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Think Small

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I don’t have an extensive background in church.  I don’t have a lot of experience even being a follower of Christ if we are being honest!  I don’t know much scripture. I don’t even know all the children’s bible stories.. I have, however,found that people don't really know how to pray.  Some worry about it too much.. Some think they need to use all these huge words, as my Mom would say a “$4 word”!   I pray small!  Meaning I talk to Jesus like he is sitting next to me.  I talk to Jesus like we are “homies”! I yell at Jesus from time to time!  Not one of my finer moments, but hey I’m human and miserably flawed! I also, more frequently, refer to him as Lord.  Basically what I am saying is whatever is natural - DO THAT! Don’t overthink! Things that I have prayed for, in case you need suggestions.   I have to pray for kindness on a regular basis!  That's awful right!?!?!? But it is so easy for me to hold a grudge about ...

My Walk

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My walk with Christ started with me kicking and screaming. Christ invaded my work space. My boss’s wife wanted to host a bible study and I was forced to go because it was my boss’s wife... the Bible study was “Chase” by Jennie Allen.  It changed my life. I realized I was tired.  So tired. I tried everything.  I couldn’t be everything. I couldn’t handle all the balls that I had in the air.  I couldn’t breathe... One morning God said go to church.  Literally 3am God said GO TO CHURCH!  I heard it as clear as if He was standing next to me.  I felt like I was awakened by a loud whisper in my ear.  I laid in bed and tried to ignore the pit in my stomach. I tried to convince myself it was a dream.  I tried to ignore the need for something I could not explain. I got the girls dressed and went to the cowboy church because I was too late for the 9:30am Grace service and 11am would interrupt nap time. My husband thought I had lost my mind.. the...

Be Different

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I wanted to be different.  I wanted to feel different.  I wanted to be happy. I wanted to be content.  I was tired of not being enough. I was tired of never having enough time, money, sleep, and patience.  Just tired.... There is a song called “Different” by Micah Tyler.  The lyrics of this song have been burned into my soul.   I want to be different I want to be changed Til’ all of me is gone And all that remains Is a fire that is so bright The whole world can see That there's something different in me..... I wanted to be different.  A post from a women's bible study group said to pick one word.  Pick a word to describe what you want to be this time next year. My word was Different.  Different kept coming up..... Everything should be fine because on the outside it was, but on the inside I was a big ol mess.  I didn't want to be mad. I didn't want to snap all the time. I didn't want to work all the time...