to {abide}
abiding is clinging with a death-grip to grace
staying buried in truth when lies are attacking
choosing love,
again and again and again.
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We woke up this morning to the first snow of the season. The ground was blanketed with a dusting of white and the air was nippy. My husband groaned a little, “I’m not ready for winter,” he said, then caught himself, “but I guess it will come whether I’m ready or not.” I stood for…
The Lord told me I would be a mother. He spoke right into my barrenness and said that He had given me a mother’s heart for a reason. He had not forgotten me and He would not forget me. It was a pretty bold statement to say to a woman facing infertility. A woman…
Our trip was beautiful and hard and sweaty and breathtaking and full of God and friends and blessings.
“The greatest Christians in history seem to say that their sufferings ended up bringing them the closest to God -so this is the best thing that could happen, not the worst.” ~ Peter Kreeft
The house is quiet. Finally. Just the crackling of the wood in the cook stove and the occasional hum of the washing machine. My Bible is open to the Song of Solomon. It wasn’t anything scandalous; trust me, just some research to fact-check an author during an editing project. The dishes have been piled for three days….
This month I’m trying to be intentional about identifying the things I love about my husband. To read more about why, come over to Kindred Grace and read 100 Things I Love About You. In the meantime, join me each day this month for a short post that focuses on something I love about my…
Beautiful!
oh, I like that ‘death grip to grace’ — we need it so!
thanks for linking up.
So good girl! God is the same yesterday, today, and forever… and we get to abide in Him! Whoa!!! 🙂 ~ Blessings sister, Amy
Perfection.
Love. This.
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