The word small has been coming up in conversations between God and I lately. When I spent two weeks with my kids and their stomach flu instead of editing the webinar I wanted to get out there. When I’ve been trying to launch a book out into the world and the numbers are small. When I’m thinking about still finding my place in this new life. God keeps whispering small to me. And although I have not fully grasped the whole concept of what He’s trying to tell me yet, He was very clear about one thing. Forgiving the small.Read More
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If you’ve been a Christian for any length of time, you know exactly what that means. Peter comes to Jesus and asks him, “How many times am I expected to forgive the same person?” I might have phrased it as, “This person is driving me insane. When can I stop speaking to them?”Read More
I was acutely aware of everything going on in my body. My hands were shaking. I was breathing hard. My stomach was rebelling. I was hot and cold all at once. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, I wanted to run away, I wanted to curl up in a ball.Read More
I see you standing there in the corner.
You’ve failed. Again. You know it and I know it. You gave into your flesh, into temptation. You’re living in despair. You’ve doubted God in the middle of trials. The why doesn’t really matter as much as, we have found ourselves here. Standing in the corner. In the shadows.Read More