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No Tape Measure Needed

“For all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.” Galatians 3:27 (NIV)

There is nothing quite like clothing to bring a grown woman to her knees. A simple closet-moving project had left me on the ground, clutching a cold metal tape measure to my chest.

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Blessing

The Reconciling Power of Perfect Love’s Kiss

As post-pandemic creatures, we share one undeniable thing: the slow healing of global trauma brought on by lockdowns, shutdowns, and social distancing. Even though my desire to connect and commune was more intense than ever as restrictions eased, I’ve struggled to return to a more engaged life with other humans. Complacency set in, and I grew more comfortable in my isolation. I asked myself, “Why go to all the effort? Would it really matter if I stayed settled in my estranged life?”

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Devotion

For When You Feel Beyond Broken

My heart sank as I scrutinized the drawing in my lap. “Lord, can I be any more broken?” This soul-care retreat should have been a recipe for rejuvenation. Instead, there I sat, beyond mending, like an egg’s shattered shell.

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Devotion

Turned Back to Unsinkable Hope: Jonah 2:8

“Those who cling to worthless idols turn away from God’s love for them.” Jonah 2:8 (NIV)

Wrestling the downward pull of the water, I propelled myself upward until my head broke the surface. Gasping for air and shaking, I doggy paddled until I reached the mossy bank of the swimming hole.

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Anxiety

Dancing in the Shadows with the Father of Lights

(Psalm 46) – Shadows danced across the parking lot as I sat in my car, processing the doctor’s words. White knuckled, I held the steering wheel, unable to move.

I now had the answer to the question I had been relentless in asking at every doctor’s appointment – “When will this ever end?”. I had hoped for a firm diagnosis at this visit and even a cure. I ached to return to the way things were before my illness, like a shadow, crept into my life. It brought with it chronic pain, neurologic chaos, and reduced mobility. No way could I go on like this another day, let alone the rest of my life.

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