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Will u help me say yes? Will u help me reach 1000 subscribers? I feel called to write.  Write-how to say yes to God and find life in unexpected places. . I’ve spent five years writing it down, taking classes, joining Compel training, attending She Speaks Writer’s Conference, paying editors, starting a blog, getting on social media.  I’ve spent years trying to following advice. I’ve spent…

What it felt like when God whispered go.

What it felt like when God whispered go.

It was the spring of 1988 and my family had just pulled out of our driveway headed to church when my stomach twisted. I squirmed as I sat behind the driver’s seat of our 1979 chocolate brown Cadillac Sedan Deville.  My seventeen year-old sister sat to my right and, because my brother was absent, the middle seat remained vacant. I guess the Holy Spirit needed the…

When God takes you to the middle-of-no where and leads you to pray with strangers…

When God takes you to the middle-of-no where and leads you to pray with strangers…

Monday night we returned from a last-minute trip to Colorado.  Tim and I had met on a dude ranch in Colorado and taking the kids to the ranch had been on our bucket list.   All it took, was the prospect of virtual learning for the next nine weeks to get us on a plane headed west. With the nearest town thirty-minutes away, we turned right off…

What can we learn from God’s Word about discouragement and distraction?

What can we learn from God’s Word about discouragement and distraction?

Omgoodness…Will my children ever go back to school?? It feels like another round of discouragement and distraction.  I feel frustrated and bullied.  One big perpetual uggh!!! This topic was not on my summer “yes” agenda but it is a topic I’m struggling to overcome. A reoccurring theme of discouragement and distraction.  Frustration with where I am versus where I want to be. I woke up thinking…

Don’t believe every thought that crosses your mind…

Don’t believe every thought that crosses your mind…

Yesterday morning my eight year old son asked me to have a playdate with his best friend.  But it wasn’t just any playdate.  He wanted me to take him and his friend to Texas Roadhouse and let them eat out by themselves.  Although it was a beautiful thought, I said no.  He couldn’t understand it.  Why would I not let them go out to eat by…