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And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who[a] have been called according to his purpose.

There were signs, but my husband and I didn’t recognize them. One by one the pieces melded together, shifting and moving until they were still enough for us to realize our son had been living with a nightmarish truth. The depression. The fear. The midnight phone call and a sterile hospital room. It all made sense.

Now, I grapple with the unknown. The anger. The grief. The loss.

How can a loving mother forgive someone for changing the course of her child’s life? For stealing his joy? For loading him with crippling soul-pain that can only be healed by God’s mercy over time?

The problem of forgiveness was much easier to manage when I faced my own demons.#metoo #csa #parenting Click To Tweet

The problem of forgiveness was much easier to manage when I faced my own demons. But, now?

A dear one I love is hurting and there are no simple steps toward healing. I don’t want to forgive.

Confronting the bitterness in my heart, I’m reminded that God understands. He knows the grief of watching his child suffer. He realizes there are times when even a heavenly Father must allow his precious Child to struggle.

The command to forgive doesn't include a clause releasing mothers from its charge.#forgive#mercy#faith. Click To Tweet

But understanding doesn’t equate to acquiescence; the command to forgive doesn’t include a clause releasing angry, protective mothers from its charge. Instead, the words of scripture pierce my conscience in the same way my boy’s heartache cuts to the core of my soul.

Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:31-32 (NIV)

How many of these acceptable sins am I tucking behind an agreeable “I’m fine” while I play tug-of-war with Jesus? Lord, I give this to you. Wait. I don’t like how you’re handling this. I’m taking it back.

Now I hear God whispering, “If you love me, you will obey. I know the beginning from the end. I know how to bring hope and healing. I know these things. Do you?”

My bleeding heart bends its will to the Father as I step onto the path of perseverance-the intentional, purposeful pursuit of faith through the power of the Holy Spirit.

You, too, may be persevering on life’s rocky road. For some, the path is strewn with broken marriage relationships or estrangement from beloved children. Others know the pain of losing a loved one to suicide. Many are walking the journey of cancer while others are recovering from years of abuse.

Continuing on will lead us to our final destinantion-the one who is the Way.#persevere#faithfulness#intentional. Click To Tweet

No matter the debris littered along the way, continuing on will lead us to our final destination–the one who is the Way.

It won’t be easy.

We’ll be called to put down the burdens we’re bearing and release them into His care.

When we reach the end of the road, our true beginning, perhaps we’ll survey the old path with new eyes. We’ll notice bits and fragments scattered here and there. Were those fractured pieces the burdens we once bore? Now they seem so small. 

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory… 2 Corinthians 4:17 (NKJV)

 

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and MicheleKingdom Bloggers,

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I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

Perseverance has become a focal point in my life. For nearly two weeks I prayed over, tussled with, and returned again and again to the throne room.  Are you sure that’s the word you have for me this year, Lord? 

It is. 

Regardless of the call, the Lord equips His people.#hoperestored #pursuingpeace #perseverance Click To Tweet

But, I know the Father has only good things in store for His children. I know His promises are true. Regardless of the call, the Lord equips His people.

The Lord filled praying Hannah’s empty womb, delivered grumbling Israel from the evils of slavery, provided a kinsman-redeemer for a young-widow and her embittered mother-in-law, raised an obscure orphan girl to a position of rank in order to save His people, and embraced the weakness of flesh only to die and overcome death within three days as a means to reach the lost ones of a world in need.

If a loving God will do all of that and more, then my heart responds, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word.” (Luke 1:38 NKJ)

I realize perseverance conjures up images of trials, temptations, and hardships, but doesn’t the world place them directly at our feet? Christ once told His disciples, “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33 NIV) Jesus wasn’t a misguided prophet who believed everything in the world was good, right, and true. 

He offered something much better. Jesus offered Himself-the way to peace with God.

In the same way, perseverance is the way to something better. It is the way to maturity for the Christian. But, often, we’ve gone amiss in seeking after perseverance. We’ve attempted to secure it in our own strength.

But perseverance is not a checklist. It’s not a convenient downloadable or a Holy Spirit app we can tap on the i-phone when trials or anxiety overwhelms us. It’s not a self-help book or something we put on with a determined smile like a tube of shiny red lipstick or an I’ve-got-this-Sunday-best-facade.

Perseverance can only be dressed up for a short time in the flesh before everything falls apart and the cracks begin to show. Christian, we aren’t meant to do this alone. We’ve gotten mixed up in the mess of be-all-you-can-be when we need to fall on our faces before God asking Him to show us the way. 

I believe the living, breathing word of God points us in the right direction to being a testimony for Him in the strange mix of beauty and adversity, joy and sorrow.

Colossians 1:10-12 reads, We (Paul and Timothy) continually ask God to fill you (believers) with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience,  and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light. 

Did you notice in whom the power of perseverance resides? God does the filling. God does the strengthening. We cannot persevere in our own strength, Friend. We must seek His knowledge, power, and will. We must seek Him more each day and give thanks to the one who has given us life. What freedom we have knowing perseverance doesn’t depend upon our own weakness, but it comes from the immeasurable, immutable power of God.

Persevering in the day to day moments is the place we begin with Him. Trusting Him to lead and guide us because when the hard-edged times of fear or uncertainty press in on all sides, we’ll know where to turn. We’ll be practiced in the disciplines of faith to which Paul refers.

Prayer. Pressing in. Praising.

These are simple places to begin seeking Him as He grows us in perseverance toward mature believers.

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and MicheleKingdom Bloggers,

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

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Perseverance

Perseverance.

Men and women trek across desolate terrain; their bodies indiscernible beneath layers of boots and coats while muscles scream in rebellion at the lack of oxygen. Fingers grow numb with cold and fatigue pulls on every limb, but the peak’s lofty silhouette propels each climber forward-one aching step at a time.

Perseverance.

A cousin, friend, or sister wakens before the sun. Even her pores pulse with the pain of the illness; as though her body weeps silently in understanding. She whispers her one-word prayer again and again. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus.

Perseverance.

No longer a young mother, she’s weathered more than her share. Loss, grief, and shattered dreams pile up like old, forgotten toys in a second-hand store. She, too, feels like a throw-away-bit-of-rubbish, but her family needs her. Certain of the one who is always with her, she invites God to lead her through the rest of the day.

Perseverance.

It’s a challenging word; a word which means “continued effort to do or achieve something despite difficulties, failure, or opposition” (Merriam-Webster).

I'd hoped God would reveal something lovely like peace, faith, or love. Those words were beautiful. Inviting. Soothing.Instead, the Lord gave me perseverance.If I'm honest, I don't like the idea of… Click To Tweet

When I began praying about my new word for 2020, I’d hoped God would reveal something lovely like peace, faith, or love. Those words are beautiful. Inviting. Soothing.

Instead, the Lord gave me perseverance. Slow to accept the word, He presented it through faith-related articles and books. Finally, while beginning a personal study on the book of James, I read this passage:

Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.  Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. (James 1:2-4 NIV)

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If I’m honest, I don’t like the idea of perseverance. I’d like things to be easier than they have been. I want to run up mountain trails-not trudge. I long for my body to dance and spin with sprightly ease-not ache muscle deep. I want to recapture youthful dreams and watch them blossom into reality-not drift away with time.

Perhaps you do, too.

On Being Childish, Growing Up, and Choosing Joy

I don’t enjoy trials and the Father knows that in some ways I prefer to remain childish, but I long for more of Him every day. His personhood. His gifts. His blessings. I want to become more like Jesus; shedding the old, tattered bits of me and putting on the newness of Christ. I must grow up.

Perseverance.

I am choosing joy because perseverance isn't something I must acquire in my own strength. Instead, I can rely upon God.#equipped#endurance#patience. Click To Tweet

The last decade was one rife with trials and I almost dread being called to a year of perseverance. But, because the Father exhorts me to consider it pure joy I am choosing joy because perseverance isn’t something I must acquire in my own strength.

  • Instead, I can rely upon God. He is the one who equips each of us to persevere. Scripture reminds us:

We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience…         (Colossians 1:9-11 NIV)

Now it is God who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anointed us,  set his seal of ownership on us, and put his Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come. (2 Corinthians 1:21-22 NIV)

  • We can trust that God notices our trials.

Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him. (James 1:12 NIV)

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me but also to all who have longed for his appearing. (2 Timothy 4:7-8)

  • We can look to our Lord and Savior, “the firstborn among many brothers and sisters” (Romans 8:29) as our example.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer, and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him, he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.  Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. (Hebrews 12:1-3)

Christ persevered even to the point of death on the cross. Surely, I can persevere one year to give Him glory.Three hundred sixty-five days to share His love with others.#oneword#NewYearsresolutions#@tammykennington. Click To Tweet

Christ persevered even to the point of death on the cross. Surely, I can persevere one year to give Him glory. Three hundred sixty-five days to share His love with others. Twelve unused calendar pages to offer the Father a sacrifice of perseverance “through my continued effort to do or achieve something for His glory despite difficulties, failure, or opposition by the power of the Holy Spirit in accordance with His will” (adapted definition).

I’m praying you will choose joy as you persevere in the faith this year, friend.

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and MicheleKingdom Bloggers,

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

Wednesdays   Worth Beyond RubiesRecharge Wednesday Welcome Wednesday /LetsHave Coffee/Porch Stories

Thursdays Heart Encouragement  /  Tune In Thursday  /Salt and Light /  Five Minute Friday

Friday Counting My Blessings, Faith on Fire, Blogger Voices Network, Grace and Truth Linkup,best-of-the-weekend Fresh Market Fridays

My stress for His best.My worries for freedom.My concerns for surrender.My delusions of control for comfort in His holy goodness. (1).png

The pitch and volume of voices seem more pronounced. I shush my son, and my husband’s brows knit together.

“He wasn’t being loud,” Dave says.

I mumble an apology, the fluttering in my chest like a butterfly trapped in a net waiting for release. This intrepid anxiety seems to have coincided neatly with the arrival of the Christmas season and I begin thinking of the ways Christ would have me release my burdens and exchange them.

My stress for His best.

My worries for freedom.

My concerns for surrender.

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My delusions of control for comfort in His holy goodness.

Are you, too, someone who struggles with anxious thoughts during what has become the busiest of seasons? Do you long for more of Christ in the midst of the rush?

Keep reading to discover two simple ways to discover peace in His presence.

 Avoid Excuses

While dining with a group of Pharisees, one man said to Jesus, “Blessed is the one who will eat at the feast in the kingdom of God.” A storyteller, Jesus responded by sharing the Parable of the Great Feast in which several people were invited to a great banquet. (Luke 14:15-25)

During that time, feasts were announced far in advance. It was dishonorable not to attend. But, when the time came for the grand party one guest after the other offered a frail excuse. There was no time in his schedule to include the master.

In response, the wealthy man charged his servant with the task of inviting the crippled, blind, and the lame to his table. Still, there was more room in the fine hall. Once again, the servant went to the far edges of the country to gather even more people—those who were outcasts. Perhaps even those who had never heard of the master’s name.

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Thirty-three years before Jesus dined at the table of the Pharisee, a handful of social outcasts stood in the fields guarding their sheep. It was a night that seemed like any other until they were encased in light; shuddering in fear as one of God’s angels delivered the long-awaited message that the Messiah had been born.

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How fitting that the heavenly announcement was given to shepherds—men who could understand the heart of the Great Shepherd. They didn’t offer an excuse; instead, they sought the Savior—the first to believe.

Accept the Invitation

After receiving heaven’s holy birth announcement, a vast choir filled the sky, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 14:14)

The angels seemed to disappear as quickly as they’d arrived, the shepherds stared at one another briefly. Then, craggy faces breaking into grins, one spoke, “We must hurry.” Dousing the meager fire that had been keeping them warm, the men almost ran to Bethlehem. In a small town, it wasn’t difficult to find a child.

Like the shepherds, we’re invited into Christ’s presence. We are the people of whom the master spoke when he said: “invite those from the far edges of the country”.

Why do I wait when I know that if I accept the invitation into His presence I'll receive the peace in promised?. Click To Tweet

Often, I RSVP too late. Waiting until the last moment to respond to a party invitation because I feel pressured to “do just one more thing”. But, how I long for more of Christ. Why do I wait when I know that if I accept the invitation into His presence I’ll receive the peace He promised in John 14:27? “I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.”

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Let’s accept the invitation today, friend. He’s waiting for us to join the banquet.

 

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and MicheleKingdom Bloggers,

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

Wednesdays   Worth Beyond RubiesRecharge Wednesday Welcome Wednesday /LetsHave Coffee/Porch Stories

Thursdays Heart Encouragement  /  Tune In Thursday  /Salt and Light /  Five Minute Friday

Friday Counting My Blessings, Faith on Fire, Blogger Voices Network, Grace and Truth Linkup,best-of-the-weekend Fresh Market Fridays

 

 

 

 

 

 

From the Bookshelf

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Come and Behold Him, a lovely Christmas devotional by Julie Lavender and Michelle Cox, was the perfect read to direct my thoughts heavenward as we enter the season.

It’s sweet, worshipful approach toward Christmas helps eliminate stress and reminds the reader of the One in whom the meaning of the celebration resides. While each devotion was meaningful as part of a personal study, young mother’s or grandmother’s with littles might enjoy reading each devotion and adapting each follow-up activity with their cherubs.

Come and Behold Him is certainly one book I’ll plan to read with my teens next year as part of family devotions as we prepare our hearts for Christmas.

I highly recommend it as for family, friends, and personal use. Thank you, Julie and Michelle, for penning this beautiful little book!

 

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While I’ve read the gospel of Luke many times, Bible teacher Erica Wiggenhorn led me deep into the culture during her 8-Week study, Unexplainable Jesus-Rediscovering the God You Thought You Knew. Several times, I was surprised, taken aback, or amazed by a new realization or fresh understanding of an illustration or experience Luke wrote about.

This was my favorite Bible study of the year and I can’t wait to start the next one. The difficulty lies in making a choice.

 

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_Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you, he will never let the righteous be shaken._

We gathered beneath the morning sun, its shimmering light deceptive in the early autumn chill. Huddling beneath a makeshift shelter, November nipped at fingers as each woman considered the small rock nestled in her hands.

Determined, I scrawled the words across the face of my rock. A particular burden I knew He was calling me to surrender. Give to Him. How many times must I release this to you, Lord, before I leave it at your feet?

Moving to the place where sand and sea meet, I dipped my head in prayer. I believe, Father. Help my unbelief.

Moving to the place where sand and sea meet, I dipped my head in prayer. I believe, Father. Help my unbelief. Then, drawing my arm back, I released the burden–etched in stone–into the depths of the ocean.

I allowed thee solemnity of the moment to penetrate deep. It was impossible to gather that deeply held burden to myself. I couldn’t recapture it. It was lost to me in the depths of an ocean vast and mysterious. Beyond comprehension. Powerful and peaceful.

the one who bore the cross longs for us heave our peace-stealing, joy-depleting cares at His feet.

Joy fluttered in my chest like a bird rising in the air. Hope released fresh in my spirit as I considered what He has done and what is yet to come.

Returning to the gathering place, I noticed other women dotting the shoreline. Some knelt along the ocean’s edge, seafoam lapping at their knees. Others raised arms toward heaven as if celebrating newfound freedom or delighting in a promise shared between Father and daughter.

Eventually, we all met beneath the flapping wings of the beach tent–our church building this beautiful Sunday. Some faces wore expressions of relief. Others joy, anticipation, or triumph.

Stepping forward, one woman spoke.

“I threw my rock into the water, but I didn’t think it went deep enough. I ran out and picked my burden up again. Isn’t that exactly what we do? We give Jesus our burdens and then take them back.”

I imagined my rock. The words I’d written.  How many times must I surrender this to you, Lord, before I leave it at your feet?

Oh, yes. How often have I released this care to Christ only to gather it close to my heart again? Do you, too, scoop up your burdens once you’ve entrusted them to Jesus? Are we releasing our fears, worries, and concerns…but only a certain distance. Then, if He lets us down, doesn’t come through, or fails to arrange circumstances to our liking we can charge ahead and pluck the precious care from His grasp.

Psalm 55:22 reads, “Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you, he will never let the righteous be shaken.”

The one who bore the cross longs for us heave our peace-stealing, joy-depleting cares at His feet.

Cast means to “throw forcefully”. Scripture exhorts us to forcefully throw off those burdens that weigh us down. They are too great for us to bear and because of His great love, the one who bore the cross longs for us heave our peace-stealing, joy-depleting cares at His feet.

There is such comfort in the words…” he will sustain you.” We can only fret, worry, or pray over our cares. Sometimes, we can take steps to help manage them, but ultimately we are not in control.

But, God.

God is our support. He alone is capable of meeting our needs and answering the cries of the heart. He alone left heaven to deliver hope and suffered satan’s sting to provide redemption. This is the same God who promises to sustain us regardless of life’s concerns.

Pick up your rock, friend. Write your burden down. Now, throw.

Peace and grace,

Tammy

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From the Book Shelf

Autumn is already nearing its end in Colorado. Bright splashes of color have faded to shades of brown and grey against the blue sky and a layer of snow washes away nature’s carpet of merlot and mustard. The chill penetrates our home and I’m drawn to my favorite chair where a book awaits.

Perhaps you’ll enjoy these, too.

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A great read by Morgan Tyree, Take Back Your Time-Identify Your Priorities, Decrease Stress, and Increase Productivity grabbed me in the introduction. “Time is always with you, walking alongside you on your journey and very much a part of your every experience. Whether in the mundane moments, the cherished memories, the obligatory daily duties, or the unwelcome trials–your time is a responsibility, a privilege, and a gift.”

Tyree takes a practical look at how we use our time and helps the reader break it into manageable “time zones” that work for her life. She identifies these as the green, yellow, and red time zones.

Like most of us, I’m still learning that “for everything there is a season”–including rest. While I appreciate the grids, time-logs, and tips Tyree shares throughout the book, I particularly appreciate her perception of time.

It truly is a responsibility, a privilege, and a gift.

transforming your thought life

Sarah Geringer’s book, Transforming Your Thought Life-Christian Meditation in Focus, is at the top of my Christmas gift list. Now on my second read, I’ve soaked in the words of this book as I’m learning to focus more on the power of scriptural thinking.

Geringer writes from a Biblical viewpoint, encouraging the reader to turn to scripture when struggling with faulty thinking in a variety of areas including unforgiveness, jealousy, fear, guilt, defeat, or negativity.

She provides step-by-step guidance for those new to Christian meditation, personalized prayers at the end of each chapter, as well as a wealth of scriptures to use for study and reflection.

Having released at the beginning of October, this book is one you won’t want to miss.

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Dr. Michelle Bengston has penned another encouraging book for those of us who struggle with such issues as anxiety, fear, and worry. While she has a wealth of knowledge as a professional neuropsychologist, it’s her relatability as a woman who has had her own struggles with anxiety that makes Dr. Bengton’s book, Breaking Anxiety’s Grip-How to Reclaim the Peace God Promises, so powerful.

Rich with personal stories of hope, Dr. Bengston shares practical, scriptural steps the reader can step into as she moves into freedom from worry and into Christ’s peace.

Each chapter concludes with a section called “Your Rx” which entails Bible study and application, a prayer, and a recommended playlist of five to seven praise and worship songs.

Every pastor, counselor, or person who knows the struggle of anxiety would benefit from this book. Even more than that, if you are someone walking through a difficult season this is a book you’ll want to read. It will bless your heart in unexpected ways.

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Lyneta Smith’s book, Curtain Call, is the painful retelling of being unseen and abused as a young child. A gripping story, Lyneta Smith threads the hope of redemption throughout her story. Grappling with the difficulty of PTSD, marriage, parenting, and forgiveness in the midst of her pain, the author shares how God created triumph from tragedy.

This book goes beyond ministering to those who’ve suffered abuse, however. It will strike a chord with those who strive for approval, fear rejection, or work to avoid poverty. This book is meant for those who know suffering and need a reminder that Jesus will always rescue them.

I haven’t chosen books for November. What do you recommend?

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and Michele, Kingdom Bloggers,

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

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Set Free

The shackles, which had clung to me for years, clattered to the ground; their clanging the beautiful sound of freedom in what represented Death’s valley. I’d wandered there like the ancient people of Israel, aimless and afraid, certain I’d discover a new route to hope only to realize these were my own worn, familiar tracks.

The beautifully fashioned dreams of family life, motherhood, and who I’d be in the midst of it all were destroyed in one horrific moment. Nothing about my life would remain untouched. The harm done to me as a child now stretched its long, gruesome arm from the depths of the past and pulled me inexorably into its grip.

(To continue reading, please visit Kelly R. Baker’s website where I have the pleasure of being a guest in her month-long series  What Freedom in Christ Looks Like Online Event .)

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link-up with the following wonderful bloggers:

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Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

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Oh, the grief that engulfed my heart while my son trudged through the painful valley. Many of my mama-crafted dreams were shattered when I realized the depth of my son’s emotional pain and struggle. But in their place, I’ve begun to understand surrender…

Continue reading my guest post where I honored to share at https://mistyphillip.com/i-never-expected-my-son-to-experience-mental-illness/ and please share if a parent you know needs encouragement.

Peace and grace,

Tammy

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Mondays   InstaEncouragementsAnita Ojeda, Mandy and MicheleKingdom Bloggers,

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

Wednesdays   Worth Beyond RubiesRecharge Wednesday Welcome Wednesday /LetsHave Coffee/Porch Stories

Thursdays Heart Encouragement  /  Tune In Thursday  /Salt and Light /  Five Minute Friday

Friday Counting My Blessings, Faith on Fire, Blogger Voices Network, Grace and Truth Linkup,best-of-the-weekend Fresh Market Fridays

You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, (1)

Shallow lines marked half-moons at the edges of my mouth, and the first shades of gray had begun threading themselves through my hair when I encountered soul-rocking, spirit-deep pain. Not one area of my life remained untouched.

Emotionally? I was immersed in depression, anxiety, and hopelessness. Relationally? My marriage and children seemed irreparable. Spiritually? My faith teetered haphazardly on the corners of anger and bitterness.

To keep reading join me at https://arisedailydevos.wordpress.com/2019/09/25/the-value-of-brokenness/ where I’m guest posting today.

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