I never knew I was a perfectionist. Until it took me two hours to pick out a baby gift, pay for it, and drive it home, only to return it the next day because it wasn’t “perfect” enough. Then I knew. I, too, am a perfectionist.
Author: Brenda Rodgers
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Are You a Bitter Single Woman?
Before I go any further, I still struggle with bitterness sometimes. Bitterness is not a “single woman” problem. No matter your stage of life, you will most likely struggle with bitterness at times. Hopefully, bitterness never becomes a stronghold by taking root in your life, but be assured that it will try.
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Weekend Prayers and Links
For thirteen years I was a school teacher, so my year was not marked by January 1st through December 31st. Instead, my year started in August and continued through until the next August. It seemed like when I became a teacher my life started going by faster. I don’t know if continuing to mark my adult years in school years, each with its own chapter, sped it up or just simply that I was getting older, but life certainly hit the accelerator. Before I knew it I was 30. I wasn’t married, and I couldn’t believe it. How could my twenties have gone by so fast? Now I’m 38, and I’m no longer a school teacher. But life isn’t getting any slower. If anything its accelerator pedal is hitting the floor.
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Joy in Suffering and a Heart Transplant
The time of year has come again. I’m writing this post on August 3rd, and as I think back to this day four years ago, my husband was on life support. He was waiting for a donor heart to become available. If he didn’t get a heart within the week, he would die. He got one on August 6th, and had his transplant that night.
I remember how time stood still for me that week. When your husband is about to have a heart transplant, statistics become very important to you. I would read the survival rates for heart transplant patients after one year of transplant and then after two years, after five years, ten years, and so on. But I thought to myself that I couldn’t even imagine October coming much less a year – or more.
And now here we are – four years later.
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When 3,000 Miles Apart Becomes Zero {A Compassion International Story}
The fact that this has happened twice makes me undoubtedly assured that God did the orchestrating.A few weeks ago I got a private message from a woman I don’t know and have never met. She told me that she’s been trying to reach me. She just came back from a mission trip to Burkina Faso, West Africa. While she was there in the village, a young girl came up to her and showed her pictures of a couple who sponsors her through Compassion International. That couple was my husband and me. It being obvious that the missionary was American, without words the young girl was asking if the woman knew me. (more…)
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Weekend Prayers and Links
Okay everyone, so August is here and Weekend Prayers and Links is back! I took a small break from this series over the summer, but I will tell you, and I’m so honest and sincere when I say it, YOU have not left my mind! I think about my readers every single day, and I pray for you.Here’s a glimpse into the past few months with a cool God moment at the beach. I just love when God shows up so boldly. This picture was taken on Fripp Island in South Carolina. We went there in June with our family. Fripp Island is only six miles long and is still well preserved. The deer know whose home it really is, and they will walk right up to you. (more…)
