If my life has impact, it is not because of my strength, or my wisdom, or my talent. If my life bears fruit, it is not because of my wit, or my humor, or my intelligence. If my life makes a difference, it is not because I was brave, or bold, or beautiful.
It’s because I was transformed.
Continue reading “My Yes in the Secret Place”
If you are a Christian girl or woman who is struggling—or has struggled—with guilt, shame, identity, or addiction, then this letter was written specifically for you. I believe that testimonies break chains. Scripture says we defeat the enemy by the blood of the lamb and the power of our testimony (Revelation 12:11). So, I pray that my testimony can be an encouragement and a blessing. If nothing else, know that regardless of the nature of your struggle, you are not alone and shame is a chain that doesn’t belong on your shoulders.
Continue reading “An Open (Honest) Letter to Christian Girls”
The topic of believing God—even when there seems to be no hope—has come up frequently for our family in this season of life. So much so that it’s starting to rub off on our children.
Recently, Lana (our six-year-old) was playing in some of my makeup. When bedtime rolled around and I told her it was time to wash it off, she just smiled at me. It was one of those smiles most parents are familiar with that strikes the fear of God in your heart.
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“How would God tell your story?“
I was recently challenged in a Bible study to share my version of my salvation story with God and then invite Him to share His version with me. I put it off for a while, but I finally sat down to share it with Him one night last week, and joked, “How long do You have, God?”
I then proceeded to tell Him exactly how I remembered my story:
Continue reading “When God Rewrites Your Story”
The other day I found myself asking my toddler this question after she repeatedly refused to put away her new Christmas toys. Usually, she responds with a sullen, “You are.” But this time she smiled at me and said, “Jesus is!”
It was pretty hard to argue with that logic, so my new parenting motto is: Until Jesus comes back, Mommy’s in charge. Continue reading “For the Woman in Charge: A Resolution”
Grace Waves 