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picasso17 ¡ 3 years ago
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Don't You Be Stressin'
Don’t You Be Stressin’
Over the last month, I’ve found myself experiencing stress that nearly incapacitates me, which I haven’t experienced since middle school (College doesn’t count; that’s stressful for everybody.). I’m on the doorstep of the Brock Family Reunion (five days, about 30 people, Myrtle Beach, woot woot!), the first half of which Jake and I are hosting. Jake, however, won’t actually be there for that half…
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picasso17 ¡ 3 years ago
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Give Me Jesus
I’ve recently taken up anew the habit of getting time with Jesus before the girls wake up in the morning. I had been getting this time during their nap in the afternoon, but found I was scrambling to get through it in order to accomplish all of the other “To-Do” list tasks (as in, this was something I was checking off a list) or it was frustratingly distracted (I already had my phone with me, I…
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picasso17 ¡ 3 years ago
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"But, what does He want?"
“But, what does He want?”
Hello! I mentioned in my last post that I’d be blogging the first and third Sunday of each month…well, it’s the first Monday of the month, and not Sunday…we’re starting off quite well, aren’t we? A lot of transitions have been happening in my family’s life, so this post is more of a life update. There’s a verse I’m presently memorizing (thanks K-Love Verse of the Day for bringing it to my…
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picasso17 ¡ 3 years ago
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As I am Sifted...
As I am Sifted…
When I originally started this blog at eighteen years old (Gosh, has it been that long?), I did it to keep myself sane and steady, and to let other people know what I was going through as I tried to follow Jesus while living in New York City, attending an institute that was intolerant to Christianity. I wanted to let other Christians know that God was big enough to preserve their faith as they…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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Why Can't I Get It Right?
Why Can’t I Get It Right?
At the beginning of October, Jake anticipated the next two months to be very busy, with him being gone late most nights, with a few overnights and 24-hour CQ (Charge of Quarters) shifts thrown in there. And so we prepared for it. This past week, however, seemed to be the culminating moment of the first month and a half of expected busyness, as I reached the end of my rope, and seriously needed to…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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Call Me "Colgate"
Call Me “Colgate”
I feel like the last month flew by. When I went to change the calendar over to October, I couldn’t believe September was already over.
In this last month, despite how quickly it went, so much happened. Rhoda and I started her on potty training, Trinity cut two teeth, Jake was in an acting 1SG position for the first time, we met several new neighbors…and so much more. Through all of it, I was…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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Walking the Line
I have observed that our lives are comprised of “lines between,” and what I mean by this is that we live in a constant state of trying to find the line between the extremes, neither of which are ideal, and walk that line like it’s a tight rope.
What made me see this is when I finished a book called “Hearts of Fire: Eight Women in the Underground Church and Their Stories of Costly Faith,”published…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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The Joy of Labor
The Joy of Labor
During the first Sunday of the month, I was traveling from Fort Bragg back to Fort Benning, and therefore did not blog on that day. But behold, here I am to blog, albeit a day late  😛
Much has happened since I last blogged, and much is starting to happen. A few of our neighbors PCSed, some of our close friends will be PCSing within the next few months; Jake just got promoted to a new rank, which…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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Invited to be a Fly
Invited to be a Fly
Well, it’s the first Sunday of the month, so here I am.
Today, Jake had a zoom call with a bunch of godly guys from Fort Bragg in which they’re working through the book “The Master Plan of Evangelism” by Robert E. Coleman. The book itself is an attempt at setting a vision for the future of the ministry of discipleship with which Jesus charged the eleven disciples, specifically by looking as…
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picasso17 ¡ 4 years ago
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One Woman's Trash is the Same Woman's Treasure
One Woman’s Trash is the Same Woman’s Treasure
Before I get into what I’m planning on getting into, I need to give you a picture, not because it’s anything spectacular or unique, but just because I never quite thought this would be the snapshot of my adult life:
In the middle of the day, you can walk through the house, and see several chores half-completed. There are myriad piles of clean dishes (taken out from the dishwasher but not put…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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Not (Yet) an Over-worked Wild Woman
Not (Yet) an Over-worked Wild Woman
*Waves at the Social Media Universe, Sector B, Area C* Hello! Yes, I do still exist. I am alive. I have not yet spiraled into insanity via the wormhole affectionately named, “The Over-worked Wild Woman.”
Before I really get into this post, I want to encourage all writers reading this, if you are not yet married, to wait until you find someone like Jake…okay, not exactly like Jake, because people…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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All of It
Two things that have nothing to do with what I’m posting about today:
Did you know that when you tell people one of your 2020 goals is to finish writing the first draft of your novel, those people start asking you how it’s going?
Parenting a one-and-a-half-year-old, being massively pregnant, being a wife, doing ministry, while also trying to be an individual and not totally lose your mind is…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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A Sampling of the Flavor of the Beginning of the Year
A Sampling of the Flavor of the Beginning of the Year
I really have no idea what I’m doing…I know some things I want to do, and some things I feel like I should be doing, and other things I need to do but don’t want to do…Mostly I’m just realizing that momming is a 24/7 job, and you never stop, that Boston fits all of its stereotypes (the accents, the sports, and the history), and that I don’t understand the grace of God, nor His calling on my life.
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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Adulting is the Worst
Adulting is the Worst
Thursday, December 5, 2019
At about 0600
  Good morning, Lord.
Thank You for bringing me back to Philippians 4:6-7 last night as I was spiraling about the budget, and then for making the chapter I read in “A Woman After God’s Own Heart”be the one on generosity…I think I have a weird mixture of selfishness, the world’s philosophy, and a desire to be obedient to and love You all swirling around in…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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True Gains
“But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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Review#11: A Year of Biblical Womanhood
Review#11: A Year of Biblical Womanhood
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  “WHAT IS ‘BIBLICAL WOMANHOOD’….REALLY?
Strong-willed and independent, Rachel Held Evanscouldn’t sew a button on a blouse before she embarked on a radical life experiment—a year of biblical womanhood. Intrigued by the traditionalist resurgence that led many of her friends to abandon their careers to assume traditional gender roles in the home, Evans decides to try it for herself, vowing to take…
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picasso17 ¡ 5 years ago
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Afraid of Facing It
Afraid of Facing It
I stared at the Priority Mail post office box, packed and ready to go, as it sat on my dining room floor. I’d asked Jake what I should do with my free Wednesday, and he said I should donate that box.
“Donate,” because I’d just learned there was a crisis pregnancy center located within fifteen minutes from my house, and this box was full of brand new extra baby things that Jake and I would never…
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