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    How to Rest During a Crisis.

    When life gets heavy and anxiety starts to make its way into my mind where peace should live, I run. Literally, and physically, I run.  As an Enneagram 8 who craves intensity, I find my release when I move my body. So I reach for my headphones, throw on my running shoes, press ‘play’ on that Spotify playlist, and head for the door. The second my feet hit the pavement, my mind goes blank to the world around me as I focus only on the road ahead, and that’s when I temporarily find a rhythm of peace. That momentary distraction has the power to change the course of my entire…

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    Divine Appointments.

    I was taught at a very early age not to interrupt. If my parents were discussing something, and I came barreling down the stairs with the request to walk down to the neighbor’s house to swim, my dad would tilt his head down at me, narrowing his eyes, and in his deep infamous voice say,  ”Do not interrupt me. You can wait until your mother and I are done talking.” Well, shoot.  So, there I would sit – or probably stand obnoxiously close because I’m overly persistent when I want something – and wait. At the time I would think, what’s the big deal, just let me ask my question……

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    Calvary’s Cross.

    This year, Holy Week has felt a little different than most. Because of all that has been happening, it has been filled with uncertainty and unknowns plagued with fear and loss of control. At least, those are the emotions I have been battling in this season. For most of us, Holy Week excitedly and somberly leads us to the ultimate price paid on that tragic Good Friday. And only in Jesus fashion did that tragedy give birth to the greatest freedom that will ever be offered to you and me – an empty tomb on Easter morning. For me, Easter morning used to look like chocolate bunnies, dresses and ties,…

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    3 Ways to Combat Fear.

    I have to admit, on the afternoon of Friday, March 13th, when I heard our President declare the COVID-19 pandemic a national emergency, I doubted the goodness of God. How could a ‘good’ God allow a disease to sweep through our nation, and our world, killing thousands and leaving billions sick and afraid? I know this isn’t the most optimistic way to start a blog post, but I vowed to keep life real with all of you and lately, my world has been feeling fearfully messy.  After President Trump’s announcement, all I kept replaying in my mind was the phrase, ‘National Emergency’, and terror flooded my soul and warped its…

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    You’re Allowed to Be a Hot Mess.

    He overturned the tables of the money-changers and the benches of those selling doves. – Mark 21:12 Did you know that Jesus overturned tables? Yep, that’s right. The Almighty God, in all of His splendor and glory and perfection… overturned freaking tables! He walked into the temple courts of Jerusalem, was so angered by the blatant disrespect against His house of prayer and lost His God-fearing, holy mind. The Bible even states that He “drove out all who were buying and selling there” (Matthew 21:12 NIV). Can you imagine being a face in the crowd watching this man who claimed to be the Messiah in the flesh, physically chase people…

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    Fixer Uppers.

    “I want cozy and cute… I don’t want a fixer-upper.” I remember the doubtful smile our realtor had on his face when he heard those words leave my lips. Max and I had grown tired of apartment living and were ready to make the big jump and start seriously looking for our first home together. It was quite a comical time actually, as I look back. I’m typically a realist (my husband argues that ‘realist’ is just a nice way of saying ‘pessimist’) but when it comes to huge, exciting things like buying a first home, my realist goes to sleep and the dreamer in me comes alive. I was…

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    Rest For The Weary.

    Emptiness isn’t a skill I want to add to my wheelhouse, but I admit that lately, it seems to be frequenting me often. That depleted feeling of drained energy, and emotions leaking from a lack of rest and an overabundance of action. We live in a society that is extremely great at teaching us how to move, but really lousy at cultivating the power of motionlessness; stillness.  My day starts at 5 am and doesn’t truly end – meaning my butt is on the couch and I’m trying desperately to force my mind to slow down  – until about 8 pm. I feel that the busier I am, the more…

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    Your Heart; Trusting Him with Vulnerability.

    The fresh scent of newness wrapped itself around me in the form of January as I sat with my notecard in hand, the sound of coffee quietly brewing in the background. All that 2019 had been – difficult, challenging, beautifully raw, and achingly messy – I was open and ready to receive what He had for me in 2020. I sat there in that sacred space of my living room cloaked in a faint glow, and presented the question, “Father, what’s my theme for 2020? Where are we going?” As He always has a way of doing in my life, His gentle whisper of an answer surprised me.  The whisper…

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    His Voice.

    I am convinced that without trust, we cannot fully experience the presence of God in our lives.  As human beings, His very creation, I believe we were created to enter completely unhindered into a relationship with our Creator. Last week, I came to you with five practical reasons on why I think we should be trusting Jesus. Here’s the reality though; a lot of us read these posts, buy those books off of Amazon (along with a million other items we don’t need if you’re anything like me) that tell us the joys and wonders of a life lived trusting. Then we make a declaration that this time, with this…

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    5 Reasons to Trust.

    Trust the process. This is what I’ve been saying to myself lately…on repeat. Every single time I come up against a situation that I have absolutely no control over, I have been striving to reach for trust instead of reacting out of this bloodthirst for control. I can tell you that I’m certain of one thing at this very moment –  it has been a messy process.  Trusting doesn’t come easily to me, and trusting the Lord has proven to be more difficult than I would like to admit. In the middle of the mess, I’ve had to face parts of myself and pieces of my heart that haven’t been fully…