As I catch the vibes of fear starting to leak into society and those I love, I feel that the most important thing we can do this week is to stay positive. We have control over our minds and attitudes. Here are some practical tips.
Author: Heather Smith
I’m listening.
It’s quite ironic that after I wrote about making rest a priority, all chaos reigned. Things out of my control pressed down on all sides taking power over my time. It’s also ironic that after several weeks of juggling, the message on Sunday was about making rest a priority. Hmmm…Did the pastor read my blog post? LOL. I doubt it! Is God maybe trying to remind me?
Rest
and on the 7th day God rested.
He rested.
He didn’t need to. He chose to. The day of rest is part of the seven days of creation. There were not six days; there were seven. The actual rest is part of the work. When God created, and said, “It is good,” the rest was part of that. Rest is good.
Can we be thankful in December too?
I’ve seen many people use the month of November to list things they are thankful for, but do we abandon that in December just in time for the chaos of preparing for a holiday that is supposed to be peaceful?
Whats in your Heart?
What would God see if he looked in our hearts? Are we so consumed with outward appearances or qualities or talents that we neglect our hearts?
Loosening the Vice
Autumn.
It was a time when the standard answer to “How are you?” was “In a time of rest. I feel like we are in between crisis times and need to rest in this season.” It was only a few years ago, but it feels like a lifetime ago.
Turning the Page
In the story of our lives, we often have page-turning moments. Those moments when we are leaving one chapter of our lives and entering another. Those page-turning moments are bittersweet as we have excitement toward the next page, but we are looking longingly back toward what has been.
Bon Appetit
Sometimes the simplest things are the most life-changing.
Grief’s First Year
It’s been exactly a year since we got The Call. In some ways, it seems like forever ago, in others, I can’t believe it has been a full 12 months. In the space of that year, I’ve watched the family transform: allowing memories to fill in spaces where a body sat, speaking freely of personality traits or quotes, choosing to celebrate a Christmas gift one last time without him.
Sometimes I Remember
And…when I do see them? When I share in laughs and stories, when we talk about troubles or share advice…I remember. I remember that I miss them.
