Last night while studying Scripture with other women I was convicted of a particular sin. It was one of those “ugly branches that needed cutting down” as Cara talked about in her post this week about autumn. It was both hard and good. We studied the passage from John 9 where Jesus healed the man who was blind from birth. As our teacher walked us through the story, I saw the deep compassion of Christ and my poor reflection of it.
Read MoreOne of the reasons I love living in Kentucky is because we get to experience all of the seasons. Each season brings with it joy and frustration. The lovely blooms of spring coupled with the crippling allergies of the pollen. The warmth of summer quickly turned into suffocating heat and humidity. Winters soft, white snow that muffles out the noise of the world yet coupled with depressing grey skies clouding the brightness of the sun.
Read MoreWe laughed and cried as we marveled at God’s goodness to us. The few weeks that I carried our child were a gift I will always treasure. The joy we had was overwhelming and the grief that followed was crushing.
Read MoreEvery year we pick a biblical theme to focus on at the retreat. This year, another girl and I are teaching on the doctrine of adoption. I’m excited to teach because nothing has impacted my life like Scripture. Nothing has shaped and reshaped my thinking like God’s word. I’m eager to share it with others.
Read MoreIt had been a hard week. It had been a week of caring for people who are suffering. It had been a week of helping my teenagers deal with living in a really broken world. It had been a week of facing people I care about breaking down physically, mentally and emotionally. It had been a week where the needs of everyone around me exceeded my own strength and ability.
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