Guest Posts around the Net. Diams; March 5, 2018. For You formed my inward parts;. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;. Wonderful are Your works,. And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You,. When I was made in secret,. We have been home f.

Trusting God When Life is Hard. The Lie I Believed and the Fear it Created. 5 Promises When the Path is Unbearable. 7 Bible Truths When Fear Presses In. Merry Christmas from Unmasking the Mess.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

Inspiration for Faith, Family and Frugal Living. I blame it on TV. I grew up watching the princesses. You know them, right? They were the ones whose complexions looked like porcelain, whose lips were the color of rose and whose lives were a hot mess. Until, the prince came in and swooped them up into his arms and forever changed their lives. I guess I still am. Because, in so many ways, I try to be them. Or, do I? The lady i.

The Art of Quiet Confidence. Yesterday was quiet, it was Winter. Intermittently gloomy, cold, dark and wet. We walked just a short way and a solitary bluebird, older, I decided because of size ,followed us along. The sun returned with glorious abundance now. How can we not notice? How can we not believe? How can we suppose we know anything, really with certainty other than God? Morning Prayer, jotted freely.

Monday, October 10, 2016. 8220;Write like a motherfucker. Can you tell me a little about your chronic illness journey? How has writing helped? .

Weekly encouragement delivered to your mailbox. The ocean was picture perfect. Shades of blue swept beautifully as the clash of water hitting land reverberated. My toes sunk in the softness of the sand as I walked barefoot, staring at the sun as it began its slumber with a lovely pink hue. What a sight to behold in beautiful Maine.