As we traveled back home, I couldn’t help but be grateful. A few years back, I wouldn’t have imagined that we would have made it to see our 15th anniversary. We both were broken, hurting, discouraged, and drifting apart. Nevertheless, Jesus had other plans for us.
I haven’t done one of these in a while, so I thought it be good to let you all know a little bit more about me. If you got a minute, let us know who you are too (and leave a link to your blog in the comments).
Words Kill, words give life; they’re either poison or fruit – you choose.
Proverbs 18:21 (MSG)
In middle school, I had a realization that life on our farm was more complicated, than I pictured it to be. This realization came to me during my induction to the National Junior Honor Society. The night before, my mother and I had gotten into an argument over what I would wear.
I must shamelessly tell you that I am a social media junkie. I regularly lose track of time while scrolling down my FB newsfeed and have been called a “social-media-addict” by many. Nevertheless, I have found social media to be a creative outlet where I can express myself freely. I use it as a platform to inspire others, bring encouragement, spread laughter, and give hope to the hurting.
Many of us stay stuck, in a miserable state of living, simply because we do not give ourselves permission to imagine life as anything different. If we are to ever move forward in life, we must allow ourselves to imagine what life would be like outside of our current reality.
The proposition was a simple one. The church needed both a janitor and an associate pastor. Unfortunately, they could only afford to hire one. I could tell that the pastor was trying to sell me on the arrangement, but his efforts were pointless. I had my mind made up before any attempt to convince me was made.
I found my strength increasing when I surrounded myself with people who inspired me. The strength didn’t come from people doing things for me, but rather from conversation.
