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Continue reading →: I Owe. I Owe. So Off To Work I Go
You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, Psalm 30:11 If you recall in an earlier post, I mentioned that some people rely on employment to serve as a source of contentment. And then there are the rest of us. Come on…
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Continue reading →: Because I love you
“Because I love you” It was a simple response. One I received a little over a month ago, but also one I wasn’t ready to grasp at the time. It wasn’t in response to a “why” question; rather to a “how” one. Not long ago I found myself in tears sitting in my…
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Continue reading →: Follow His Lead or Get Bitter Results
Boy have I had the time of my life on this little roller coaster, LITERALLY! No I haven’t gone to the fair yet…that’s scheduled for this weekend, but I mean this Emotional One I’ve been riding for way too long. Methinks tis time to exit this ride! Had a…
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Continue reading →: The Few, The Proud, The Moms?
Since I embarked on this journey to fully employ the Fruit of the Spirit in my life, oh have I been tested! The past few days have been a plethora of circumstances that anyone else would assume it’s perfectly okay to “lose it.” In fact, I laughed in Bible-study last…
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Continue reading →: God does bless mess! I’m the proof!
I must give props where props are due so before I get any further I want you all to know that my son brought the title of this post to mind. It was kinda out of the blue last night while I was cooking when he mentioned it, but I…
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Continue reading →: It’s on His Calendar so I’m Available
Today one our constituents called in a panic. She and her husband were hosting one of our Art of Marriage Events in about 2 weeks and had not done anything to prepare. Yes, they were the marriage ministry leaders for their church! Yes they specifically knew of several couples who…
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Continue reading →: No Request=No Response
“You’re not gonna help!” Those were the slightly irritated, pre-teen attitude-laden words my daughter spouted the other morning as she wrestled with her braids in attempt to tame them the way I’d done so many times before. I had been standing beside her applying my makeup when I noticed her frustration. I…
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Continue reading →: You Are What You Eat…Choose Wisely
Okay I admit….I’ve been still struggling with road rage….the last few weeks hasn’t been easy and the other day, I went off….The ironic thing is that earlier that day, I’d read the passage from Our Daily Bread about how a “so-called” courteous driver allowed another driver in front of him and because the receiving driver…
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Continue reading →: What’s Your Response to God’s Ability?
Two years ago, I lost my job. I thought I had faith then, but what I really had was a nice little 401K cushion so I wasn’t worried about losing my home or whether I’d be able to keep the lights on…I was okay when that very month, the child…
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Continue reading →: Roll On
I’ve never been much of a sports enthusiast, but when I was a child, I loved to roller skate. I had my share of falls, but after the first one, I knew I did not like them. That’s plausible right? I mean who purposely engages in something hoping to get hurt? …Nobody in…
Hey Lovelies and Gents,
I’m Nadia
Welcome to my cozy corner of relational sanity. Once upon a time, I started a blog, but I was bound by codependency and low self-worth, so though I penned encouragement for others, I never really took my own advice. Fast forward nearly a decade later, I’ve revisited and finally fully embraced those tidbits of wisdom the Lord led me to express so many years ago. That said, I’m glad to catch up with myself and to help you release whatever has you bound. A word of caution, though: I’m holy, but I cuss a lil’ bit, so occasionally, there may be some colorful language, so please eat the meat and spit out the bones. Ensure the Lord sent you here so we can learn and grow together. I guess that’s a long enough intro for now. Until Later.
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