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Ten Years Later

Posted by Julie on December 31, 2016 in About Me, ACFW, COTT, encouragement, God's Word, Julie Arduini, Life Lessons, Writing |

I clearly remember the night. While most people were out for New Year’s, I was staring at the little box on my laptop screen. Clicking the “Create Blog” box in my mind felt as tense as dismantling a bomb.

Around 2006

It was my first act after promising God I was done with fear.

Afraid of what people might think.

Afraid of rejection.

Afraid, afraid, afraid.

I can’t put into words how scary creating that first blog was.

December 31, 2006.

Fast forward, and here we are. A decade later. A blog or two after.

Not afraid.

And so much more.

For years, blogging was my baby. I was content to make that my only writing outlet if that was all God had for me. But it wasn’t. I don’t blog as much as I want to, and I’ve watched blogging popularity ebb and flow as much as my own life has. But I still love it.

2011

I’ve shared parenting journeys from pre school age milestones to teen drama.

Middle school drama to college achievements.

Thirty-something wife and mom to forty-something grandma to-be in 2017.

Seasons of friendships, heartbreak, betrayal, creativity, hardship and mountain views.

Companies wanting my space. And only this year did I agree because I personally use their products and believe in them. I hope you check out iBloom and love them as much as I do.

Oh, and writing.

2016

Anthologies. Gift books. e-How. FaithWriters. ACFW. NaNoWriMo. Spectacular Falls to Entrusted. Entangled. Now, Engaged.

Wow.

I saved the best for last.

You.

I’ve heard from you in comments and on Facebook. Pulled aside at church and through text. E mails. You have been so, so kind.

Let’s keep it going.

Another ten?

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Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled

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Remember the polar vortex?

For us, the dozen days off of school because of weather?

I remember asking, Lord, are you sure this will end?

If He’s given you a promise, don’t lose sight.

He is not a liar.

Not sure there are any promises over your life?

I triple-dog-dare you to find a Bible reading app or open up your Good Book and find them.

If He said it, it will come to pass.

He changes times and seasons; he deposes kings and raises up others. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning.

-Daniel 3:21

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Saturday Confession: What I Learned from Dr. Frasier Crane

Posted by Julie on February 15, 2014 in About Me, encouragement, Julie Arduini, Life Lessons, Saturday Confession, surrender |

Ah,  the stomach bug. Are there any positives to heaving hours on end? Weight loss, temporary in most cases. And a lot of TV.pen-paper_zps90ecf193 (2)

I had the bug a couple weeks ago and besides a Friends marathon, I also was up during the wee hours while the rest of the house slept in good health. I realized Frasier was on, so in between my reason for being awake, I watched a couple episodes of this Cheers spin off.

In it, Dr. Frasier Crane was preparing to return to private practice, something he hadn’t done since his Cheers days. He was insecure, enough that even buying a couch for the office was paralyzing him.

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And in it, whether a God inspired a-ha moment or fever, a little nugget of wisdom dropped in my heart.

Frasier had to move on from what he knew and was comfortable for him. The Cheers barstool was a safe place. He had friends. But his new life as Frasier beckoned. He had to try new things like a radio show. Living with his dad after many years. Returning to private practice.

Wow. I could relate to that.

Frasier was leaving an old season. It had served him well, but it was time to move forward. It meant leaving people and places. And it was scary.

Wow. I’m living that.

He didn’t see Sam anymore. Sure, they were still friends on paper, but the relationship was gone. At least as the characters knew from the Cheers days.

Wow, that’s my life.

And in the new season came new opportunities, and friendships. Daphne. Roz, Mishaps with his brother, Niles. New memories and experiences for growth.

In that new season, he didn’t begrudge the old days. He was grateful for everything Cheers gave him. But, Frasier was called Frasier for a reason. The Cheers gang was gone.

Frasier succeeded as a show because the writers were able to successfully transition the character to a new setting. So much so, younger people probably didn’t know the good doctor came from an ensemble show before that. He couldn’t be snobby in Seattle if his heart and head were still in Boston.

Wow. There’s a lesson.

My heart is tempted to return to my Boston, a place where I knew who to call and where to go for my opportunities. But it’s 2014 and my Boston is gone. My heart now lives in a Seattle of sorts, a new mindset with new lessons. Different people. I can’t succeed if I keep lamenting my Cheers days.

And neither can you.

Does this make sense? Are you stuck in another season, wishing for the good old days when God has clearly called you away from those times, people, and situations? It doesn’t mean you regret the Cheers days, you’re thankful. But you still move on. Like Frasier.

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Sabbath Sunday: The Bridge

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This isn’t the best picture, but that’s why I tell people I’m an amateur nature photographer. I take them with my phone. And this happened to be while in a car that was going over a bridge on Chautauqua Lake in Upstate NY.

As you know, each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture along with a few encouraging words about God’s love for you.

What you might not know is this spot is my favorite visual when I travel back to family. It’s a 300 mile trip one way and no matter the season, I love what I find as I look beyond the bridge. My husband knows this about me, so when he travels without me, he’ll contact me and say I’m on the bridge. (He has a hands free device.)

But this picture doesn’t look so welcoming. It almost has a haunting look that can bring on a chill. The waters are frozen. That building looks isolated.

Who would sign up for a visit to that place?

But like I said, each time I drive over that bridge, it’s never the same. Last October it was 70 and I saw a lone boat streaking through the waters. In July there are water skiers. In November the trees become bare.

Isn’t that like life? If I knew everything that was coming around the bend, I wouldn’t sign up. But here I am. Some days are like summer—full of opportunity. Then there is the vibrant harvest. I’ve enjoyed the blossoms that my spring brings. But the harsh winter days of my soul? They feel like this picture looks.

No matter what you find when you drive past the bridge, I hope you put your trust in the One who makes all your days possible. He has purpose to every single day. Not to isolate and taunt you, but to grow and transform you.

Because one day those frozen waters will melt, and people will line those buildings and waters.

And it won’t feel so alone.

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Sabbath Sunday: The Bridge

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This isn’t the best picture, but that’s why I tell people I’m an amateur nature photographer. I take them with my phone. And this happened to be while in a car that was going over a bridge on Chautauqua Lake in Upstate NY.

As you know, each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture along with a few encouraging words about God’s love for you.

What you might not know is this spot is my favorite visual when I travel back to family. It’s a 300 mile trip one way and no matter the season, I love what I find as I look beyond the bridge. My husband knows this about me, so when he travels without me, he’ll contact me and say I’m on the bridge. (He has a hands free device.)

But this picture doesn’t look so welcoming. It almost has a haunting look that can bring on a chill. The waters are frozen. That building looks isolated.

Who would sign up for a visit to that place?

But like I said, each time I drive over that bridge, it’s never the same. Last October it was 70 and I saw a lone boat streaking through the waters. In July there are water skiers. In November the trees become bare.

Isn’t that like life? If I knew everything that was coming around the bend, I wouldn’t sign up. But here I am. Some days are like summer—full of opportunity. Then there is the vibrant harvest. I’ve enjoyed the blossoms that my spring brings. But the harsh winter days of my soul? They feel like this picture looks.

No matter what you find when you drive past the bridge, I hope you put your trust in the One who makes all your days possible. He has purpose to every single day. Not to isolate and taunt you, but to grow and transform you.

Because one day those frozen waters will melt, and people will line those buildings and waters.

And it won’t feel so alone.

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Sabbath Sunday: The Bridge

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This isn’t the best picture, but that’s why I tell people I’m an amateur nature photographer. I take them with my phone. And this happened to be while in a car that was going over a bridge on Chautauqua Lake in Upstate NY.

As you know, each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture along with a few encouraging words about God’s love for you.

What you might not know is this spot is my favorite visual when I travel back to family. It’s a 300 mile trip one way and no matter the season, I love what I find as I look beyond the bridge. My husband knows this about me, so when he travels without me, he’ll contact me and say I’m on the bridge. (He has a hands free device.)

But this picture doesn’t look so welcoming. It almost has a haunting look that can bring on a chill. The waters are frozen. That building looks isolated.

Who would sign up for a visit to that place?

But like I said, each time I drive over that bridge, it’s never the same. Last October it was 70 and I saw a lone boat streaking through the waters. In July there are water skiers. In November the trees become bare.

Isn’t that like life? If I knew everything that was coming around the bend, I wouldn’t sign up. But here I am. Some days are like summer—full of opportunity. Then there is the vibrant harvest. I’ve enjoyed the blossoms that my spring brings. But the harsh winter days of my soul? They feel like this picture looks.

No matter what you find when you drive past the bridge, I hope you put your trust in the One who makes all your days possible. He has purpose to every single day. Not to isolate and taunt you, but to grow and transform you.

Because one day those frozen waters will melt, and people will line those buildings and waters.

And it won’t feel so alone.



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