I’m sharing today over at the Internet Cafe Devotions for Wordfilled Wednesday on a topic close to the heart of More to Be … becoming more like Him. Come join me over there for a quick word and pin-able desktop graphic. Here’s just a peek… …come on over here.
We are honored to welcome a Brenda, of Triple Braided, to More to Be today with a timely perspective on the topic of dating. My mom was sitting at her sewing machine when I went into her room to ask her “the question”. My heart pounded, my hands were sweaty, and I slowly began. “Mom?”, I said. “Chris asked if I could go to church with him on Sunday. Can I go?” I was fourteen years old. “Is he going to drive you to church?” she responded. “Yes, he is.” “Then, no, you can’t go. You cannot date until you’re…
In quietness. With lights out. Darkness falling. Wind no longer howling. The hum of the appliances is silenced by the lack of power. No electricity means no ice machine or fridge cooling. No dishwasher spinning nor laundry swashing. But in the silence of the house is there quietness in the heart? NO! There is a furry of frustration and whirlwind of rage. There is despair and fear. There is loss, albeit gain. In the quietness. No. No to the demands of social media mavens. No to the response of like friends liking. No to the comfort of screen time escape.…
Hurricane Sandy has impacted my region in more ways than one, leaving this space at More to Be dark for nearly a week. I still don’t have power, but have found a respite from the dark and cold nearby at my mom’s home. Grateful is an understatement. I felt like I was losing my mind by day three, acting like a drug addict off her high for too long. By day four, it became apparent to me why so many pioneer women died young. Day five found my great Allume to do list blurred by tear stained prayers of “God,…
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