When your soul is disturbed and in despair, I'm here to tell you: you don't have to stay there. It often seems easier, and sometimes we want to, but it's definitely not better to. Jesus came that we may have life, abundant life; let's not sit back while the enemy tries to steal, kill, and … Continue reading What To Do With A Downcast Soul
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Butterflies and Soaring Birds
What do you see when you take a moment to be still, breathe deep, and have a long look outside? Leaves are changing color and falling soft to the ground. The wind makes the blades of grass dance and the crisp leaves sweep across the yard. A swirling storm of helicopter seeds fall from the … Continue reading Butterflies and Soaring Birds
The Prodigal Daughter
I'm the prodigal daughter. You wait for me to come home. I might not have gone as far as last time. Been gone as long. Spent as much money. But all the moments I spend away from You add up, collecting dust. And still, You wait for me to come home. Back into Your presence. … Continue reading The Prodigal Daughter
Breakthrough
We got some not-so-great news on Sunday night. And a few more frustrating things happened on Monday. Little things, but they add up. So Monday night, the following unfolded. It’s a little raw, less polished than usual. More of a progression, if you will, from fear to faith, from doubt to hope, from shaken to standing firm. … Continue reading Breakthrough
Times of Refreshing
We are officially Pennsylvania residents!! It has been quite the journey to get to this place... lots of trusting, lots of waiting. The trek itself across the country was probably the hardest thing I've ever done. Traveling 15+ hours everyday for 5 days straight with three of my kids (one of whom gets carsick)... Our first … Continue reading Times of Refreshing
Next Steps
When the time comes to leave the people you love, and you reflect back on the last six months... All the waiting, wondering, the what if's - they culminate and you're left with memories of grief and joy, sorrow and trusting, broken hearts mended with open hands... When you know you're going to miss "this"... your … Continue reading Next Steps
Irritated (A Better Response)
I've always loved the meaning of my name: "Pearl." Years ago, someone spoke over me (I don't know if they knew what my name means) that I am like a pearl, pulled out of the mud (by God) and placed in settings of gold. I have carried that picture of redemption with me ever since … Continue reading Irritated (A Better Response)
My Race to Run 