There’s so much more that I could say. But I’ve run out of time and words and I’m ready to move on. #allume
Allume is such a giving community. The people involved give – over and over and over.
How can I join hands with my sisters and shine in a brilliant army of stars when I’m not willing to join hands with the one standing beside me who should matter the most?
As soon as Bianca uttered the words “the little oil that we have,” I was overcome with a visual picture of what God was asking me to do – how He was going to work in me and through me in regard to my marriage.
I wanted it to happen. A sign, a symbol, confirmation of God’s love and grace – His voice saying, “Yes, my child, you are in the right place.”
Love is a choice; but some days, I’m just too weary to make it.
I’d like to share how my husband and I have dealt with the drastic reduction in our income over the last year. Head over to Brightpeak to read “How to Make a 50% Pay-Cut Work.”
Improving my writing, however, is something I can do right now. I’ve heeded these words – taken them on as a challenge to hone this craft.
My stories can wait to be told until I’m mature enough to tell them well.
But as I stood there in front of her, humbled as she gave me a necklace, an awkward hug, I didn’t see a star – I saw a sister.
And then she knelt down next to me, asked me questions, and got to know me as well as anyone can in a ten-minute conversation. I felt understood and noticed and cared for.
All he knows is mommy was gone and all was not right in his world, but now she is home and he can let go.
Here we are. It’s Thursday night and Lisa Jo Baker is standing here about 5 feet from me and we are at the Live Five Minute Friday at Allume. And I’m going to attempt to write this on my (borrowed) iPad which I haven’t had much practice typing on. And she chose a word I … [Read more…]
But then Allume will be over and I will return to the real. To the one-on-one. To the ladies I sit next to in choir and church Bible study and potluck dinners.
But I do have a confession. One big fear. The biggest of big. One that I have hinted at and tried to plan and control away. It’s the one I’m scared of the most.