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1happy-thanksgivingWe all want to be happy, thankful people, yet we sometimes find ourselves being miserable. Life can throw us curveballs, tough times, and painful circumstances. At those times, we may have to work hard to be thankful. But what about the times when life is okay, not perfect, but reasonably good. How many times do we find our hearts being filled with anxiety, stress, and negativity?

Do we really have a choice in our attitude? If you say yes, do you find yourself able to make a choice about your attitude or are you stuck, trapped, bound in the mire of negative yuckiness?

Paul, whom God used to write much of the New Testament, reflected on the difficult points of his Christian life in 2 Corinthians 11.

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Nov
18

The Grace to Forgive

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birthday giftsQuickly name the 5 people you most struggle to forgive. Name the folks you resent. Hate. Dislike. Feel hurt by.

Maybe you didn’t think of 5. Perhaps it was 2. Or 10. Whatever the number is, the truth is we all struggle to forgive at times.

We believe we should. It’s biblical. We often say we forgive, but then we think of that face. The face of the one who hurt us. The one who betrayed us. Let us down. Mistreated us. Ignored us. And that feeling rises in our heart right along with our blood pressure and there it is. Anger. Resentment. Bitterness.

However you paint it, the core issue is a much more vulnerable feeling than the anger and its defensive friends. The core issue is hurt.

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Nov
05

A Tribute to My Daughter

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KB and Me Mother's Day

 

My little girl, Kara Beth, is 28 today. The years have flown by. I remember the excitement of knowing I was pregnant, the thrill of knowing my baby was a girl, the moment of first hearing her heartbeat, the joy of her arrival. And now here we are so many years later, she and I. I am her mom when she needs, and how I love that role and yet we have grown, evolved, changed. We are friends as well.

When she was born, I worried that I wouldn’t know how to parent a girl; the hairbows, the frilly, the emotions. I distinctly remember seeing her become her own self, toddling around with my necklaces and girly stuff, and I knew my fears were needless.

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