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Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 30, 2020

On Comparison and Community with Richella Parham {PODCAST}

If you are anything like me you struggle to find a healthy way to engage social media.  That is just one of the important topics we tackle on the podcast this week.  I'm thrilled to introduce you to my friend, Richella Parham.  Our conversation was rich and life-giving.  I can't wait for you to listen in.

Enjoy, friends...
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Wednesday, June 17, 2020

What If We Stopped Trying and Started Training {PODCAST}

Do you ever feel like you try SO hard, but some things never change?
Me too.

I'm learning that if I have a primary posture of 'trying' it makes me (and everyone around me) tired, but if I instead focus on 'training' there is a chance for transformation.

I explain more about this on the podcast today.  I hope you will be encouraged that sometimes even our most complicated problems have a simple solution.  I would love to hear your thoughts and experiences related to trying and training.

Enjoy, friends...
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FROM THIS PODCAST:

The Spirit of the Disciplines by Dallas Willard



SONG: Unraveling by Shelly Moore

Thursday, December 17, 2015

the relationship i've had to fight for


Her hair was a tousled mess on the top of her head. She wore only the pink and white striped undies she slept in and the insulin pump connected to her hip.  With her thumb she pressed the button through the Hello Kitty pouch to make the pump screen light up.  She announced dramatically in a loud whisper - my pump says it's 7:05!  Is that true?!  How is that even possible?!  It's still dark outside!

A grin spread across her face as I explained it was, in fact, true and the clouds had covered the morning sun.  She danced lightly on tip toe and said something about how she should have known because her tummy was hungry for breakfast.

As she skipped back down the hallway to find some clothes I sat on the couch feeling like I had just been the audience for a highly acclaimed Broadway performance.  I was delighted by her.  If that show had started while I was still blurry-eyed in bed my response probably would have been totally different.  Thankfully, on that particular day I had resisted the 'snooze' button and drug myself out of bed early just as I intend to do every day.  It's my chance to get may head and my heart right before they need me.  It's the difference in me feeling enchanted versus exasperated with her, with them, my little people.

Barely a minute passed before she returned in her purple silk Rapunzel gown with her sewing kit in hand.  Ready to begin...

Thursday, December 3, 2015

when the worst thing happens it's never all bad

When your eyes are blurry with tears of grief it's hard to see anything good in front of you, 
but just because you can't see something doesn't mean it's not there.

Lucy's diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes - a chronic illness that would kill her if untreated - devastated us.  Have you ever been devastated?  Have you ever cried yourself down a river of despair into a foreign land of fear?  If so, you'll be in good company in Type ONEderland.