A heartbreak detour a few months back had me scrambling for default mode. No matter how much I busied myself or how many plates I kept spinning, I couldn’t keep myself together. I couldn’t shake it. Someone had scaled my walls to really see me, opened up my mess and real-time thoughts yet was not overwhelmed by me, sat in my dirt and stayed for a while. Then he dared me to let everybody else into this Layne too, he swore they’d like her even more than they like the faraway one. I’ve heard this dare before; his was an echo of Someone Else’s all-my-life dare: Go ahead, My girl. Just be you already. I made you just-right. You’re Enough because I say so–and what I say goes.
So before I could backtrack or think twice, Abba did it again. He stole me away to the quiet where I’d hear…
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this one’s for my little sisters, who know I love Truth & a good dare
I think you’re special. In fact, I know so! My God swears you are, and what He says and thinks goes. You’re special. The God who spoke stars and tides and mountain ranges into existence in a split second took His time on you. You’re His finishing touch, His grand finale, His pride and all of His joy. The same hands that pioneered creativity itself created you. You were handcrafted by the best, with deep thought and divine attention to detail. His own breath turned dust to Life because He wanted a world with you in it. Your bear Glory’s signature; my God made you just right. He loves the you He handmade. So do I! I wish you loved her too.
I wish I could shake the insecurity and the not-enough right out…
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The past few years of my life, so much of what has gotten me to where I am now has been “no’s”. No- you did not get into your dream school. No- that person does not want to be in your life. No- you did not get that job. No- you do not get to be healthy this year. And its not a negative thing- rather its every closed door that has helped guide me closer to who I am meant to be, and all of the happy things that have come into my life. However, when you go through a long period of no’s it isn’t easy. I mean lets be real, reaching a place in your life where you expect nothing less than disappointment about your dreams is a sad reality for so many people, including myself. And you trust that it is always for the best- but…
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My name is Sydney Pritchard. I am a Christian. I love Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior. And I fell. ————- In our walk with Jesus Christ, there are moments of absolutely being…
Give me a podium and an audience of wide-eyed little sisters and I’ve almost always got good words to say. I spend my days studying her heartbreak, her insecurities, her fears and doubts and dreams and all the names the world’s screaming her way. I’ll tell her the whole Truth. I’ll lock eyes with the brokenhearted and swear that she’s lovable. I’ll tell the wayward she’s welcome back Home. I’ll tell the ordinary she’s something special, the nobody she’s somebody, the too much or not enough that she was handmade just right. I’ll tell her God’s crazy about her, that His Love is priceless and hers for the taking. I’ll swear with everything in me that she is Beloved. Most days I feel made for this, but there are days when I run out of words.
There are days when I stake my Hope in my own qualifications or so-called…
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I’m thankful to be free as an American.
I’m even more thankful to be free in Christ.
Freedom comes with the responsibility to beware of abuses… and while it is easy these days to scroll social media and read all about abuse various groups feel their freedom is experiencing, these things should pale in comparison to the abuses we commit to our own freedom in Christ.
“So I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh. For the flesh desires what is contrary to the Spirit, and the Spirit what is contrary to the flesh. They are in conflict with each other, so that you are not to do whatever you want.”
It’s easy to write something, even easier to type it out on a computer or phone screen. Not as easy to live the things we write sometimes, is it? Saying…
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Yesterday made me realize that there is never a wrong time to focus on gratitude. So, that’s the plan for July! Every post, every photograph… all focused on being thankful. And what better timing? July is here and the full-steam-ahead month of June is behind us which leaves a blazing hot month of no-school-for-kids and too-hot-to-be-outside happening. Gratitude while in the furnace. I’m up for it. If you blog and you want to join in, let me know! Reading about how others are thankful makes me happy. 🙂
Before I got married, I thought I knew how much God loved me.
Then my husband showed me that he loved me even with the parts I considered to be flaws, and I knew that if God loved me more than THAT, well then, what did I ever know about love before?
Before I had children, I thought I understood what it…
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The current state of government medicine is abysmal. The United States government forces us, our entire working lives, to pay them for Medicare and forces us to buy health “insurance” we don’t want. Then they tell us what medications we can and can’t have, what treatment we can or can’t have, and what doctors we can or can’t see.
They lie to us. If we like our health insurance, we can’t keep our health insurance. If we like our doctors, we can’t keep our doctors. And I really like my patients-no… I love them, but I can’t keep them.
I am praying for massive public outcry to replace the passively accepted theft and inhumanity of business as usual in our nation’s capitol. The squandering of 3 Trillion dollars per year on complete and utter dysfunction and insanity called healthcare is criminal.
Below is a patient’s letter that shares just a taste of my daily…
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