Tag: #grace

Meditation: My Redeemer is Beautiful!

My Redeemer is beautiful! I am meditating on the great hymn Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed? Was it for sins that I have done He suffered on the tree? Would He devote that sacred head for sinners such as I? Here, Lord, I give myself away. ‘Tis all that I can do. And step by step on this journey of faith, Jesus restores … Read More Meditation: My Redeemer is Beautiful!

Meditation: God’s Goodness

Meditation from Psalm 107. God is good and his mercy endures forever! I am redeemed! He is restoring my soul day by day. He meets me in grief. He rejoices with me. I praise His name. I can say, “Happy is the woman, who is forgiven!” Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, O give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! … Read More Meditation: God’s Goodness

My Worth is Untouchable

How the letter “Y” creates heresy? In women’s ministry today, I am hearing more and more good women leaders confuse the words worth and worthy. I have been to different conferences, and listened to women that I respect tell the audience, “You are worthy.” The #MeToo movement brought sexual abuse to the forefront. Jesus restores the dignity of women like myself who endured abuse. … Read More My Worth is Untouchable

From Powerful to Powerless??!??

Power is intoxicating. Always has been. Eve wanted to be like God knowing good and evil. Taking on a role that did not belong to her, she ate the forbidden fruit to find wisdom. Isn’t that what we want? We want to be in control of our lives in every way. She wanted exactly what we want, “to be like God.” We are in … Read More From Powerful to Powerless??!??

She’s not one of us

Getting off the school bus, she was sure to walk a few steps behind the group of pretty girls, not wanting them to notice her. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words kill.” She knew her place. As she crossed over to the other side of the tracks, she wondered what it would be like to own a new dress with … Read More She’s not one of us

Meditation: A Lamp And A Light

Today, we start a new series at McElwain Baptist Church, RESTORED. Sadly, I’m missing the first sermon because I’m home with “stomach” cramps. I can give testimony to His restoration! I am being restored! I am so thankful that Jesus redeemed me and is continually using His word to restore my life. This is my meditation for today. I need to be reminded that … Read More Meditation: A Lamp And A Light

Does God love me?

When Kai died, the trauma of loss and grief overwhelmed me in torrents of pain and sadness. At times the pain grew so intense, it left me gasping for breath. I was drowning in sorrow.  How could a God who says He loves me, let me go through this?  Isn’t He all powerful?  Isn’t He good?  There’s no darkness in Him, right? My pain … Read More Does God love me?

Unloved

Grief GOT HARD! So I stopped blogging for what… 3/4 years. I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about starting again for a long time now.  This journey of healing has been crazy.  I will blog about the deep grief and recovery later, but in honor of Valentine’s Day, I’ve worked on a piece titled Unloved. Unloved From my earliest memories, I felt unloved.  I … Read More Unloved

Darkness

In the middle of darkness my hope remains.  I have come to identify with Noah. Imagine what the atmosphere was like to wake up day after day in the ark, a giant coffin covered in black tar floating on the waves of a world wide flood with no land or sun in sight. Bone deep darkness. Imagine the fierce storm with thunder, lightning, and … Read More Darkness

Still My Soul Refused to Die

I’ve struggled with this post. Writing and re-writing, still not able to express what I‘m feeling. This life has taught me that everyone has a story. Most stories lead us to ask, “Why does God allow suffering?” I’ve been asking that for over a year now, and I want to share a thought. Well, not just the last year, if I’m honest, I have … Read More Still My Soul Refused to Die

Identify the lie

In the days after I delivered Kai darkness pressed on me from every side. The stillness and quiet of the night became a living nightmare. My will to choose to believe the Lord exercised my faith. I’d like to say that it was easy, but it wasn’t. I wrote this to my friends and family on June 21, “To all who are grieving with … Read More Identify the lie

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