2017 Word of the Year: Transformation

Some do resolutions, I do word of the year. Around September I start praying and watching for confirmation. Sometimes the words come later in the year, and I’ve had them as early as October. That was the case for this year. The words have been abundance, revive, chosen, preposterous, perspective and fierce. All good. This year? Transformation. And in my innocence, I try to define what the word will mean…

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2014 Words of the Year Review: Chosen and Preposterous

As I scratch my head in awe that 2014 is here and gone, I’m even more amazed at the ways God delivered on the words He gave me to focus and live for in the year. Because 2013 was abundance, it was awesome He gave two words for 2014. Chosen. Preposterous. I knew right away chosen didn’t mean I was elite or better than. It meant quite the opposite. God…

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Saturday Confession: I’m in Love, I’m in Love and I Don’t Care Who Knows It!

  Sorry to steal your line, Buddy the Elf, but it fits here. I’m in love. But not the kind to get me in trouble with my marriage. Even though it’s not my husband. It’s this guy. No one is more shocked than me. I’m not a big dog person. My sister would even say I’m not a pet person. Compared to her, I’m not. She has such compassion for…

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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I knew rejection, I sensed my life’s call as a misfit. Then I grew and I…

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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I knew rejection, I sensed my life’s call as a misfit. Then I grew and I…

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