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In sorrow, sometimes all we need is a hand to hold

In sorrow, sometimes all we need is a hand to hold. Someone to sit with us in the silence. To know we're not alone. May this little corner of Instagram be a safe place for you and your pain. Where you have freedom to be where you're at today.

I have good things coming. So stay tuned. And hang in there.💙🌧💙

Walking with a friend or loved one through grief?

Walking with a friend or loved one through grief? Here are some very practical creative ways to walk alongside them using their love languages!

Check out today's article in Joyful Life Magazine Blog! Show some love and drop me a comment over on the blog.❤

Also, mark your calendars for Saturday morning because my interview with Dr Gary Chapman (THE Love Languages guy) goes live!

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I just celebrated my wedding anniversary this week

I just celebrated my wedding anniversary this week. Would've been 14 years if he was still with us, if I'm doing my math right. That same day, I had 2 interviews for my book on how to rebuild life after losing your beloved, and I was stung by a bee. Right on my middle finger. My middle finger. What do you make of that?

That sting is a teensy example of a trial but a good illustration. Sometimes we get caught up in the trials or attacks that come against us. Sometimes we get caught up in focusing on the hand of the enemy. Instead of pausing long enough to see where the hand of God is... often God's hand is holding our own or covering our hearts or shielding us.

Father, may the scales fall off. May we see that you are greater, your angel armies are more numerous, and you can redeem anything that was stolen.

Many people really like using their middle finger to express their emotions. But as I heal slowly, I'm learning that bit of flesh is important for expression through dance. It's where you connect with the barre or the hand of your partner.

Becoming very aware of my middle finger from the residual pain... it made me think. We can waste our time flipping off the enemy or trying to throw verbal punches back (which, strangely, some people really like doing) or we can throw our hands up, throw our hands up in surrender and fling our mouth wide in praise, praising God Almighty.

Which do you think has more power to change your heart/circumstances/life/perspective?

After carbon monoxide poisoning that caused me to

After carbon monoxide poisoning that caused me to struggle for every breath for 4 months including 3 ER visits last Fall, after finally feeling strong enough to go back to church.. then getting omicron literally the day before trying to go back, which came and went with fevers and chills off and on for two full months... Throw in a book launch, more family loss, and many other heartaches... THIS.

After 6 months out of commission, dance.

Yet I will praise you!

Have you been continuously knocked down, beat up, abandoned? Have the past few years been your hardest ever?

If that's you, praise Him. You've got nothing to lose. Praise Him, hang in there, and see what happens. Wait patiently with as much hope and wonder as you can muster.

Praise him in the mourning.
Praise him in the weeping.
Praise him in the rejoicing.
Praise him in the twirling.
Praise him in the head spinning.

Even #whenmountainscrumble, praise him.

Join me and Ms. Aubrey Sampson (@aubsamp) and her

Join me and Ms. Aubrey Sampson (@aubsamp) and her co-host Mr. Brian From as we discuss the path of loss and how to come alongside someone who is grieving. 🤍🧸🤍

(That's a teddy bear emoji, not a gummy bear. Just sayin'.)

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https://1160hope.com/radioshow/the-common-good

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My first born baby and my first book baby, all on

My first born baby and my first book baby, all on the same day. And we marveled; it was good. So much to celebrate!

And a beautiful reminder that we partner in creation in mysterious ways beyond us. God lets us play a part in the creative process, but the Breath of Life, the Holy Spirit, the Living Breathing Words of God... that's the heart of it. And it was good.

Spent my day relishing in my girls. In awe of their thoughtfulness, generosity, beauty, loads of giggles, and big love. We had a scavenger hunt meets shopping spree, and it was good.

Father, we praise you in life, and we praise you in sorrow. We bless your name in Valleys and on Mountain tops and, yes, even #whenmountainscrumble.

Thank you God for breathing on this word. Thank you for scattering the seed. Thank you for rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. Thank you for seed for the sower and hot bread for the one who needs nourishment today. As my friend Soledad prayed, "May this book be hot bread!" Thank you for allowing it to begin as a #1newrelease. Evidence that you truly are strong when we're weak. We thank you and bless you. You are good, so so good. Always. In Jesus's name, amen

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