Monthly Archives: August 2015

The Post-It Notes of Jesus on the Mini-Fridge of Life

It’s amazing how I can get to points in my life where I feel like I have arrived in my relationship with God, where I think for a moment, “I know everything there is to know about God, I’ve experienced … Continue reading

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It’s Almost Like He’s Listening

During lunch today I sat in the Pie Shop, praying for Jake, for his guys, for their leaders, for soldiers. Against the attacks of the enemy I’ve been praying for the girls on campus, for Taylor, Charlene, Kat, and Bree. … Continue reading

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Day One

Day One: Move in “Wow, Lord, I’m so excited to see what You’re going to do here. Thank You for giving me patience today with moving in, for excitement and consideration in spending time with my family, and in making … Continue reading

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Suitcases and Surrender

This morning my time with God was wonderful, refreshing, important. I’m learning, have learned, this summer about thanking God for answered prayers. Last night and this morning God answered so many prayers it’s overwhelming, even though some of them might’ve … Continue reading

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Constellations, College, and Calligraphy

“We missed the turn,” I said as my sister and I maneuvered the dark roads. “It was back there.” “Oh,” she said from the passenger seat. “Oops.” We’d just left Camp BaYouCa. I’d met up with the Shilliff sisters and … Continue reading

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Make Beautiful

“After worrying and praying and begging God to just tell me what was going to happen, the why of it all,” Candy said as she told her story. “But then I realized that I didn’t need to know the “why”, … Continue reading

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All The Difference

They had hijacked our canoe. After maneuvering the stream and catching crawdads, setting them against each other on flat rocks and watching them fight, Jacob, Douglas, and I had been marooned by the other numerous members of the Brock family, … Continue reading

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