Wednesday night I sacrificed 3 hours of sleep because of a love dating back decades. Yes, I did stay up to watch the Yankees win an incredible comeback series. No, I don’t regret it. Mostly.
In Still Waiting: Hope for When God Doesn’t Give You What You Want: , author Ann Swindell beautifully weaves her own personal battle alongside the Biblical story of the bleeding woman in order to meet her readers in whatever season of waiting they find themselves. Swindell’s medical condition, trichotillomania, is rare enough that the reader doesn’t get caught up on the object of waiting.
Less than 3 months into the new year and I’ve already started slacking on my scripture memory work. When things get difficult and I feel as if I’m not enough, I’m prone to give up. Scripture reminds me to boast in my weakness, for:
Five years ago, my darling love gave me an atypical gift for Valentine’s day. He and I sat down together, pouring over the Compassion International website, and chose a child in poverty to sponsor. My sensitive heart wanted to pick the most hopeless child – perhaps a little girl in Africa with AIDS or some other tragic disease.
I get bursts of creativity and inspiration, and in those moments, I come up with a game plan for more frequent blogging. This may be one of those times, but even I’m not convinced it will last. I do, however, want to write a bit about the Revelation Wellness challenge I’m involved in.
I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching these past few months. Who am I? What is my purpose in life? What is the mission to which Abba has called me?
This indecision is evidenced in my closet. I’ve struggled to find my personal style for almost 15 years. Having never truly felt like an adult, I played dress up in my grown-up closet. I purchase clothing which spoke to who I thought I should be.
The book Overwhelmed by Kathi Lip & Cheri Gregory came highly recommended by Facebook friends, so of course, I had to grab a copy. With it came a printable planner download. The theme of the book is planning the life you want, rather than scheduling the life you’ve accepted.
I’ve been going back and forth in my head debating whether or not I should keep updating this blog. For a while now it just hasn’t felt like something I’ve been drawn to. Perhaps I had a distorted perspective.