• Conformity to Christ,  Singleness

    Oh Abba, let Thy Will become my dream.

    How so often we put things in two separate boxes and then feel they are unreconcilable. God’s will is in one box and our dreams are in another. We cling to our dreams but yet at the same time still want God’s will. Then struggle begins because we feel like we can’t have both, and partly, it’s true.  But perhaps there is another way to sort out this dilemma.  It is true that if the Lord Jesus has bought you with His blood, He owns you and you are not your own. This includes your dreams, plans, and wishes. When you come to Christ you must lay down YOUR dreams, but…

  • Helpmeet,  Motherhood,  Singleness,  Womanhood

    Are You Willing to Be Nameless?

    This story that I’m about to share is allegory excerpt from a book called, “Sir Knight of the Splendid Way”. It is an allegory story of the Christian life and of the different battles Christians fight with along the way toward home. May this little bit encourage your heart as it did mine. “Hear the wonder of the story of Sir Nameless. When he was a young knight he was eager-hearted as the youth should be, fired with the hope of youth and fortified by the courage of faith. He dreamed of high adventure, yet not for his own glory, but for the King’s. What men dared, he could dare,…

  • Motherhood

    Thoughts From An Older Mother

    In Titus 2:3-5, we read of the words of our Lord in commanding women to teach other women several different concepts. The one that is of interest today in my blog is the command for women to teach other women to love their children. The Lord tells us that this issue should be taught so that the Word of God would not be blasphemed. Pretty important stuff! So here is my story. After our 3rd child was born, I began telling others, with great surety, that this would be our last child. We had named our precious little boy Zachary and I laughingly spoke of how he was our last…

  • Conformity to Christ,  Womanhood

    Self Confidence = Virture & Immodesty?

    There is a lie that has been floating around for a long, long time in the culture and also in the church and I would like to make a stab at it with the Sword of Truth. In our long quest to help women with being confident in their own skin and bodies, we have picked up this lie of what being confident actually looks like. This lie is that when one finally achieves confidence in their body, they will have the freedom to dress however they wish. You and I have all seen the fashion shows that “help” women to dress confident and it always results in showing off…

  • Conformity to Christ,  Womanhood

    Simple Modesty

    Yes, I know this is a huge topic that most tend to just leave alone, but since I find it in scripture and I wholly want to please my Lord and Savior, I must be concerned with it. First, I would like to point out that there is far left and far right on this issue. There are so many voices and opinions and lines and degrees of what people deem modest that it can get real confusing real fast. Since it seems confusing most just throw up their hands and say forget it, I’ll just dress in what I feel is best. But that also doesn’t work because we…

  • Conformity to Christ,  Helpmeet,  Motherhood,  Singleness,  Womanhood

    Women Are Insecure Of Their Own Femininity

    I recently heard someone make this comment and it struck me. Could this really be the case? What is the definition of insecure? 1. not confident or assured; uncertain and anxious. 2. not firm or set; unsafe. So are women really uncertain and not firm or set in femininity? Yes, I believe so and we can see it in our culture around us. Women have been told that their femininity is not good enough. We are told that to have worth and value and live significant lives, we must take on masculinity. These ideas have been pushed in our culture for a while now. Women are feeling uncertain as women.…

  • Conformity to Christ

    But What If…

    We love to play this game. We make decisions on it. We give up because of it. We allow fear and doubt to win because of it. We miss out on victory because of it. It is the “what if” game. What if I don’t receive healing? What if I have another miscarriage? What if I am consumed with bitterness after I forgive? What if they think I condone it? What if I tithe and then can’t pay my bills? What if I can’t support my family? What if I have another child and can’t give them what they need? What if my health declines? What if my children grow…

  • Conformity to Christ,  Womanhood

    Can We Move On To Higher Things Now?

    Fashion. Makeup. Self-image. Perfect weight. Flawless skin. These are subjects that concern and consume unbelieving women, but also, concern and consume us believing women as well. I’m asking, should this be so? I’ve grown weary with these subjects. Just plain tired of them. I feel they are robbing us of eternal mindsets and visions. Just think about it with me for a minute. Here we are in a world of darkness, souls are dying all around us, babies are being murdered every day, mothers have lost their mother-hearts, fathers are abandoning their posts, men and women are throwing off masculinity and femininity, families are broken down, tons of children are…

  • Conformity to Christ,  Singleness

    I Want To Be A Slave

    “I wanna be a new man and set aside my old skin cause as hard as I’ve been trying I can stop wounding Yours I wanna be a slave and surrender all my dreams then forget I ever had them and live inside of Yours I want to be forgotten and be fully eclipsed in just the gospel and its sweetness that and nothing more I wanna be a dead man just a body You can live in I wanna be Your prized possession that and nothing more” These are the lyrics of a 1 minute and 43-second song. It’s a very short song, but the lyrics get me every…

  • Motherhood

    I Am Guilty Of Abortion.

    I’ve never walked into an abortion clinic. I would never consider letting a doctor take the life of my unborn child, but I am guilty of putting my own desires before God’s and before another human.  One day I fell into a pit of fear—gut-clenching panic, a debilitating numbness in my limbs, stark terror rushing through my brain. I checked and rechecked the test strip in my hands before finally assuring myself that it was all right. I wasn’t pregnant. But if I had been? A kid would cramp my style. It would change the life I’ve made for myself: a comfortable, good life. I have a husband who loves me, friends, work,…