Worth the Wait.

Today, God reminded me that he is a promise-keeper.

It took 14 years for Abraham to receive his promised child.

It took 24 years for Joseph’s dreams to be fulfilled.

It took 45 years for Caleb to receive his inheritance.

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When God Sends You Heartaches.

Sometimes I wish I weren’t so bulletproof.

It’s been an emotionally exhausting week – a few weeks, actually.   I’ve had to deal with one emotional blow after another.  Weekends are spent in a semi-vegetative state, crying or just trying to make sense of things.… Read more

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On Hold.

It seems like I’ve just stepped into another busy season in my life.  This means no regular posts for the foreseeable future.  As much as I’d want to keep this blog going, my new projects will be thoroughly depleting my daily allocated word count (and brain power).  … Read more

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Free to Choose.

Temperatures are rising and tempers are flaring as we inch closer to election day.  This is the first time I have seen our nation in such a divisive state over politics.  My social media feed has never seen so much emotionally loaded speech in its ten-year existence.  … Read more

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Un-marriageable.

About two months ago, I heard a conversation that shook me to the core.  All it took was one line.

“Who’d want to marry you?” a male voice had said.

It was spoken in jest, and it was not even directed at me.  … Read more

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Reckless Abandon.

I’ve just finished Francis Chan’s Crazy Love.  It made me realise that I’ve been living a rather comfortable, convenient Christian life.  I have yet to love God with reckless abandon, the way he has loved and continues to love me.… Read more

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I Choose the Pain.

I have survived more than a few painful heartbreaks.  Most of them were messy.  The more recent ones were quite subdued and highly private.  But it took this one last painful experience to make me realise – there is beauty in suffering.  … Read more

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To Paris, With Love.

It has been nine years since I walked your streets.  I still remember how enamoured I was with your glittering storefronts and charming street side cafes. How in your dirtiness, you remain beautiful. I have seen your sights, breathed your air, eaten your baguettes, basked in your gentle sunshine.  … Read more

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