Faith restored in Marriage

Ahhhh, Marriage. Tis the season. Over the last month, my husband and I have been traveling for two very special celebrations. One was a 40th wedding anniversary and the other was for a wedding day. It was such a honor to participate in the start of one marriage and get a preview to a long lasting one. Today, I went to a baby shower.

Unless you live under a rock, marriage has been a hot topic recently. Both “biblical” marriage and “same-sex” marriage have been buttons that most people haven’t been graciously responding to and there have been some missed opportunities for people to show each other love and simple considerations. Read more

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My Testimony: Seasons of Divorce and Marriage

It was just another cold snowy New England winter. I was leftovers of a broken marriage, living in a wretched apartment, piled under crippling amounts of debt. All I had was, Jacquin, my Golden Retriever and the relationship that was being mended with God. Marriage was the most difficult thing I had ever done and I never expected to ever do it again. Quite frankly, I never wanted to do that again. It was too painful. It wasn’t worth it. People lie, break promises and hurt each other. Read more

Coffee, crepes, and conversation

Que Sera

I’m finding that God is constantly preparing me for what is to come. I do see His handy work in hindsight and get overwhelmed with feelings of being cared for and loved. He doesn’t always reveal what is around the corner and a lesson that He’s teaching me is to live for today by being present. This is a huge challenge for me since I’ve always planned my next move by living in five-year plans. Ironically, I haven’t had one five-year plan come to fruition. This is not due to failure but unexpected events, opportunities, and directions in life. Now with this new surrendered life, I’m letting myself be open to God’s plan for me and whatever that brings. “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:34. So now I find myself singing “Que Sera, Sera… whatever will be will be, the future is not ours to see…” Read more

My Testimony: Somewhere in the middle of my reset

I am not a new Christian.

I was born and raised in an United Methodist Church in Mississippi. I had the foundation laid growing up in the southern church culture. I was also an oldest daughter to a single mother until my preteens. She prided herself on raising an independent daughter that could take care of herself. Mix in a dash of rebellion to social norms and expectations with a curiosity for the world, and that’s me. Fresh out of college I moved in with my Jewish-Israeli boyfriend to live in Tel Aviv, Israel until that didn’t work out anymore. I was naive and over confident in my 5 year plans. Back to the states I came. Not to the south though. I felt more comfortable and at home in New England, the least religious region in the U.S. Now I could float around in life keeping God in my back pocket when I needed him… you know, for emergencies. God was like an old childhood friend you never ever call but know that they’re out there doing stuff. Someone you occasionally bump into, say let’s catch up sometime, but don’t really mean it. That was me. Read more