Here’s a challenge for all bloggers: Look through your first blog post.
After you finish giggling and rolling your eyes, think about what you just read. Think about the person who wrote it. Think about how life has changed since then. now, congratulate yourself for sticking with it!
For complete transparency, I’ve included my first post from December 2010, and this is what I found:
- I am still trying to publish a book—a different one this time, but a book, nonetheless.
- While my speaking ministry has progressed, there are times I still question my ability to tell others of God’s great mercy and grace for us.
- I still realize I am nothing without Christ. My comfort has nothing to do with how good God is in my life. And the scripture still rings true. His plans are still etched in stone.
The cool air stirred and the long rays of morning sun greeted the three of us as we walked the long driveway. It took everything in me not to start crying.
“Today’s a great day!” I said, with too much pep in my voice. I wanted to make sure I told him all he needed to know for this special day. “You’ll meet new people and it’ll be terrific!”
We continued to walk, hand in hand as we always had in the past. He stopped, looked up into my eyes, and with a sober voice, “It is a great day, right, Mommy?”
Little Sis skipped along singing Great day, It’s gonna be a great day … She had no idea the somberness of this moment. But how could she? How could she know what it felt like to lose a baby into an Unknown World?
Have you ever just talked with someone and thought, “I want that they have”? That was my experience when I chatted with my guest blogger, Lauren Reeves. You can find her on Facebook or follow the podcast she offers with Tammy Whitehurst (another inspiring friend) at JoyfortheJourneyPodcast,
I’m not always as strong as I project to be. Sometimes I shut down. I become emotionally paralyzed and can’t move forward. The what-if’s spiral in my mind and harden my heart, leading me to a complete standstill.
It’s all because of fear.
Here I am, inspirational speaker and author, sharing God’s plans for us, yet I struggle with fear primarily in two areas of my life: 1) believing I am loved, and 2) finding the courage to face my calling.
At times, the fear of not being love feels like a war raging within me. I’d always known logically that I am loved, but phrases like, “They only love you because they don’t know you,” or “You’re just a novelty. Give it time and you’ll see their affection wasn’t real at all,” taunted me, allowing fear to get a foothold on my heart, freezing me in my tracks.
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39 NIV
Never has a phase brought more comfort.
Try to think of something not included. Fear of not having enough money? Covered.
Upset with what others are saying about you? Don’t let it get between you and your Heavenly Father. That’s covered, too.
Maybe you’re fretting over (yes, I’m going there) the political climate of the day. While it may hurt your heart and make you sad to see people fighting over commentaries on either side of the aisle, know for a fact that all their chest-pounding or fear-mongering does not have the power to separate you from God’s love. So take a deep breath and know God’s already fought your battle and won!
If you’re not feeling all that confident, drop me a note at email@example.com and let’s talk about it.
You just returned from a writer’s conference. You met people who poured their wisdom into your life and you will never be the same again. Life as a writer has taken on legs and you’re confident you’re on the right course.
Then you curl up into a ball, sit in your favorite chair, and stare at the television.
What just happened to you? Read my latest post on the Blue Ridge Conference.
To celebrate Father’s Day, here’s a post I shared earlier. I’d love to hear stories from you about the relationship you have (or had) with yours. I pray it was as loving as mine was. Love you, Dad. I miss you.
Even though my family of origin was pretty dysfunctional, one of my favorite pastimes is to remember stories about my dad and how he honored my feelings and held them close to his heart.
I remember meeting Christina Custodio the fall of 2016 and being immediately impressed by her soft voice and calming manner. It wasn’t until I heard her tell the story that I saw a mighty prayer warrior powerful and mother who has an incredibly personal relationship with God. So personal, in fact, that she had the audacity to ask Him to change his mind in the middle of a crisis involving her son.
Here’s her story …
Connect with Christina at her website, http://www.christinacustodio.com/,
or her “Pray for Isaiah” Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/coollikeisaiah/
Watch a video about Isaiah by the 700 Club here
And thank you, Lisa Moore, for sharing her incredible story of faith. I am blessed to know both of you.
I count it a privilege, Lisa and Christina, to witness your dedication embracing brokenness and discovering hope.
It’s mid-week. How’s it been so far? What do you see in your future? I pray it’s all good, filled with love and laughter. If not, don’t let discouragement or shame rob you of the Joy that’s waiting.
Christine Caine’s devotion, Unshakeable: 365 Devotions for Finding Unwavering Strength in God’s Word offers daily power-packed quick reads to get each day off on the right foot.
Realize we all listen to the opinions of others. Our responsibility is to make the opinions that you listen to count. Focus on God’s perspective. Because really, are any others better?
Celebrate today and get ready to finish the week in an outstanding manner!
What have you done today to show someone you loved them? It’s not too late to give it a try.
Maybe open a door for a busy mom. That could be the nicest gesture anyone offered them today.
Let the panicked driver cut in front of you. Those few seconds may be important to them.
Wave at your neighbors. We often see the same people every day. Let’s show them they’re important.
Actions don’t have to be huge to be life changers. Do something nice. Come back and tell me and the other followers about it. Let’s try and make this a better place … just for a moment.
If you’re anything like me you occasionally battle the feeling of insignificance. You watch as others excel with ease in projects you sometimes struggle. Maybe it’s parenting. Your best friend’s kids seem sweeter and kinder than yours do. And how can it be that every time you go over for coffee her house is spotless?
It can be enough to send you to bed and pull the covers over your head. But know your significance counts in ways you may never know. Continue reading