Inspiration
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Come and Drink
This was a guest post I made for She’s Intentional (Dainty Jewells). The original post can be found HERE. I hate drinking water. I’ve tried adding flavored tea bags or a few drops of lemon to it, even promising myself a special treat if I drank sixty-four ounces that day. My coworker and I challenged each other, buying matching water bottles with time markers on the side that told us where our water intake should be at certain times of the day. We’d ask one another in passing, “How many ounces are you at?” I’d color in the little box on my daily goal sheet that beamed up at me, announcing,…
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Not Forsaken
This was a guest post I made for She’s Intentional (Dainty Jewells). The original post can be found HERE. (Genesis, chapters 16 + 21) Hagar lifted her chin and held her head high as she led her son past the curious eyes of the onlookers as she made her way out of the camp. She adjusted the waterskin on her shoulder and glanced back at Ishmael to make sure he still held the sack of food. The people stood in the shadows of their tent openings; watching, curious, silent. None stepped forward to help or rise to her defense. I will not cry. I will not — “Mother.” Hagar slowed…
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Cover Me, Lord.
This is a guest blog post I wrote for She’s Intentional (Dainty Jewells). You can find the original post HERE. As I drove home from work, I blasted the song, “Cover Me,” by Mark Condon in an effort to drown out all the inner voices that had hijacked my thoughts. My head throbbed with tension and my hands were damp against the steering wheel. I probably shouldn’t have even been driving. I burst into tears. I’m pretty sure it was a coworker in the Toyota Camry next to me, but I was past caring. Don’t judge me too harshly, but the straw that had broken the camel’s back for me was…
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Random Acts of Kindness
This is a guest blog post I wrote for She’s Intentional (Dainty Jewells). You can find the original post HERE. Remember in December when everyone felt generous? We held doors for one other, bellowed “Merry Christmas!” to everyone we passed, threw wads of loose cash in the Salvation Army bucket in front of Walmart, and volunteered to help serve Christmas dinner at the local homeless shelter. Well…it’s January (Happy New Year!) and the cashier at the gas station this morning didn’t even look at me when she flicked the receipt my way and two people cut me off on my way to the grocery store. I should mention that the store…
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At the Scent of Water
For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant. Job 14:7-9 (KJV) He sat alone in his favorite leather chair, staring out the window at nothing in particular. His tattered journal and pen sat abandoned in his lap as he sighed deeply. It had been a difficult week. Long hours at work, teaching Bible studies, and planning Sunday School lessons.…