I have a confession to make. I’ve been waiting for my happily ever after, story book ending since I was in the 7th grade. What I loved about romance novels was there was always a beginning, middle, and end. No matter what obstacles were thrown in the protagonists’ paths, they would always end up together and in love.
Tag: grace
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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?
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Can You Accept “Purity” as a Part of Your Name?
My name is not an exciting conversation starter. It’s not linked to another name. There is no family history revealing quirky or interesting facts about how my parents came to name me. The name “Katie”, however, is a variant of Katherine. I learned very quickly that it means “pure”.
For a long time I didn’t quite get the meaning of pure. I used to pride myself on being a good person. To me, “good” was close enough to pure. I knew that I sinned, but I never sinned “badly”, in my eyes. I rarely made my parents angry when I was younger. I was quiet, timid, shy and out of everyone’s hair. To me, that was important.
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Weekend Prayers and Links
Recently I’ve been beating myself up over a question that parades through my mind regularly.
“How did you let that happen?”
I think back on my life past, and I ask myself this question about many situations. I go down the mental path of different scenarios of what I could have done – but I didn’t.
Sometimes my regret gets out of control. I just dwell on the past so much that it becomes an obsession.
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When Godly People Do Ungodly Things
For several months now I’ve been struggling with reliving parts of my past. The memories come rapid-fire – so fast that I can’t stop them. And they come at the most insignificant times. Like standing in the check-out line at the grocery store. Suddenly I’m a 29-year-old sitting in my apartment texting that guy over and over again who obviously wasn’t “the one”. Or I’m remembering this most painful relationship or these that came afterwards. Each of these memories leave me with this anchor of shame that I can’t shake easily. The questions rise up, again, and one in particular. I ask, “How did I let this happen? How could I have done such ungodly things?”
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Why I’m Not Ready to Read Jen Hatmaker’s Book “7”
A dear friend who I love and respect and look up to so much (I secretly want to be like her when I grow up even though she’s a little younger than me) posted on Facebook recently that she is reading Jen Hatmaker’s book 7: An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess. She said that the book is “rocking her world” and she’s been “gutting her house and making packages for homeless people”.
Oh wow! I want to want to gut my house and make packages for homeless people. I really do.
But I’m not ready to read Jen Hatmaker’s book 7. (more…)
