Brenda Rodgers

Author: Brenda Rodgers

  • Egg Salad, Azaleas, Ferns, and the Masters

    This past weekend possibly ended John’s favorite weekend of the year. That is if you don’t count every weekend in the fall that UGA is playing football. Masters weekend.

    For those of you not from the south, or who aren’t remotely interested in golf, the Masters is arguably the most prestigious, and most beautiful, golf tournament of the year. It’s in our home state of Georgia, Augusta, Georgia, where my sister-in-law lives, nonetheless, and in encompasses pretty much everything southern. Including egg salad, azaleas, and ferns.

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  • Where Do You Take Your Heartache?

    I entered this past week with a heavy heart. It is not often that I feel so weighed down and full of sorrow. As I went to bed on Sunday night I wanted to weep and release the pain and confusion that was swirling around my body. My heart was aching, and I felt torn into a few pieces. No, I hadn’t experienced a relationship break-up. But I was feeling deep sorrow for a couple of people close to my heart as I continued to watch the choices they were making.

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  • Lift Your Eyes

    Do you ever feel hopeless and defeated?  Like you’re in the middle of a battle, blindly throwing punches into the darkness at some unknown enemy?  If you are a child of the King, you are in a fight…in a war, in fact.  Because of your relationship with God, you have a fierce opponent who is throwing all he’s got at you, wearing you down.  Satan wants your spirit to be stone-cold dead.

    Sisters in Christ, don’t let that happen!  As much as we would really prefer to be pampered princesses in a crystal palace, God is calling His daughters to be warriors.

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  • FREEDOM: For When You Awaken Love Too Early

    “I am guilty. Ashamed of what I’ve done, what I’ve become. These hands are dirty. I dare not lift them up to the Holy one. You plead my cause. You right my wrongs. You break my chains. You overcome. You gave Your life. To give me mine. You say that I am free – how can it be? How can it be?

    I’ve been hiding. Afraid I’ve let you down, inside I doubt that You still love me, but in Your eyes there’s only grace now.”

    The lyrics above are from a beautiful song by artist Lauren Daigle titled ‘How Can It Be’. Have you ever said those words?

    Have you ever felt so guilty that God couldn’t love you?
    Have you ever felt so dirty that you couldn’t worship our Savior?

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  • On Suffering, Surrendering Idols, and Dying Well

    Tonight I read this post by Ann Voskamp about the death of Kara Tippetts. Honestly, I have not followed Kara’s story. However, Ann’s words are quite possibly the most powerful I’ve ever read.

    Of course I read this post after coming upstairs from dinner where I got my feelings hurt because of a comment John made about soggy broccoli. There’s nothing like being brought into eternity after wallowing in something as earthly as hurt feelings over broccoli.

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  • The First Scrape of the Season

    The temperature finally got up to 70 degrees for the second time this year. I know for those of you who live in other parts of the country you’re still dreaming of 60’s. But for this southern girl who’s motto is “the hotter the better” all winter long I lament the fact that I’m not blessed enough to live in Texas. A day in the 70’s sets my attitude straight.

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