There are days when I look at my stretch marks and wish them away. It would be nice to wear a cuter bathing suit, or a hipper pair of jeans. I know it’s all about vanity, but I am human, and a woman…can’t help those moments. But these marks are here to stay, and I just have to accept them. After all, they are a physical reminder of growth. A time when my life changed and I became a mother.
Many of us have gone through a rapid stage of growth and have stretch marks that show this rapid transformation. They are that eternal reminder of a time where we experienced discomfort and even pain.
A time where we changed forever. Continue reading Stretch Marks
So many times the parable of the sower has been taught, in church and in Sunday school. It didn’t hit me until the other day, that it actually has some merit in my daily life as well. For most of my life I have had the soil that doesn’t really absorb much, and the weeds come and destroy what I do start growing. If I let my life get cluttered with things that don’t really matter…then the Word doesn’t have any place to grow.
“A farmer went out to sow his seed. Some of it fell on the road; it was tramped down and the birds ate it. Other seed fell in the gravel; it sprouted, but withered because it didn’t have good roots. Other seed fell in the weeds; the weeds grew with it and strangled it. Other seed fell in rich earth and produced a bumper crop.
“Are you listening to this? Really listening?” His disciples asked, “Why did you tell this story?” He said, “You’ve been given insight into God’s kingdom—you know how it works. There are others who need stories. But even with stories some of them aren’t going to get it: Their eyes are open but don’t see a thing, Their ears are open but don’t hear a thing. Continue reading The Sower
Life can be such a struggle at times. For some the struggle seems constant. There are seasons of pain and seasons of growth. There are seasons where life seems effortless. Right now I am going through some season…don’t know what it is, but I am tired. I am trying to hard to fit into a mold that I think I should be fitting into, and it is not working out very well. Through this whole time I feel the desire to pursue truth and deepen my relationship with Jesus. Continue reading Relentless Pursuit
I have a very strong personal zone around me. Come too close and I move…I try not to, but I do!!! Come in for an impromptu hug and I stiffen, or at least I used to. It takes a lot of work to relax and be aware of the other person…and maybe even of their feelings. Where do these comfort zones come from? Do we learn them from our families? Are they inherited? Have we been injured and rebuffed so many times that we are closing ourselves off as self preservation?
Continue reading Comfort Zone