I’ve been thinking about Doubting Thomas lately. Thomas, the infamous disciple, who couldn’t believe that Christ had risen from the dead until he saw and touched the scars in the palms of His savior’s hands, leads me to consider how I sometimes struggle to believe, to have faith.
It seems sort of silly now, but I recently thought that I might be pregnant. This wasn’t something that my husband and I were expecting, so the symptoms I seemed to be feeling came as a bit of a shock.
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It’s noon on a Tuesday.
My three-year-old, Aletheia is having one of those days, the kind in which she is dead set on getting into EVERYTHING. A string of messes trails in her wake.
And my 16 month old, Tenley, is in the mood to cry her special brand of siren tears. The kind that would make any alarm system in the neighborhood stop and take notice.
So what do I do? I text my sister: Can you please tell me the name of that album
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Not too long ago I wrote about the guilt I sometimes feel when I decide to take time away from my family to pursue my love for writing.
A few days after I posted this blog, I received the following comment from a friend of mine:
“Thanks for writing, Jennifer. Many thoughts were stirred tonight as I read a lot of your writings. I haven’t allowed myself to dream in a really long time…still not quite there but it is more positive than it has been in
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Today I felt lonely.
I was longing for something to fill a void, to calm my nerves. My first thought was to call a friend and cry. Don’t get me wrong, God has placed wonderful friends in my life who would be there for me in a heartbeat. But what if my first instinct was to call on God for comfort? It can be as simple as praying this scripture:
“Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely
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