly in my life. Yes, thank you God.

But in all seriousness, that word was a blessing. I realized in many ways, my spiritual life was asleep and God awakened me to new ways to grow in my relationship with him.

For 2017, I thought God was going to challenge me with a word like “bold” or “fearless” because both are characteristics that need growth in my life. I know the only way I will be either of these things is because of his Spirit working in me.

But then I asked myself what the root of my fear was. What keeps me from being bold and fearless?

I realized I will never be either of those things until I fully embrace who I am in Christ: loved. Daughter. Secure. Safe.

Christ doesn’t have a return policy on his relationship with me. The security of my soul is written with his eternal blood.

When he looks at me, he doesn’t second-guess his choice and think, “Wow, I really screwed up when I sent my son for her.” He sees his beloved child, and he delights in his creation.

Perhaps you’re like me. Perhaps the gospel message seems a little too good to be true sometimes and you find yourself feeling insecure.

This year, may the words of John 3:16 not fall on deaf ears. May they sink deep into your soul.

For God so loved….

Say it. Believe it. And let it transform your life.

This is my word and my goal for 2017: living loved.

Are You Ready to Break the Measuring Stick? {A Book Review}

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Sometimes the places where we find our emotional outlets can also become the places we fall into the trap of comparison.

I know. Several years ago, I found myself in one of these places.

MOPS had become a lifeline for me. I was in a new town where I didn’t know many moms, and I craved connection with other humans who were going through the midnight feedings, the endless diaper changes and lack of sleep.

I could leave my kid for a couple of hours in a place where I knew he’d be safe and commiserate with other moms. What could be better than that?

I left the meetings feeling refreshed and ready to take on another day of mothering. That is, until I started comparing myself to the other moms. And my kid to their kids. And my house their house and my neighborhood to theirs.

Comparison is a slippery slope, isn’t it?

One minute we’re thanking God for a sense of normalcy and community, and the next we’re questioning our abilities as a mom and our kid’s progression on the milestone chart.

Is there a way to get over it? Can we put away our measuring sticks and live in the fullness of our unique identities in Christ?

I believe we can, but it takes a daily commitment. It takes a daily renewal of the mind and surrender to God’s ways instead of our own.

When I learned my dear friend, Kristine Brown, was writing a book about comparison, I was thrilled. I was even more excited when I got my hands on my own copy of the book. As I read through its pages, I was not disappointed.

Kristine takes the reader through the stories of three women in the Bible who struggled with comparison and gives practical, doable steps to help us turn our comparison into peace in who we are. Even though comparison is not limited to motherhood or physical appearance, she illustrates that the same steps can be used to conquer its many forms.

Many times as I was going through the chapters I found myself nodding my head in agreement many times thinking, “Me too. Me too.” Seeing how other women from scripture struggled with the same tendencies we face today and how they overcame them empowered me to do the same. It showed me I am not alone, and with God’s help, I can find peace with who He created me to be as a wife, mother, writer and friend.

We all struggle with comparison at some point. The question is are we going to let it dictate our lives or do something about it?

If you’re like me and you’re tired of chasing after other people’s goals, achievements and dreams, I highly recommend Kristine’s book. She will show you there is a better, more Spirit-driven way.

With God’s help, we can break the measuring stick and walk in the freedom He gives.

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Over It: Conquering Comparison to Live Out God’s Plan is available now on Amazon and where books are sold. You can purchase your copy here.

Kristine Brown is a wife, dramatist, life-long educator and mentor. She is the founder of More Than Yourself, Inc. college scholarship program for junior high girls.

You can also find Kristine on her blog, More Than Yourself, and on her growing Facebook community.

*We will continue our Rays in the Storm series on Thursday. Thank you to everyone who has read, commented and made my guest writers feel welcome. You are a blessing!

When the Darkness Becomes Comfortable

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I once heard a friend say she liked to keep her house dimly lit because it hid all the dirt in her house.

We were chatting with other moms and made jokes about how darkness was good for so many things, like hiding the mess we didn’t feel like cleaning for the hundredth time. And the dog would surely clean up those crumbs on the floor, right?

Sometimes the darkness can become comfortable.

We hide in its bleakness and feel like it protects us from the judgmental stares of others who have their check-lists done, their floors clean, their kids in line. Often we hang out there in the dark so long we forget the path back into the light. Or we think the light won’t welcome us after such a long absence.

It goes so much further than spotless homes doesn’t it? When darkness compromises our souls, it can take on many forms: jealousy, greed, hypocrisy, and judgmental attitudes, just to name a few.

We want to sweep it under the façade of fake smiles and perfect church attendance and pretend it isn’t there. But the more we put on an act, the more the unconfessed offense weakens us and keeps us from moving forward.

I know because I’ve been there. I walked in the dark and convinced myself if no one knew about it, it wasn’t harming anyone. But the person it was harming most was me.

Several months ago, some of my friends developed a rule. Not a punish-you-if-you-don’t, ruler-smacking directive but a guideline, if you will.

Confess your wrong. Bring it out into the open and talk to your sisters in Christ about it. Together, we can speak truth and build each other up.

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Let me tell you, it hasn’t always been easy. There are days when my fears slink in and whisper lies, telling me I’ll be judged if I bring that out into the open. But the more I push through and continue to share, the more I see our fears are often liars.

And do you know what I’ve found? God’s perfect Light casts out darkness. It uncovers truth, and friends, the truth brings freedom.

This is not some church cliché or platitude. It is the lifeblood of the church.

So friends, let us heed the words of Paul.

The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of the darkness and put on the armor of light.

Romans 13:12 NIV

Let’s come into his glorious light today. Let’s expose the strongholds that keep us captive and walk in the freedom we were born to realize.


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this series here.

It Is for Freedom {A Guest Post}

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When I first read Tiffany’s writing, I knew nothing about her except that she captivated me with her ability to weave a story and string together words. Since I reached out and commented on her blog, she’s become a dear friend and encourager and I thank God we crossed paths in the blogosphere. I hope you’ll give her a warm welcome today as we talk about how sometimes the familiar can become what enslaves us and keeps us stuck.

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Tiffany is a wife and mom who dwells in the sunshine (and smog) of Southern California. She’s a lover of words who purposes to use hers to speak God’s truth with grace and authenticity. More than that, she longs to provide a safe place for others to do the same. You are invited to join her word-by-word journey through the mountains and valleys of faith at her blog, Simply for One, or on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest.

It Is for Freedom

I heard the story of a man who, after thirty-five years in prison, was finally released. For decades his every move had been bound by law, and finally he was free to explore life. But after thirty-five years of rigid routine and structure, he struggled to adjust to his new found freedom. In desperation, craving the familiar confines of his former limitations, he robbed a local mini-mart. When police arrived, he surrendered to them and shortly thereafter was returned to prison.

He willingly gave up his freedom to return to what he once knew. Unbelievable.

And then it occurred to me: I do the same thing every day.

As a believer, my freedom has been purchased with great cost, my ransom paid in full. I’ve been redeemed from the bondage of sin by the blood of Christ. But my shackles are never further than my own back pocket.

And all too often, I pull them out, slip them on, and chain myself to burdens that aren’t mine to bear.

When I allow doubt to diminish the calling God has set before me.

When fear robs me of opportunity to exercise faith.

When comparison steals the identity that God has written over me.

When the pursuit of perfection and approval of man take precedent over God.

It’s like I walk right back into a prison cell and slam the door shut behind me. It’s as if I take Christ’s freedom gift and hand it back to Him unopened.

When I willingly set aside liberty to entertain slavery, it’s the equivalent of saying Christ’s life wasn’t worth my freedom.


For freedom Christ has set us free;
stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery.
Galatians 5:1 ESV

Christ HAS set us free. It isn’t a future promise. It’s not a condition we have to meet. Freedom isn’t offered to us once we complete a list of required tasks, or prove ourselves worthy. We don’t have to wrestle to receive it. Our freedom is a complete work.

Christ has set us free, and so … WE. ARE. FREE.

Stand firm therefore. Our frame is fragile, weak even. We so easily relinquish the freedom in God’s fought for promises to embrace satan’s slippery lies. And God knows how easily we fall prey. It’s why He tells us to come to Him when we’re weary, to seek Him when we need rest.

His yoke is STILL easy. His burden is STILL light. 

Jesus doesn’t want us to live in chains. He wants us to experience the freedom of forgiveness, the grace of an unburdened walk beside Him, and the gentle touch of His guiding hand. But He also wants us to fight for what is ours. To stand fast in faith. To lock our knees, dig in our heels, and refuse to give up that which He gave His own life to obtain for us.

Christ has set us free, so that we will LIVE free.

We can’t settle for less. The fullness of freedom was purchased for us on a cross. Abundance of life was bought at a price we can never repay. A life lived in shackles is not a life lived for Christ.

Christ has set us free. And whom the Son sets free, is free indeed.


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this series here.

From Fake Fine-ness to Hard Truth

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I didn’t even know he was sick.

My three-year-old chased his older brother around and they wrestled as they do every hour of every day. He asked me for snacks on the half hour and played trains on the wood table.

Based on outward appearances, he appeared healthy.

At around 5 o’ clock I noticed his color seemed off and placed my hand against his forehead. It was burning up.

My boy was not okay. His body was fighting sickness, working overtime to ward off the illness overtaking it. I gave him an antibiotic and within minutes, he succumbed to exhaustion and curled up on the couch, letting me play with his hair while he watched his favorite show.

Though a space of decades separated us and we displayed our stubbornness in different ways, I knew in that moment we were the same.

My son who surprises people with his blonde hair and blue eyes, who has a fire in his belly that makes me gasp at times, is like his mama in ways I don’t often predict. Then one day when I’m consumed with business and kids’ activities I feel this slow ache from deep within and my immediate reaction is to ignore it.

My first response is to pretend it isn’t there, to continue on with my day and hope it will go away. Because that’s what a wife and mother to two beautiful kids does, right? She presses through. She takes care of her own.

But the ache won’t go away and soon it consumes. It affects my sleep and my ability to carry out everyday tasks. It must come out in some shape or form, but instead of acknowledging it I transfer to others in the form of cutting remarks or distance.

Unaddressed pain will always rise to the surface.

When We Ignore Our Pain

No amount of activity is an antidote for a soul-deep ache. We can add layers of schedules and small talk to the pain, but until we choose to see it, we are simply adding callous to injury.

Soul cleansing takes hard conversations. It takes coming before God with the truth. Trust me, he can handle it. It means asking questions that go beyond the surface and get to the heart of the matter. And the healing doesn’t happen overnight.

But until we have those conversations and ask the questions, we will be like my son. Running on fumes and exhausted from the presence of fine-ness.

The world needs less fine-ness and more truth.

And until we’re willing to see that, I’m not sure we’ll ever know what true freedom in Christ looks like. Let’s commit to getting our boots unstuck from the facade of perfection and false security of packed schedules and have some real conversations today.

Let’s put aside our superhero capes and invite healing to begin.


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all post for this series here.

When Woe, Woe, Woe Replaces Your Ho, Ho, Ho {A Guest Post}

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I’m so glad to be welcoming my friend Christy Mobley back to the blog today. Christy has become a close friend and encourager to me over the past few months, and continually thank God for the grace and perspective she brings to my life. When I first heard her refer to herself as “off the cuff” I knew it was the perfect description. She brings a beautiful combination of life and wisdom to the conversation, and I know you’ll be be blessed by her words here.

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Christy is a wife, mother, writer, mentor, and Life Purpose Coach. She is passionate about encouraging women to move forward, and press on through their struggles, seeking God’s presence in every bump and turn in the road.

Christy would love to connect with you. You can find her at her blog: Joying in the Journey, Twitter, and Facebook.

When Woe, Woe, Woe Replaces Your Ho, Ho, Ho

It’s October, and fall, my favorite time the year. Maybe because we get our first taste of “cool” that lifts the heavy off the Florida heat or maybe it’s that the calendar tells me it’s okay to bake pumpkin bread again (even though the cans of pumpkin are sold in the store year round). I don’t know, whatever it is, I just love this time of year.

But fall also means I’m only a couple of months away from my least favorite time of the year.

December and Christmas.

A season most everyone loves.

But not me.

Actually, I have a love/hate relationship with it.

Before you think I’m terrible remember to give grace, and let me explain. You might have a similar problem and don’t even know it.

December’s a place where I feel stuck. Stuck in woe-is-me’sville.

I love what the season represents—a time to celebrate the birth of Christ with family and friends. But for me, when I let the reason for the season get overtaken with busyness and responsibilities, I wish I could just skip over December completely and time warp myself into January.

I catch myself whining about all I have to do and I pull out my victim card and throw myself a pity party.

Woe is me – I have to pull all those Christmas tree decorations out and decorate our “Red Wood” sized tree all by myself because no one wants to do it anymore.

Woe is me – I have to to find Christmas cards, take the perfect picture to go in them, address them (at least 100) and get the cards out in a timely manor. Double woe!

Woe is me – there is a holiday party I need to attend, with food to be made and gifts to be bought and wrapped for every night of the week in December.

Woe is me – I need to give to the Salvation Army, the Good Will, The Angel Tree, and every widow and orphan on earth which is great but not . . . all in the month of December.

Woe is me – I have to find the perfect gift for everyone all creation.

Woe is me – I’m stuck. Stuck under the expectations of others.

Why? I allowed myself to get stuck because I never set boundaries.

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I never said, “No thank you, this too much for me.” I never set limits, even with family. After awhile, one by one, all the things I did became expected.

I tried to please people when I only needed to please God.

“For am I now seeking the approval of man, or God? Or am I trying to please man? …” Galatians 1:10 a (ESV)

Last year I tried something different. I said no to the Christmas tree (yes, bah-humbug) because none of the kids were home for Christmas. I ended up getting a tiny one anyway (my choice), with a few simple decorations. Even this small change made a ginormous difference in my stress level and ultimately in my attitude.

I’m learning to get unstuck.

Don’t let your ho, ho, ho get replaced with woe, woe, woe.

Where in your life do you need to set boundaries so you don’t get stuck in the muck of someones else’s expectations? Where do you need to say no to people and maybe say yes to God?


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this series here.

Why Sometimes You Have to Abandon the Routine

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I am a woman who thrives on routine. As much as I love the longer days of summer, the sleeping in and the trips to the coast, a few months in I always go a little crazy. The lack of a schedule makes me start counting the days until the school doors will open around late July.

So when my husband suggested we take a spontaneous trip to a state park yesterday, my first thought was, “What about church? We always go to church on Sunday. Should we?”

The more I listened to my inner monologue, the more I wondered when I became so legalistic. Like church had become more like an item to check off my to-do list than a place of rest.

Sickness had wiped out our family for the past two weeks and it was the first Sunday in weeks when the sun was shining. Vibrant, fleeting fall colors beckoned us. With an upcoming conference and work trip on the calendar, I knew it would be one of our last opportunities to savor these days before winter settled in to stay.

“Let’s go for it,” I said, feeling like a kid as I envisioned flowing waterfalls and treks through the woods.

Sometimes to become unstuck, you have to leave your routine at the door.




Our faith is as integral to our family as breathing, so gathering together to worship and build community is important. But yesterday God’s creation became our church.

The reds and ambers became filters for the sun which shined a little brighter and stay a little longer, all because we chose to notice it and linger. My husband gave each of our boys a camera so they could capture the images in their own way, through their eyes.

It was not a perfect day. Little one’s camera’s battery died as soon as we got to the falls. Shortly after we made the hike down to the river, my oldest slipped into the water and had to hike the rest of the trail with a soaked shoe. And I did not get the family photos I visualized in front of the falls.

I know, perfect photos with kids involved? Not likely.

But when we recounted the highlights of the day later that evening and my seven-year-old said, “This was the best day ever,” we all had to agree it was. And I realized spontaneity and lack of a schedule was just what we needed.

It was a day set aside for rest, and rest was exactly what we did.


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this challenge here.

Overflowing Hope

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Today I’m excited to welcome my friend Sabra Penley to the blog. I met Sabra via an online writing class and it wasn’t long before a friendship was formed. Sabra’s writing exhorts in a gentle and non-condemning way, and I am always blessed by her words. I hope you will give her a warm welcome as we continue our series on becoming unstuck and finding true freedom in Christ.

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Sabra loves the Lord Jesus and strives to bring Him glory each day, although she’ll tell you most days she falls short. This empty-nester mom enjoys taking life one day at a time, living with less, and finding joy in the details. Together with her husband, David, she writes a blog about living married life according to God’s Word at www.simplyoneinmarriage.com. You can also connect with her through Twitter and Pinterest.

Overflowing Hope

I hate getting stuck. And it seems to happen a lot.

My most recent example? This post. I sat down to write so many times and…nothing. Not…a…thing. The longer it went on, the more frustrated I became. I couldn’t seem to move forward, like a tire stuck in the mud going nowhere.

Now, you may never have experienced writer’s block. But I’m guessing you have moments of feeling stuck in some area of your life.

Maybe your job consumes your life and eats up the time you’d like to spend with your family. Maybe a health crisis has you wondering if life will ever be normal again. Or maybe your marriage has hit a rough patch and you can’t see past the hurt to the return of a warm and loving relationship.

There’s no end to the ways we can get stuck. Past experiences, current situations, and fear of the future can stop us in our tracks. Hopelessness can settle in before we know it, and we don’t know what to do.

Well, I’m here to say, the situation is never hopeless! For we serve the God of hope!

Ephesians 3:20 says, “[He] is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us…”

Praise God! HE IS ABLE! Far above anything we can even imagine—and we can imagine a lot, can’t we?

The truth is this: GOD HAS ALL THE ANSWERS! And His Word tells us how to find them…

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Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation. He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.” – Psalm 62:5-6


Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.” – Proverbs 3:5-6


Rejoice in the Lord always.” – Philippians 4:4


“…pour your hearts out to Him, for God is our refuge.” – Psalm 62:8


“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” – Philippians 4:6

What does He promise will be the result?


“And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:6-7

“And my God will meet all your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:19

Getting stuck in this life is all too easy. But instead a hopeless mess that will never get resolved, sticky situations can be a blessing in disguise. For they can draw us close to the One who loves us most—the One who has all the answers–Jesus Christ our Lord.

And just as He promises, when we turn to Him for the answers, He will fill our lives with the joy and peace we desperately desire.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” – Romans 15:13


*This post is part of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this series here.

Are We Living Life Stuck?

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I used to be obsessed with astrology.

One afternoon I remember camping out at a Barnes & Noble, perusing different books and discovering I not only had a sun sign, but a moon sign and rising sign. I was hooked.

Convinced these theories explained everything about me and unlocked keys to my future, I went through several years of my life thinking I couldn’t change. After all, a Scorpio with Aquarius rising and a Pisces moon simply was who she was, right? It was the fate of the planets and the stars.

But here’s what these books don’t tell you. We are each created with the ability to transform, adapt, and yes, change.

Now, I’m not here to dispute astrology. If the God of the universe chose to align certain planets in a way that affects our personalities, he could certainly do so. I’m sure I’ll never know in this lifetime.

I’m here to give you an invitation. An invitation to change our lives and open us to a world of possibilities.

I’m inviting you to live life unstuck.

“What?” you may say. What exactly does this mean?

A life stuck is one that never moves into the fullness Christ created us to have. Instead of moving forward and embracing the freedom promised to us in scripture, we live stuck in cyclical patterns of insecurity and regret.

What I didn’t realize one fall afternoon as I sat reading about the stars is that my identity isn’t determined by who an astrologist says I am. It doesn’t stem from my performance as a wife, mom and friend or whether I’m an introvert or extrovert.

It is found in Christ alone.

When we look to anyone or anything other than Christ to determine who we are, we live our lives stuck.


The stars and the planets do not define who we are. The God who created them does.

“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now life in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” Galatians 2:20 NIV

Over the next 31 Days, some of my favorite writers and I will share experiences God used to teach us. We discuss how to let go of negative thought patterns like fear, comparison and insecurity and dig into scripture to find our way home.

We will offer up prayers to our Creator and be watchful for his answers.

What we give will not be a blueprint, because there is no blueprint for life. Instead, we extend hands and invite you to go with us on this journey.

If there’s anything God has taught me in thirty-six years, it’s that he often uses the mostly unlikely vessels to convey his message. And if he allows us to encourage you or convey a word of truth, to Him be the glory.

Our personalities may not change much over the years. But our attitudes can. Our thoughts can. And our direction can.

Will you join us over the next 31 days? I promise to be authentic and real as we explore this topic.

Because we are better together. When we encourage each other and push each other forward in new ways, we can reach heights beyond the furthest star.


*This is post one of the #Write31Days challenge. You can find all posts for this series here.

*Linking up with Suzie Eller’s #LiveFreeThursday. Come join us and be inspired.

Will You Join Us?

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Do you ever feel like there’s something missing? Like you’re just going through the motions of life, but never moving forward?

I have. My path was so comfortable and worn, I didn’t realize I was moving in a circular pattern. I held onto the familiar because it was what I knew, but didn’t realize what we know is not always what’s best.

Sometimes the familiar can hold us back.

When we make the decision to follow Christ, we are told to live in freedom. Paul states in Galatians, “It is for freedom that he set is free.” (Galatians 5:1) But instead, we often live our lives stuck.

We feel trapped by fear, insecurity, and self-doubt. We wonder why our lives aren’t moving toward our dreams and goals and why we’re unable to embrace the full life promised in scripture. Is a life fulfilled even possible?

I believe it is. I believe it’s possible to move forward to and grow more like the God who created us in his image each day, but it takes willingness. We must not only desire change, but be willing to let go of the negative thought patterns and habits which keep us from getting there.

Over 31 Days in October, some of my favorite writers and I will talk about some of the inclinations which keep us stuck. All of us are still works in progress.

But what each of us has in common is willingness. Our souls want nothing more than to live the life God has called us to and to reach the end with the confirmation, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”

We believe when Jesus said, “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full,” he wasn’t just coining a nice phrase, but meant it. (John 10:10)

We will take hard looks at our lives and the things we held onto for too long, and the steps we took to release them. We will dig deep into the Word and study what God says about fear, hurt, insecurity and comparison.

And then we will uncover the promises. Promises of a life not lived cowering behind strongholds that threaten to ruin us, but of peace, freedom, and a full life. We are convinced that even in the midst of struggles and moments when we cry out, “Why?,” God is refining us and has the best plans for our lives.

Will you journey with us through thirty-one days in October as we dive into this topic? We don’t promise it will be easy, but we believe it will be worth it. As we pray to the God who can move mountains with one tiny seed of faith, we know anything is possible.

Here are the beautiful writers which be joining us in October:

Meredith Bernard of Meredith Bernard Lens & Pen – October 6th

Sabra Penley of Simply One in Marriage – October 8th

Betsy de Cruz of Faith Spilling Over – October 13th

Christy Mobley of Joying in the Journey – October 15th

Kristi Woods of KristiWoods.Net – October 20th

Kristine Brown of More Than Yourself– October 22nd

Tiffany Parry of Simply for One – October 27th


*Linking up with Angela Parlin and Holley Gerth to encourage and be encouraged. Come join us.