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Do you ever find yourself asking God what His will for your life is? "What's my specific calling?" I often wonder. Beyond our purpose of loving God and loving others, do you ever question what God has specifically asked of you? How are you supposed to use your unique giftings and abilities to serve God's kingdom? I've found myself wondering this very thing. Recently I was challenged by my pastor's sermon. The funny thing is I often find myself seeking what God is asking of m

Do you ever get tired of doing the same things over and over and getting the same results? There have been seasons where I have tried, over and over again, in my own resolve and strength, to eat a healthy diet. I have found myself falling and failing time and again. I can easily get so discouraged when I falter that I just stop trying all together and eat whatever I want. I figure I'll fail anyways, so why even bother trying in the first place? Partially, it's true. I can't

This weekend I found myself reflecting on a time in my life when my idea of nearness with God was closely linked to my feelings. I recalled the days of sitting on my little balcony, desperate to meet with God. I would pray for God to draw near, that I would be able to feel Him so close that I would be moved to tears. And often, I was. Not to discount those moments - because as the tears came, I certainly did experience the power and presence of God. But there are times in li

I didn't have the greatest start to my Saturday one particular morning. I let my frustration towards my husband build up. I felt God nudging me to sit down and spend some time with Him before approaching my husband. But of course, I just couldn't leave it alone. Instead, I went directly to my husband and poured out all my frustrations. Needless to say, I did not handle the situation with much grace, compassion, or care. Thankfully, God worked even in the middle of my lack of

Does anyone else feel like me? Weak, worn, and weary? Some days (most days) I am tired. Getting out of bed in the mornings feels like an impossible feat. It's all I can do to hold myself together enough to get out the door and off to work. And many days that doesn't happen before first laying into my husband, simply because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Now, not only do I have to trudge off to work feeling frazzled, guilty, and exhausted, but I've missed my most imp

It's hard to believe I really am here - so very close to the moment I will get to hold my very own book in my hands! It really is a...