An Open Letter to Husbands…

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An Open Letter to Husbands … You know the feeling, the heart-pounding, tight-chested, palm-sweating moment filled with dread. “OH NO. This can’t possibly end well,” you might think, as you watch her crying, listening to her complaining that she doesn’t feel loved. The adrenalin has kicked in and you feel close to panic. All you want to do is […]

4 Thoughts to Take Captive

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Sara stirred awake, hearing the baby’s whimpering through the monitor. Eyes barely open, she glanced at the clock. The red digital display said 3:23. Whimpering turned to fussing, then crying, and Sara knew the three week old’s tummy was waking him. She sighed.  She pushed back the covers, sat up and eased out of the […]

Four Things To Remember to Change Your Life…

Peace about my husband’s heart condition surrounded me like a warm blanket for days before, during, and after our retreat this weekend. But this morning, I felt the familiar flame of fear’s sharp tongue licking around the edges of my spirit. Instead of starting my day with Him, life interrupted, discussion ensued, and I found […]

Dare 23 of The Respect Dare… and GIFTS

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Is “receiving gifts” your husband’s love language? God knew I didn’t have time to think this week because of the first ever Daughters of Sarah Boot Camp – please pray for us all as we do this NEW next thing! 🙂 Our pilot groups are starting this summer – we’re so very excited!! 🙂 Anyway, […]

When Your Husband Is …

When your husband is what? I don’t even know what to call it. In danger? At risk of dying? 6:30am. He’s leaving for work. I watched him lift his uber-heavy computer backpack and cringed. How much does that weigh? Is it more than he’s allowed to lift? Will that be the thing that sends us […]

Got Sorrows?

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Throat tight, fiercely pounding heart throbs in my ears. Eyes wet. And that smell. Why do hospitals always have that smell? We walked silently to the elevator together after meeting with the doctor. I wasn’t sure I’d make it. My legs felt funny. Weak. Wobbly. I literally didn’t know what to say. How does one […]

Dare Nineteen… The Respect Dare

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Just an inside tidbit of debated truth in our house – it wasn’t 17 frying pans. It was 27. And yes, gluttony rears its ugly head in multiple ways, at church picnics, and in keeping and acquiring. So now we have 8 pans we fry in. And while I’d love to be inspirational today, love […]