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Joy is Here

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(This is in NLT, not Amplified. I’m sorry.)

This is a hard season for many.

I feel deeply the weight and heaviness of sin, brokenness, and the overall hurt of living in a fallen body in a fallen world with other fallen humans.

But the pain isn’t meaningless.
The weight won’t crush us.
The fire won’t burn us.
The flood won’t drown us.
The despair won’t destroy us.
The enemy doesn’t have the final say.

Our champion reigns.
Hope is here.
Glory is coming.
Joy is to be had.
Freedom is ours.
Victory is here.

Fix your gaze.
The true and better Aslan is on the move.

“You who fear the Lord, praise Him!
All you offspring of Jacob, glorify Him,
and stand in awe of Him, all you offspring of Israel!
For He has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted,
and He has not hidden His face from him,
but has heard, when he cried to Him.”
-Psalm 22:23-24

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Is God Enough in the Wilderness?

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The last week has felt a lot like what I imagine the wilderness felt like to Moses and the children of Israel.

I’ve ached for relief from the heat and unfamiliar surroundings that are, ironically, becoming achingly familiar (“Didn’t we pass that tree a few months ago?” “Is that the same hill I tripped over last year?” “Do you recognize that brown spot? We must have seen it before. Oh right, we have.”). For forty years they wandered, making lap after lap around the barren land, complaining about their manna and quail, and wishing for what God in His mercy saw fit to withhold.

Well, hello, insight to Sophie’s heart.  

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When You Don’t Know What You’re Waiting For

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“What do I do, God? What would You have me do in this situation?” 

I wish I could tell you those questions, repeatedly and sincerely prayed, were met with a booming voice from heaven that said, “This is My beloved will in which I am well pleased; go and do it, honey child,” but, alas, that hasn’t happened.

Instead, after writing those questions in my journal, I read Psalm 27 and was met with words that have become as familiar as my afternoon cup of coffee:

“Wait for the Lord;
    be strong, and let your heart take courage;
    wait for the Lord!” -Psalm 27:14

Scripture, man. It’s like yeast: alive and active. It’s like a fog light: searching and exposing. It’s like a sword: sharp and piercing.

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Seven Quotes from Blind Spots

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Have you ever sat through a sermon and thought, “Wow, I wish so-and-so were here so they could hear this. This is speaking directly to their sin, struggles, and circumstances”?

Asking for a friend.

Because you’ve never had those thoughts, right? Oh, of course, me either. What am I talking about? We would never think such arrogant and pompous things.

Okay, but really. I was barely into the introduction of Blind Spots when I had that exact stream of consciousness roll through my brain. And then I realized that was the exact purpose of the book.

Blind Spots directly addresses the seed (and possibly full-grown tree) of pride smack in the middle of the thought that others could benefit from this or that before you could.

Here’s what I believe is the heart of the book:

“Abiding in Christ is the best defense against the blind spots that destroy our joy in following Jesus and set us against other believers with different gifts and callings.” (p. 111)

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Monday Morning Munch No. 159 – Made for Greatness

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And we’re not talking about another human.

The Olympics are great and I adore every part of them, but even the best athletes were made for more greatness than a piece of plated metal on a pretty ribbon.

Don’t put your identity in anything that will not outlast you. Stake your life on what will matter 30,000 years from now.

 

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July Reads

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“To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.” — Victor Hugo, Les Miserables

In June, I shared what books I had read for the first six months of the year. It felt appropriate to publish July’s reads today, as I’ve been told it’s National Book Lovers Day (also, who comes up with these holidays? Asking for a friend).

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Learning to Dream Again

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I’ve been a dreamer my whole life. 

My parents are probably the biggest influences in this. They are extraordinary and I, ashamedly, don’t tell them that enough. Say what you want about the Dallas Cowboys, but my parents are the best cheerleaders the world has ever known. They have fought for me, pushed me, and believed in me when I didn’t even know what that meant or looked like. They taught me to dream, to hope, to drain every ounce of life from each day, and to strive for more than could be attained in this life.

Like Gabriel Oak, who told Bathsheba Everdeen in Thomas Hardy’s Far From the Madding Crowd, “I believe in you entirely. I don’t believe there is anything you can’t do,” my parents reverberated that message my entire life. Their love for me and confidence in the Lord created a space safe to both dream and fail and dream again.

But here’s the thing about my dreams: none of them happened.

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Monday Morning Munch No. 146 – No Typos

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We may now only see blank pages, or maybe nearly-empty pages marked by what appears to be a few scribbles with no pattern or meaning, but take heart—the Master Author is at work.

Even now He is crafting and honing a story for your ultimate joy and His supreme glory.

He’s writing a history for you that is not only preparing you for a future only He can see but one that is establishing a track record of His faithfulness. A perfect track record we can cling to when times are less than perfect and the pages of our story are muddled with coffee stains and what we are sure are typos.

God has never made a typo in your story and He won’t start now.

“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits…” -Psalm 103:2

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Waves of Nostalgia, Basketball Memories and Turning the Page

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Nostalgia can pounce on you sometimes.

Such a moment occurred a few days ago as I re-read some of the columns from when I served as sports editor for The Murray State News in college (some of my favorite years).

As I read one column, “Forever Young” (with a tipped hat to Jay-Z), the words resonated with my heart as much now as they did when I was writing about the basketball team losing in the third round of the NCAA tournament.

Maybe you need to read it too. Maybe you need permission to dream of better days and greater things. Permission to start a new chapter.

Let’s be brave enough to turn the page.

 

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Buy Canvases, Send Me to Asia

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If you haven’t heard, I’m going to South Asia.

And I know you’re on pins and needles wondering how you can help fund this trip, right? Hahaha. But really, if you would like to support the trip you can do so in a few ways. Financially, through a) making a donation, b) scheduling a photo shoot or c) buying a handlettered canvas.

If you’re interested in the canvases, here is a link to show you some of my work.

Typical sizes and prices are as follows (but there are plenty of other sizes if you’re interested!):

5x7s – $10
8x10s – $15
11x14s – $25
16x20s – $35

You can pay through PayPal or send a check. Email me at sophie[at]realtruthmatters[dot]com if you’re interested in placing a custom order or you want to order something from the pinterest board.

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