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Redeeming the Home

Two years ago, 26 year old me was sitting in her favorite booth in Panera when she journaled the following prayer:

Lord, I really want my own house. I want to make a home and get to know my neighbors and have get togethers to reach them with love and the Gospel. I want to have a library and a cute kitchen and slumber parties with my small group girls. I want my home to be a place where people are well loved, well fed, and well treasured. A place where people feel safe, accepted, welcomed, and warm. Where they receive cookies, gratitude, encouragement, love, and the Gospel. Where they can come to relax, to be quiet, to talk, to praise, to read, to cry, to laugh, to sing.

I want a home.
A home not just for me but for my girls,
other women,
our church,
visiting missionaries,
the community.

Lord, in Your time, would You give me a home? A semi-nice one, not for luxury but so more people can squeeze in and be squeezed by Love?

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Abiding in the Flames

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How do you surrender when you want a certain outcome?

How do you submit when you don’t understand?
How do you lean in when you want to run?
How do you push on when you want to fall back?
How do you fight when you have no strength?
How do you abide in the flames?

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Worship in the Dust

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O dear friend, when thy grief presses thee to the very dust, worship there!

If that spot has come to be thy Gethsemane, then present there thy ‘strong crying and tears’ unto thy God. Remember David’s words, ‘Ye people, pour out your hearts,’ — but do not stop there, finish the quotation, — ‘Ye people, pour out your hearts before Him.’ Turn the vessel upside down; it is a good thing to empty it, for this grief may ferment into something more sour. Turn the vessel upside down, and let every drop run out; but let it be before the Lord. ‘Ye people, pour out your hearts before Him: God is a refuge for us.’

When you are bowed down beneath a heavy burden of sorrow, then take to worshipping the Lord, and especially to that kind of worshipping which lies in adoring God, and in making a full surrender of yourself to the divine will.

-Charles Spurgeon

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Sovereign Over Us

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God’s character.

It’s what comes under attack in every battle, trial, and temptation.
And in those same battles, trials, and temptations, it’s our chief weapon.

I’m learning that in the heat of battle, when my mind wants to go into a spin cycle of what-ifs or when I’m tempted to either defend myself or run in self-protection, what I need most is to preach to myself (or have others preach to me) God’s character. I need to remember who is on the throne (spoiler: not me) and designing every circumstance of my life according to His exact (and good) specifications.

The following song has helped over the last few days with directing my heart “to the love of God and to the steadfastness of Christ” (2 Thessalonians 3:5).

Maybe it will help direct yours there too.

Praise for a God who is working in our waiting, teaching us to trust beyond our understanding, and displaying His flawless faithfulness at every turn.

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This Conference is LIFE…

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Literally.

What could be better than gathering with a group of people to feed our hearts with the Word of God while setting our souls to worship and intentionally staking our lives on what will matter in 30,000 years?

I can’t think of anything.

Which is why I am thrilled about this conference. My best friend and I have been praying and dreaming about this for months and we’re so pumped to see it finally happening.

It is our eager desire to see women in our area united in a fiery pursuit of Jesus, equipped to nourish their souls (and other souls) well, and actively living on mission for the glory of the One who redeemed and commissioned us.

That’s what this conference is all about. We cannot wait.

Grab some friends (metaphorically speaking) and join us in October!

Stop and Give Me 20

…dollars.

Space is limited so don’t wait to register. And if you register now through the end of September, you’ll get $5 off!

Oh, and did I mention the giveaways?! Our sweet friends at Moody Publishing and Crossway have donated some stellar books for you that you won’t want to miss. #bookbribery.

We hope to see you in October!

Register.
Schedule.
Facebook.
Poster (print and spread the word).

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The Day I was Supposed to Move

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A lot can happen in a year.

The last 12 months have been some of the most wonderful, painful, exposing, sanctifying, excruciating, and joyful months of my 28 years.

God has opened my heart, locked tight with fear, and poured in more love and goodness than can be contained in 10,000 lifetimes. He has begun the process of breaking down my Fort Knox-esque self-protective tendencies and given enormous gifts of grace so beyond my dreams and imagination that I didn’t even know to ask for them. I’ve watched Him answer six years of prayers in my small group babies as He has matured, purified, saved, sanctified, and led them deeper into His heart. He has faithfully and flawlessly demonstrated His sufficiency in the valleys and on the mountain tops and in every moment in between.

This year has been filled with sorrow, longings, dreams, and compassions that fail not. It’s been packed with patience from the Father, security from the Son, and constant hope from the Spirit.

The Lord has taught is teaching me to trust Him (and others) with my emotions, my unmasked soul, and my constant urge to resist grace and base my worth on performance. My heart, shriveled from 28 years of insecurities, has been expanded and nourished by a love unlike anything it has ever known from a human so marked by majesty that my soul explodes on a daily basis in worship and praise to the Giver of every good and perfect gift. And my mind constantly reverberates with this grace-drenched message: If His gifts are this good, how much greater is He?

God has proven to my fearful soul over and over that He is good and that He does all things well. He strategizes our lives well. He directs all things well. He writes all our stories well. He never makes a typo. He only ever writes with the highest quality grace-filled ink and He is plotting in all things for His supreme glory and our deepest joy.

Even when He says no.

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When God Slays Us

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I look around me and see brokenness.

Broken relationships. Broken hearts. Broken bodies. Broken souls.

I look in me and see brokenness. I am a fractured soul in a fractured world. And I’m learning that this brokenness is preaching a sermon.

Brokenness reveals our need for a Savior and for Someone to make us whole.
Brokenness reveals we are not sufficient to make it through this life on our own.
Brokenness reveals we are not the masters of our own destiny, because we can’t even get ourselves out of suffering.
Brokenness confronts our source of identity and awakens our hearts to new ways of depending on the Great Sovereign.
Brokenness challenges our worship.

What will we do with our brokenness? What will we do when God justly afflicts us? What will we do when He pierces our hearts?

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Monday Morning Munch No. 164 – Betrayal and Obedience

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“So Judas, having procured a band of soldiers and some officers from the chief priests and the Pharisees, went there with lanterns and torches and weapons. Then Jesus, knowing all that would happen to Him, came forward…” -John 18:3-4a

Tears. Every time.

Jesus didn’t shrink back from betrayal; He walked right into it, joyfully enduring the Father’s perfect plan.

Thank You for stepping forward, Lord.
That step of obedience rescued me.
I am eternally grateful.

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God Never Wastes Your Waiting

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Microwaves.
Instant downloads.
Express lanes.
Remote-start cars.

We’re a culture that knows what we want—and we want it now.

Feasting on entitlement and instant gratification, we hate delays in traffic, food service, and the Internet. My coworker says we live in a drive-thru society and because of that we’ve developed aversions to any and every delay, glorifying everything instant.

This bleeds over into our walk with God. We want Him to answer, provide, and show Himself the second we ask, seek, or knock. But sometimes His answer comes in silence (which is not the same as abandonment) or a whispered, Wait.

That’s where God has me right now. It’s good and hard and holy and is daily exposing my heart, which is tainted by the desire to control everything. Impatience reveals we are not God and that, try as we might, we cannot make things operate on our timetable.

In this reality, I am called to wait. Maybe you are, too.

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Wisdom, Banana Splits, and My Cute Parents

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We enjoyed 1991 with big smiles and noteworthy bangs.

Teachable moments.
Character building exercises. 
Family meetings and studying Proverbs. 
Heart-to-hearts over big bowls of cereal. 
Constant heart checks and hard questions. 
Laughter, tears, discipline, and mercy. 
Dinner conversation and studying Philippians.
More love and grace than I could deserve in 10,000 lifetimes. 

That’s what my childhood was made of. 

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