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Gideon – This Is my Maiden Name

Gideon – This Is my Maiden Name

Contributor: Kay Gideon “The Lord is with you, o valiant warrior.” Judges 6:12 You may know the story of Gideon in the Bible. But here is my story. My parents were divorced when I was 3 years old, and my father was not involved in our lives other than to pay child support. My mother went on to marry again and divorce. She was left with 5 children.   Life was hard for me as a child. I w ...[Read More]

Accountability Hurts, Right?

Accountability Hurts, Right?

My mama always told my sister and me to keep it real. Keep it real, girls. Don’t pretend. Don’t cover up. Don’t hide. First off, being a woman is stinkin’ hard. Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for funky toenail polish, amazing Target deals, and a good pair of earrings, but man. Some days stink. Am I right? Honestly. Some weeks being a woman following hard after Jesus is just plumb exhausting. More oft ...[Read More]

What Does a Stunted Spruce Have to Do with the Gospel?

What Does a Stunted Spruce Have to Do with the Gospel?

The last time you and I talked, it was all about building margin and practicing quiet. How’s that going for you? Did your choices over this spring break lend itself to making room for rest and relationships? I hope it did. So let’s switch gears this week and briefly chat about TREES. Yep. Trees. These guys are phenomenal storytellers. (Stay with me, ladies. I promise I’m not a tr ...[Read More]

A Teen without a Car. Would that Mean “Having a Bad Day”?

A Teen without a Car. Would that Mean “Having a Bad Day”?

Photo credit: Hannah S. It sounds like the world has forgotten that having a bad day is just a matter of perspective. Years ago when I still lived in the beautiful southeast part of Brazil, I was fortunate and blessed to live downtown in a city called Juiz de Fora. Everything was right there within my reach, in a matter of a short walk. I could walk to many of the grocery stores in the area, I cou ...[Read More]

I Had Panic Attacks

I Had Panic Attacks

Hard life experiences and two seasons of panic attacks have caused me to lead a life in a sense of being misunderstood and victimized. Very few people have stood up to hold me accountable to living this way and I am grateful for them. But I know now that God is teaching me to hold myself accountable to these feelings and this past year has been one of the mentally toughest thus far.

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