"Our family will base our success on one thing...our impact for the Kingdom of Christ." -Rick Burgess

Friday, November 2, 2012

Thanks in the Familar

I love the smells of this season.

I take comfort in the familiar.

Every year the farmers sow their seed and in the Fall we all reap the bounty.

For the farmers, their crop, and for me the sights and smells of the familiar.

The smells of Fall.

Cotton on the stalk. Bales of hay. Freshly dug peanuts.

Then there’s boiled peanuts! Smoke from the grills filling the air at a football stadium. Candy corn. Turkey and dressing. Pecan Pie.

Those are some of the smells of the season here in the South.

Today I’m thankful that God saw fit for me to spend my life here.

I feel so fortunate to have grown up in a place so rich with the beauty of God’s creation. So full of heritage and history. A place central to oceans, rivers, creeks, mountains. I’ve had a taste of it all.

So often people in small towns want to hurry up and get out. I was one of them.

God let me leave this place. He let me see life outside of Small Town, Alabama.

I’ve seen wondrous things and I've seen awful things. All the things I’ve seen have shaped my appreciation for my small town home.

No matter where God has landed you, look around. Take it all in. The sights, the sounds, the smells. There’s something there. Something that will grow your gratitude today.





I will be appreciating my small town today by catching lots of candy at the Homecoming parade!

Small town = knowing almost everyone on the floats = lots of candy for my bag ;)




Thursday, November 1, 2012


On this first day of November, I sit quietly on the couch, computer in my lap, sick baby girl at my side, Little Bill on TV. In this morning’s episode, Little Bill is searching for “his thing”.

A year and 100 posts ago, I felt the same as Little Bill. I was looking for “my thing”. Searching for that one thing that I really enjoyed. My creative outlet. My contribution. My gift? My thing.

Today I can tell you that I found it.

I am not widely followed. None of my posts are pinned on Pinterest. My words have not been re-tweeted. I haven‘t written any kind of book. I’ve not had anything go viral.

What I have done….

I’ve written 100 posts.

Out of 365 days, 100 of those were spent writing. Spent praying. Spent doing life. Spent giving encouragement, and being encouraged. Spent doing “my thing”.

God knows the desires of our hearts, even if we don’t.

He knows what will fill us up. What will bring us peace.

For me it was writing.

He gave me “my thing” and is using it to mold me, to heal me, to grow me.

He’s opened my eyes to the mission field that begins at my fingertips.

On this first day of November I start my list of thanks.


1. 100 posts!

2. The readers that God has led to this place.

3. That God saw us through hurricanes here on the Gulf Coast. Because of that, I know first hand the pain felt by those on the East Coast and now know just how to pray for them. Praying God’s provision, peace and protection for you all. You are not alone.

4. The right to vote

5. Home


Looking forward to counting thanks with you all this month,




Let's do a flashback...
Here's a link to my very first post. :)

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

31 Days...Day 31

After playing hooky from 31 Days, I'm popping back in on day 31 to say Happy November Eve. The month in which we celebrate gratitude is upon us and I love it!

I can't wait so I'm gonna go ahead and say it...

Happy Thanksgiving!

This October I've counted thanks in pictures. In November, I'll count in words. Looking forward to a great month!

Thank you all for being a part of the journey here at Life of Eucharisteo.

Love you BIG!


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Day 23...Plus some

Not sure where I’m going today, so here’s a little disclaimer.

Hang on.

Yesterday was a doozy.


A Monday for the record books.



Now I don’t ever want someone to read here and think, “Man, she’s such a complainer!”

I write here to share my reality, and to find gratitude in spite of it.

Sometimes we want to read eloquent words of wisdom. Sometimes we want to read plain ole’ fluff.

Most of the time, I want to read real stuff. You know the nitty-gritty, mundane, scrubbing the toilets kinda stuff.

So if you’ve made this far, your cookie is in the mail. ;)



Yesterday was certifiable.

It didn’t start out that way.

It was like someone flipped a switch and it went from zero to full blown stress-fest in about two seconds.

It went down like this…

I woke up before the alarm. NEVER happens.

I got up and made homemade sticky buns. Should have known something was gonna go wrong when they came out perfect. Again NEVER happens.

Then comes the TEXT.

Hubby’s text tells me that some of his work equipment has been stolen from his truck. (Oklahoma, I’ll try not to hold this against you forever. I’m sure you are a great state. One bad apple, right?) Keep in mind, he has to have this equipment for work, and this is not an inexpensive item.

Meanwhile, as I’m trying to process this beauty of a text, one of the girls yells from the shower, “Hey mama! What’s wrong with the water?”

Apparently there is virtually no water pressure in the shower. Almost down to a trickle. Thankfully, enough left to wash the soap out of her fully lathered head of hair.

I’m wishfully thinking that it’s on the other side of the water meter which would make it….NOT MY PROBLEM.

So much for that.

As I make my way down the driveway, I spot a big ole muddy puddle. A leak. On my side of the meter.

Let me just pause this edge-of-your-seat-nail-bitter to say that it always seems like this kind of stuff happens when my dear husband is out of town working.

Now that I put that out there, let the misery resume.

I call the dear one and give him the same size dose of bad news that he’d given me. Except, this news really doesn’t effect him, cause HE’s NOT HERE! (Bitterness, anyone?)

This means I get to be a plumber.

By the way, when I signed up for this gig, this was NOT in the job description. It’s not a deal breaker mind you. It will after all, look good on a resume. (Bright side)

So after a good bit of foot stomping and door slamming…some might call that pouting…I decided to get on with it. I found the shovel and commenced to digging. I dug what seemed like a hole big enough for Goliath. Okay, so maybe it was just big enough for David, but still it was a lot of digging. A ginormous hole and a backache later I found the leak.

What then, you ask?

This is where the real point of this post comes in. Sorry, I get carried away with the details.

I’m staring at the broken pipe, knowing full well what I have to do to fix it. I’ve seen Jeremy do this a million times. I can DO this! Then…the voice starts. “Are you sure you can do this?” “What if you cut the pipe to short?” What if you don’t get the right angle?” “That glue is permanent and dries quick, you’ll have to cut it out if it’s wrong.” “What then?” I spend the better part of an hour pacing, looking, fighting with the fear of messing it up. In the end, I fixed one part myself, and ended up calling my angel of a neighbor (who, by the way, is a retired water system worker) who made sure I’d done it right and made the final tie-ends.


Again….the point?

God made yesterday’s mess into today’s message.

Why do I always second guess myself?

Better yet, why do I second guess God?

Why do I break under the voice of the enemy?

I MUST stand on the truths that God has freely given me.

Easier said than done?


I still have to try. I have to press on.

I never want my actions, or lack there of, to give the impression that what Jesus did was all for naught.


Having a better day,

Nursing a sore back,



I wound up finding my gratitude in all this. I found it in my neighbors. Two of the most selfless, caring people on Earth. God gave us a precious gift when He placed us across the road from these treasures.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Photos of Gratitude...Weekend...Day 21



Beautiful Fall days.

There's joy waiting to be found!


Hope your weekend has been peace- filled and soul-refreshing.


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Day 18

Need help finding some gratitude this morning.

This is how my day started. Two inches deep in the mud. Grrrrrr! :/

Just tryin' to keep it real for y'all.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

31 Days....Photos of Gratitude...Day 16


Thankful for the fifteen years that I've been blessed with to wear this ring.
Help me pray for the sanctity of marriage to  be restored in this world. My heart is burdened with family and friends that have lost sight of this.
Marriage is hard. Don't give up.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Photos of Gratitude...Day 15

"He answered and said to them, He that sows the good seed is the Son of man;"
Matthew 13:37

Thankful today, for good earth and seed,


Sunday, October 14, 2012

31 Days...Weekend Edition

Days 13 & 14

Signs of Fall are everywhere and I love it!

Praying you've all had a chance to enjoy some of the sights and sounds of Fall this weekend.


All photos in the series are courtesy of ME. (Tracey Padgett @ Life of Eucharisteo)

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Day 11

Matthew 7:7
"Ask and it shall be given, seek and ye shall find, knock and the door shall be opened unto you."

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

31 Days...Day 10...Photos of Gratitude

Proverbs 3:5-6 (NKJV)
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct your paths."

Fallen trees = Balance beams and jungle gyms.

Thankful for country living.

Reliving my childhood today,
Walking on our nature bridge,


Tuesday, October 9, 2012

31 Days...Day 9

The "Burning of the Boxes" Ceremony
Symbolizing the fact that the house is done and we shall never move again!

I almost broke out it native dance. It was a seriously happy moment for me.

Just curious.

Got any ceremony-worthy moments in your life that you'd like to share with the class?

Monday, October 8, 2012

Photos of Gratitude Day 8

I so enjoy seeing thanks through the lens of a camera. Just another thing to be grateful for. Praying you find thanks everywhere you look today, and praying that someone will let you know how thankful they are for you.

Let me be the first.

I'm thankful that you stopped by today. Thankful that you shared part of your day with me. Thankful for the quiet prayers that you never boast about. Thankful for my sisters in Christ. You are treasured today.  

"And thou shalt write them upon the door posts of thine house,
                                   and upon thy gates"
                                  Deuteronomy 11:20

Sweet memories to hang on these blank walls.

The picture you won't see?
The one that I was too freaked out to take?
That would be the picture of the oak snake that I found on our back porch yesterday afternoon.
In hindsight I say, "Man!! Why didn't I grab my phone or my camera!" In reality, I was yelling to Jeremy, "There's a snake on the porch!!!!"
Now at this point all my bunch would reply with a SMH. {I just figured out what this means so I'm using it *insert dork jokes here*}  They would be shaking their heads, because I'm really making a bigger deals of this than it really was. It was just a baby snake. Whatever! A snake is a snake! I don't care what size it is, they'll still make you hurt yourself getting away. Me and snakes don't jive! You feel me?
Thankful Jeremy was home to handle this little situation. I would have hated to have to send one of the girls out to take care of it. :)

Praying for blessing on top of blessing for you this week,
Praying all of your snakes away,
The ones that crawl and the ones that walk,
Love ya BIG,


Saturday, October 6, 2012

31 Days....6 Days Late

So I've decided to do my own version of "31 Days".

And because it's my own version it's okay that it's six days into October and I'm just getting started.

The plan is to do a photo a day for the remaining days of October.

I think I'll call them Photos of Gratitude.

Sounds good, huh? Probably better for a November post, but like I said I'm doing it MY way. ;)

So let me catch you up on the last six days.

Scratch that.

Let me catch you up on the last month or so.

I'll nutshell it.

We've finished our house enough to move in. When I say move in, I mean throw all of our stuff into the room in which it goes, put up some beds and sleep there. We're waiting on bathroom countertops and a kitchen. We should be fully functional by the end of the month. Praise Jesus!

Having said that....I shall now confess to a few things.

I have fallen into the black hole of materialism in the past few weeks. All I have done is fret about furniture, bedding, and blank walls. I've been bickering with God. He keeps gently saying,  "Be patient. It will all come together. It doesn't have to be perfect. It doesn't have to been done in one day." My reply, "I've been patient for three years waiting for his house! I just want it to be furnished and decorated and just plain lovely! I want it DONE!"

How's that for some big ole ugliness. The epitome of  first-world problems.

Please don't think I talk to God this way all the time. I don't. I have a Holy respect for our Heavenly Father. He knows me. I am His creation....His child. He understands my heart, hears my cries, and is faithful to forgive when I repent.

I sorta feel like I threw myself a little fit and sassed my mama. I know I'm not alone.....right?

So today's a new day, Fall is officially here, and I'm gonna have a kitchen just in time to bake up some pecan pies for Thanksgiving!

NOW I'll catch you up on six days of a-gratitude-photo-a-day-pics......

He was right...like He always is...it's coming together.

She got rid of this cast on Thursday!!!!

The start of a new day..."His mercies are new every morning." Lamentations 3:23

Thankful for the tree He blessed me with that provides pecans for the pie that I will be baking soon! ;)

A sweet card from one of my favorite people. Just opened the mailbox yesterday and there it was! Just when I needed it most. Thank you Lord for precious friends.

Thankful for a four year old who knows how to work an iPhone and walks around taking hundreds of random pictures. Almost always catching us off guard. This time she gave me a chance by saying, "Smile, Mama!"

Praying that you all have a had a blessed beginning to this wonderful Fall season. I hope you'll join me as I count my thanks this month, through pictures. I'd love to hear or even see some of the things that you thank God for. If you have pics or comments to share please stop by my facebook page. Here's a link to take you there...https://www.facebook.com/#!/LifeOfEucharisteo

Thanking Him for crisp, cool, Fall days,

Thanking Him for grace and mercy,


Friday, August 17, 2012

The Last Year

It must have happened when I blinked.

Could thirteen years have passed already?

Wasn’t it just yesterday that I left her in that Kindergarten classroom?

A little girl sitting in a big desk. Legs dangling. Little hands holding the back pack that was bigger than she was. Her little lip quivering and me making a quick exit so that she wouldn’t see my own quivering lip.

Surely just a few short weeks have passed since we walked down the halls of this small country school on the way to the start of her first day. The same halls of the same country school that hold all of my childhood memories. The halls that saw lifelong friendships form. Saw fights and make-ups. Witnessed first loves and held the deepest of secrets. 

I love that we share these halls in common. Every nook and cranny of this old building. The same sights and smells. Same cafeteria. Even the same color paint on the bathroom stalls. All memories binding us closer.

I see her with her friends in these halls. It blesses my heart to see her making the kind of memories that will last a lifetime.

Oh if these walls could talk!

Even more of a blessing…..some of the friends that walked these halls with me as a child, now walk the halls as teachers. What a joy to have my oldest friends teaching my girl.

Here we are.

Nine years since that first day.

August brings with it the unfolding of the last chapter in this book called Jr. High. I'm trusting in God as He unfolds His plan in the life of my first born. I watch, I wait and I pray with great anticipation. I  see Him using her as a strong witness in her sphere of influence, even now. I thank Him for the young woman she is and the woman she will become.

Bracing myself,
Biting my quivering lip,

 The products in these photos are courtesy of DaySpring. They provided these items and gave me the opportunity to share my "back-to-school" story. I love the idea of my girls carrying scripture from God's Word with them at school. 

"And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up. You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates." Deuteronomy 6:6-9 

Back to School Supplies are Buy 2 Get 1 Free during the month of August. Back to School items can also be found at Walmart and/or a local Christian Retailer.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Don't Miss It

I could have missed this.

This morning I wake up before everyone else and start my day. (The Proverbs 31 woman is patting me on the back.)

I could have made the choice to start laundry or write grocery lists. Instead I chose time alone with my Lord and His Word.

In return I got peace for my day plus an added bonus.

You see because I was sitting with God this morning, I had a lap to offer to my littlest when she woke up unexpectedly. Had I been up and busy I would have shooed her off to the couch or the breakfast table. Then I would have missed the blessing of rocking my sweet almost 4 year old girl back to sleep.

Counting my gifts today. This one is at the top of my list.

What's on your list today?

Don't have a list? You should most definitely start one.

Counting thanks leads to Him and He is the key to unending joy.

Thankful for moments like these,

Saturday, August 11, 2012


The girls are gone.

It’s just us.

We sorta stop and stare at each other for a minute with these confused looks on our faces.

The same question running through our head. “What’s that sound?” (Silence) and “What do we do now?”

It’s not often that we find ourselves together alone.

So of course we do what all couples would do that find themselves in this situation. We go to our local home improvement store.

What says romance more than a trip to Lowes.

My hubby is a worker bee, and he loves to get me involved in whatever he’s working on at the time.

I really don’t mind, because after 15 years of marriage I’ve learned that this is just how his brain is wired. So I go with it.

We stroll thorough the aisles of tools and hardware, electrical and plumbing. Romance at it’s best. (Hee Hee)

I love watching him as he ponders over the drill bits. He’s got so much going on in that head of his. I don’t know how he keeps it all straight.

He really is our rock. We’d be lost without him.

He doesn't love to have his picture taken ;)

In the hustle and bustle of motherhood, I often let the need for connection with my husband get pushed into the shadows. We go through the days and weeks, and months of our lives fulfilling duties to everyone but each other.

I sat across from him as we refueled on chips, salsa, and guac, (Mexican food is our love language) and I realized that I was seeing him for the first time in ages. Just he and I. No interruptions. No one else to take away our attention. It felt like our first date all over again. Just us, feeling like we were the only two people in the world. The same, yet different.

Who knew they shelved perspective and appreciation at Lowes. It’s not right out there in plain sight. You have to dig for it. But trust me I found it. Right next to the light fixtures on Aisle 7.

It's Saturday which means I'm a day late for Five Minute Friday. Better late than never, right? Anyway Friday is the day that I get to visit with a great group over at Lisa-Jo Baker's place. A place where the words flow like fresh water for my soul and encouragement abounds. I look forward to meeting here each week to read the God-given words of the women He's using to change the world.
Wont' you join us? Even if it is a day late. ;)

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Back Home

Well folks, this time tomorrow I should be headed South!

Back to the land where milk and honey flows in the form of sweet iced tea and Southern drawls.

My land, where the mosquitoes are a big as hummingbirds and the whippoorwills sing you to sleep.

The place that holds a piece of my heart in its white sand beaches and blue green seas.

It’s the place where I was born. The place where I was raised. It’s the place where I met my husband and bore my children. The place where I met Jesus.

I’m so thankful for the opportunities that my little family has to travel these 50 states. We count it a privilege to be able to see all of the things that this great nation has to offer. But after all of our travels, it’s so nice to cross that state line and read those sweet words that seem to sing to us….”Welcome to Sweet Home Alabama.”

Back home to friends and family….to friends that we consider family.

It’s funny how two months can seem so short and so long at the same time.

We’ve made some great memories this summer. Memories full of cool, fall-like days and precious family time. Full of mountains, and kayaking the Susquehanna. Full of coal mines, Hershey’s chocolate, and Dutch Pennsylvania.

Now it’s time to get back home to start the new chapter that God has in store for us.

This chapter is looking like it could be the closing chapter on the book that we’ve been writing for the past two years. This chapter will end with us moving into our new house.

After two long years of feeling like we were Israelites wandering in the desert. We are finally claiming our very own Promised Land.


This house….the one that holds our blood, sweat, and tears (all quite literally)….this house that has kept us up nights……this house is not our own. It never has been. It never will be.

You see before we ever even broke ground for the foundation we gave this house and this whole process over to God. He’s the rightful owner. It’s His to use in whatever way He deems fit.

You get that, right? Not just in our lives but in yours as well. All you have….all I have….. everything we have comes from Him.

It’s when we give it back over to Him that we can see all His marvelous glory. When we give it back, we get to see Him turn it into something far better than we could have ever dreamed.

His methods may not match up with ours. His way may take you through days, months, even years of wandering and wondering.

Don’t loose heart. Keep following His lead. Even on the days when you just don’t get it. You will come out the other side changed.

Who knew that building a house could build a life?

Forever Changed,
Forever Grateful,

Friday, July 27, 2012


Do you ever look back on some months and wonder how so many things could go wrong in four short weeks?

We’ve not had a record month, but we’ve had our share of days where we just shook our heads and sighed…”Really!!”

We’ve had a busted toe, a trip to the ER, and slip down the stairs. All this to one kid.

We’ve had things to fix. Brakes and hubs and car a/c to repair.

We’ve had days of noses turned up at the food set before them. Mouths saying “I don’t really care for that.” They get points for being polite about it, but scolding because they should just be grateful they aren’t going to bed hungry.

In other words….we’ve had LIFE this month.

We’ve also had a choice.

We chose between dwelling in the moment or looking beyond.

If we choose to dwell we get stuck. Stuck in the moment of the hurt toe or the milk spilled on the carpet.

We lose ourselves.

We put on the blinders that cause tunnel vision.

These are the times when the careless words come. These are the moments when the ugly rises.

Choosing to look beyond?

Well that’s a horse of a different color.

When we choose those places beyond the ugly moment, we choose grace over condemnation and gratitude over complaint.

We are thankful that the toe was only smashed and not lost. We are thankful that the fall was from the bottom step and not a tumble from the top and that it was just a scrape on the back and not a broken back. We are thankful that the brakes didn’t go out while we were driving down the road. We are thankful that we have the knowledge and means for repairing our vehicle. We are thankful for full bellies and dirty dishes.

When we look beyond…..

When we look beyond we see Jesus.





Choosing to look beyond today,




Here’s a little side note for you…..

I keep a print of this little poem posted above my kitchen sink….

Thank God for dirty dishes,

They have a tale to tell.

While others may go hungry,

We’re eating very well.

With home and health and happiness,

I should not want to fuss.

For by the stack of evidence,

God’s been very good to us.



It's Friday, and that means I get to visit with a great group over at Lisa-Jo Baker's place. A place where the words flow like fresh water for my soul and encouragement abounds. I look forward to meeting here each week to read the God-given words of the women He's using to change the world.
Wont' you join us?


Friday, July 20, 2012


What is your enough?

This week I’ve seen mama’s that have quietly sighed their enough’s after long days of laundry, little one's battles, and cabin fever. I’ve seen precious servants of God wade their way through the heart break that accompanied the sights, smells, sounds, and touch of poverty. Enough, they said.

I’ve had my own enough’s lately.

They‘ve been all over the board.

I say enough stuff. Enough always wanting more, more, more. We have so much, other’s so little.

Enough trash TV. Gone are the days of Charles and Caroline, John and Olivia, and Lucy and Ricky.

Enough food. We have leftovers that waste away in the fridge while others go to bed hungry.

Enough bickering. Appreciate the sibling…the family that God has given you. Some are alone in this world.

Enough sickness and suffering. Some people just can’t seem to catch a break. My heart aches for them.

Enough hate. In the world and sadly among confessing Christians.

“You can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.” -Ann Lamott

Enough apathy.

Enough comfortable pews.

Enough talking something to death. TAKE ACTION!

This week, for my little family, we’ve decided….enough being apart.

We made the decision for Jeremy to come home instead of going on to the next job.

The decision that we felt God leading us to.

God said enough.

So we’re stepping out in faith and trusting that He will provide. Trusting that His plan for our lives is perfect.

My personal “enough”….enough fretting. Fretting about when the house will be finished. Fretting about when Jeremy will be able to come home. Fretting about finances. Fretting about which high school she’ll go to. This list could go on forever.

I’ve given it over completely into the hands of my God. My Jehovah-Jirah.  My Provider.

In return for my broken, weak, and floundering flesh, He’s given me unending grace and overwhelming peace. Two things that we can never get enough of.



Praying that you and I never get enough of our Redeemer,

May we always long to be in His presence,


It's Friday and that means I get to visit with a great group over at Lisa-Jo Baker's place. A place where the words flow like fresh water for my soul and encouragement abounds. I look forward to meeting here each week to read the God-given words of the women He's using to change the world.
Wont' you join us? I'll scootch over a bit. There's room on Lisa-Jo's big ole' couch for you.

Friday, July 6, 2012


Today I’m mapping new ground.

I’m going two hours away with complete strangers.

This is so far our of my comfort zone it’s not even funny.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m no recluse. I can hold up my side of a conversation fairly well, but honestly it’s much easier not to.

Not to get involved.

Not to learn their stories and not to share mine.

It’s easier to stay in my own safe little world with the known.

“Not what I want from you” says the One who created me.

So I’ll go and I’ll mingle, and I’ll do what He’s called me to do.

I’ll be His light.

I’ll tell them my story and I’ll hear theirs.

Then, just maybe, through my obedience and by His grace they’ll know more about His story when we part.

Pray for me today,


Yay for Friday!!

Time for the kind of writing where you open up your thoughts and let them all spill out on the page screen.

No editing. No overthinking. Just let it spill out, and see what you get.

The thing that makes it fun is that you can only write for 5 minutes. No cheating! ;)

So let's see what you've got bottled up in that head of yours. Then hop over to Lisa-Jo's place. She's always got brownies, a comfy couch and lots of ladies just waiting to encourage you.

Link up and make sure you take the time to visit a couple of posts before yours and extend them some comment grace. It's all about encouragement. We can all use some of that, right?

Thursday, July 5, 2012


The day I said "why not" and started this thing called blogging, I never dreamed that it would bring me to the doorsteps websites of so many wonderful women, with so many wonderful words to share.

I'd never even heard of "community".

There's just something about that word..."community".  It makes me think of lives and hearts weaved together by God.

I  never dreamed of forming relationships with women I've never met.  I mean, I HAVE community....aka....friends I can see on a regular basis. But here I am...wading through cyber space watching women....wait....not just watching....coming alongside women that are changing the world for God....one blog post at a time.

Let me introduce you to a few of them.....


The Mom Creative

Make sure you check them out! I know you'll be blessed.

Think About it Thursday

Photo via Pinterest

"with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love"
Ephesians 4:2