Do you ever pray fractured prayers?
Do you ever wish your personality was like someone else’s?
Does your life demand more than you can possibly give?
I have a love/hate relationship with Women’s Conferences
Two weeks ago I attended the IF:Wilmington women’s conference in my hometown of Wilmington, NC. There were around 800 women that attended with me. It was a beautiful picture of the body of Christ because we were young, old, and middle-aged (me!) as well as black, white, Hispanic and Asian. I was privileged to serve at the conference as a greeter so I was able to speak to many of the women who attended.
Your crushed spirit attracts God like a magnet
Tears flooded my eyes as the gravity of the diagnosis settled upon me. My precious son. My only son. A devastating disease and a precarious future.
I was crushed.
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Miss Frances is now 102 year old and she has two living sons and one who has gone to be with Jesus. She does not have any daughters to visit her, so when I visit, I dress to the hilt. I put on my flashiest shirt (sequins are great) and pile on my loudest jewelry. Sometimes I add extra jewelry in the parking lot before I go in. Miss Frances loves to see my outfit, touch my jewelry, and comment on my hair. She’s commented on other aspects of my body (including my bra size) and she’s given me sex advice. She is a hoot.
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This is a guest post by my college roommate and best friend, Nicole Holmes.
Confession: I’m a big, fat liar … to myself.
Last week, my kids were bickering in the other room. I heard my 7-year-old daughter, who is known for her flair for the dramatic, say to her 9-year-old brother, “that’s a big fat lie.” In this case, it was a misunderstanding about a LEGO battle. But it made me think about big, fat lies.
Here’s a big, fat lie I’ve been believing: “if I can fit it all in, I can do it all.”
Here’s its favorite companion, “I’m fine.”
And, another one of my ‘regulars’: “if I keep trying, I can make it work.”
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What lie of the heart are you believing?
A couple of years ago I developed some rather OCD behaviors related to my body weight. I would go into this cycle of going out of town, eating out, gaining weight, coming home, and then trying to lose the gained weight so I could return to my target, healthy weight. I think that all of us can agree that losing weight is not painless or quick! It can be sheer torture.
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