As I looked toward this new year, I am overwhelmed. Yes, we are having a baby (still sounds crazy to say), but that is not until June. I am seemingly overwhelmed by every task and relationship I face even before the new year rolls. This Christmas season has been busy. We traveled for… Continue reading A humble entrance
So, I have a confession. When I became a teenager in the late 80s it was en vogue to carry a photo album in your purse. Insecure 13 and 14 year old that I was, one could not tell. My photo album was filled with pictures of me. Jennifer at a wedding, Jennifer with friends… Continue reading Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen
Oh, the curse of being a woman--comparison. "If I just had her style, her family, her husband, her job, her finances, her mom and dad, her disposition, her body type and metabolism, her freedom, her city..." I could go ON and ON. Why do we torture ourselves? We dare to compare every hour of the… Continue reading Bloom where you’re planted.
For those of you who have known me for any amount of time, you know that I have never loved Wal-mart. It brought the dread of fingernails on a chalkboard for me to venture there--crowds of families of 10 standing in the middle of aisles, small aisles. It's like people get stupid when they walk… Continue reading How the corner was turned…
This continues to be an intense season of pain, and truthfully, I do not like it. Yesterday, God brought me to a place where I had to cry out for help to be able to process the pain in some way. My tears that flow easily for the pain of others do not flow easily… Continue reading No packages here…
The last two types of pride hit at the very core of American Westernized Culture. We are taught to work hard (pride of achievement)--"you can be anything...you have it within yourself to conquer all that needs to be conquered." We are also taught independence (pride of independent spirit)--"do not let anyone tell you what to… Continue reading Pride: In the Name of Love, Part 2
Ugh...Pride. What I love and hate about this book is that I am nailed every time in my sin. I love that Bridges gets to places that are so acceptable and shows us lovingly where we are spurring one another on in sin instead of love and good deeds, but I hate at the same… Continue reading Respectable sins: Pride