Talk about ironic. Or laziness. Not laziness so much as, well, it doesn’t matter. I’m about to break maybe every rule I wrote about on Seriously Write yesterday.
The title of this post stinks; my opening line reads more like a diary than an attention grabbing piece, and a chunk of what will follow will likely cause your eyes to gloss over. Although let’s be honest–you’re a blog post skimmer anyway, right? ;) There’s no shame in that. I’m one, too!
Blame it on my early wake-up or the fact that I’ve already used up all my jelly beans (i.e. energy), or perhaps I could claim that I’m being inclusive and efficient. However you want to spin it, rather than presenting a new post today, I figured I’d point you to some other posts and articles I’ve written this past week. And as a warning, I might do this on occasion, because with my upcoming book launch, I’ll be visiting over 60 blogs between now and October. Figured maybe some of you would like to join me.
For some, the fourth of July is a celebration of freedom; for others it is a reminder of bondage. Of pain. Of fear. Of hopelessness. But there is a hope that is deeper, a love that is truer, and a freedom no one can ever snatch away.
How can one take a step toward that freedom when the road appears shrouded with insecurities and doubts? These pages contain numerous stories: a woman longing to start again but bound by the failures of her past; a young man who, upon reaching adulthood, must face his fears of death; a woman offered a chance of true love but held back by crippling insecurities.
Is God even there? Does He care…enough to reach down and pull these men and women from the messes they’ve landed in, some of them by their own hand?
Freedom. Peace-saturated, joy-infusing freedom.
We pray our stories demonstrate what it looks like in the day-to-day…and provide a little insight into how one grabs hold of that treasured state of heart and mind.
So, here’s where I’ve been this week:
On Internet Cafe Devotions, I wrote about relying on and trusting in God’s power and not our own. You can read it here:
It’s Not Up to You. (Oh, praise God for that!)
On Crosswalk.com I shared some ideas on how parents can help their kids fall in love with Scripture. You can read that here. Help! My Kids Don’t Want to Read Their Bible!
I’m also working on my next Crosswalk article, this one on maintaining imperfect friendships. The more I chat with women on this subject, the stronger I feel about writing it. I’m finding more accounts of broken relationships than those that persevere through human brokenness. Grace. Sometimes it’s easier to receive then give, but what a beautiful example of God’s transforming and redeeming power when we learn to maintain godly friendships, imperfections and all.
That’s it in my world. What about you? Has God been showing you anything, stretching you in an area, or nudging you to step out toward a new opportunity?