Restless and Running

When you get to a place in life where you look around, and all you see are bits and pieces of what you think your life is supposed to include, you get a sense of frustration. Well. I do.  I’m leading a bible study. The title is Restless. And I am. Restless, I mean. And thankfully I am finding I am not alone. Jennie Allen, the author, talks about threads in our life. She means all the different bits and pieces in our life that God has allowed or given or placed.  For me these include my skills as a…

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Ask and You Shall Receive

This Friday, and seven Fridays after that, I am getting together with a couple ladies in my house. I’ve invited them so I have reason to clean. Ha. Ok. Partial truth. I’ve invited them to coffee talk and mull over some God conversation through a book called Restless.  I’ve written about Jennie Allen. She wrote the book Anything. Boy did she mean it. I’m passionate about how she lives. I want to reflect some of it. Same with Flower Patch Farm Girl. These girls look the world in the face and punch it in the junk like ninjas. Like boss…

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Words Can Be Sticky

Ever come across a quote and know it’s going to change something about you? Maybe change everything about you? Ever read something and wish you hadn’t because once you read it, it’s part of you now? You can’t unhear words. Sometimes you can choose to phase it out or focus so hard on something else you aren’t as affected by it, but sort of you still are. The second you start to wonder, “Am I strong enough to hear this again without freaking out?” You can’t possibly know until you repeat the words or you listen to them again. But…

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Anything:Day1

Our book club has begun. Officially. I love the atmosphere at Starbucks. My hazelnut latte wasn’t too bad either. The best part though was being there with my teen. She is cool and loves Jesus. People these days don’t tend to enjoy kids being involved in church activities that aren’t explicitly kid activities. It’s too much of a soup pot. No, church these days prefers segregated soup. So, in keeping with my wild thing side, and our mandate to disciple other generations, I invited teens.She added plenty to the conversation, and even spoke some truth like a champ. This week,…

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Anything? That Seems Like a Lot

I awoke just now to rain on my window pane. I don’t live in Seattle, so it’s easy for me to say I love it. It is 3 in the morning, and I have been listening to this Nevada downpour for an hour. That’s a big deal here in the desert. I want to just lie here and soak it in like a sponge, but my mind wanders in a million directions. Some prayers. Some unsettled business. Some reminders of what needs to happen from my to-do list. Some mulling over of the books I just finished. I want to,…

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