One of my favorite pastimes is to lounge in cozy coffee shops as I talk to friend, journal, spend time with Jesus, and dream up ideas and goals for the future. Maybe that’s why New Year’s Day (and the eve too) is one of my favorite holidays, if not my very favorite holiday, along with the lakey goodness of July Fourth and the twinkly lights of Christmas. I generally spend the first day of each new year in a coffee shop doing just that...
Your alarm goes off and you hit the ground running. You grab a cup of coffee, slam down some breakfast, and scramble out the door for another day of breathless, non-stop activity. School, family, work, friends, Pinterest—all of them demand your time and attention. By the time the day is done you’re lucky if you’ve spared a thought or two for more heavenly things, let alone gotten through the evening without retreating completely into your phone.
For my name’s sake I defer my anger: for the sake of my praise I restrain it for you, that I may not cut you off. Behold, I have refined you, but not as silver; I have tried you in the furnace of affliction. For my own sake, for my own sake, I do it, for how should my name be profaned? My glory I will not give to another.” Isaiah 48:9-11
Your hunky crush; your English teacher; your whole high school... staring... at you. A few scream, a few gasp, a handful laugh; but the one commonality is the horror in their eyes. Quickly, you realize something is not right, not right at all. And as you follow their glances and peer down at your body, you find the culprit of their reactions – You. Are. NAKED. Butt... NAKED!
Exodus 25:8, "Let them make Me a sanctuary, that I may dwell among them."
This is one of my favorite Bible verses. While in the wilderness, the Lord spoke to Moses and asked for a tabernacle for the purpose of dwelling with His people.
I sang a song to God one day while I was driving about how I didn’t want the rocks and stones to cry out in my place. (Luke 19:40, “I tell you, He replied, if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”)
Whether you’re trying something new, enduring the grind of the everyday, or facing something you never imagined would come your way, life can be overwhelming and sometimes even scary. When that happens, how do you live brave? How do you learn to become a woman of courage? Who do you turn to as examples or mentors?
Sometimes we meet other young women, and after hearing their story and witnessing their zealousness first-hand, we can't help but say an internal (and external) "YES – YOU GO GIRL!" We live in a society that competes and compares, especially amongst the female world, but when I heard Kedra Pittman (pictured below) speak at a local women's conference about her fire for Jesus, the ways He pulled her out of the world's lies, and how she planned to continue serving Him faithfully, I knew, deep in my heart, this was a woman I wanted to continue to lift up; to applaud; t
My favorite story of the Bible is the true tale of David and Goliath. I'm sure you've seen the storyline; it's been recycled again and again (think Rocky, Forrest Gump, Remember The Titans, Shrek, Mean Girls, even Legally Blonde!) We love to root on the underdog. And in this story – the original – the underdog was David, a shepherd too young for even a learners permit. He held a slingshot and gripped a tight passion for God. If you're unfamiliar, here's the SparkNotes:
Have minds that are alert and fully sober as obedient children. (1 Peter 1:13)