Posted by Julie on February - 22 - 2012
I apparently was out of it last week feeling under the weather because I forgot to do the A2Z meme for the letter F. So today I double up. F—Forget G—Garage I know, clear as mud, right? But I think for someone, it might be a FANTASTIC lesson. See, nearly eight years ago we knew we were moving 300 miles away from everyone and everything we knew. It was a huge step of FAITH during a very dark season of loss and change. While I stayed in Upstate NY to sell the house, my husband rented in Ohio looking for [ Read More ]
Posted by Julie on February - 20 - 2012
It’s Marriage Monday! e-Mom wants to hear from you, so take a look, write your post, and link up. Here’s your chance to tell us what you’ve learned about submission in Christian marriage. I know that for some women, this is a particularly challenging topic. If you’re uncomfortable with this one, no worries. Feel free to take a pass this time around. However, if you’re ready to dive right in—but stumped as to how to begin—you might consider selecting one of the following writing prompts. 1. Define the Greek word for submission, “hupotasso” [hoop-ot-as-so]. 2. Tell us a story. [ Read More ]
Posted by Julie on February - 19 - 2012
Each Sunday I like to post one of my amateur nature pictures along with a thought about God, in hopes that it encourages you on this day of rest. You can love it, hate it, agree, disagree, but know this, you didn’t find this post by accident. I shared a couple weeks ago on Facebook about my lack of peace regarding something in my life that has burned me and left me emotionally scarred, if you will. My something is most likely different than yours, but when this thing comes to my attention, my stomach tightens, my mind reels, and [ Read More ]
Posted by Julie on February - 18 - 2012
Last week I shared my utter frustration with fellow shipmates during a recent cruise. I promised to write about the opposite of their selfishness and today is the day. Of all the things I could walk off a cruise and be impacted by, I returned home stunned. It wasn’t the food, the shopping, or the sun (because there really wasn’t any.) It was the servants. I couldn’t get enough information about the lives of those who worked day and night to serve the passengers. I learned they came from 62 different countries and resided on the second deck. One Romanian [ Read More ]
