Five Days in Paradise: My Bahamas Trip Review (Day 2)

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Five Days in Paradise: My Trip to Sandals Royal Bahamian BahamasHello, friends! I’m straying a bit from my usual inspirational-type blogs to do something a little more fun! As you may have already read in an earlier blog here, my husband and I recently returned from a trip to an all-inclusive resort, Sandals Royal Bahamian. I wanted to share a few more details about our experience – the good (most of it), the bad (well, a little), and the ugly (mainly just consisting of sunburn and sickness). Below is my report for Day 2.

You can see Day 1 here.

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DAY 2: Private Island Paradise

We slept in a bit the second morning…because we could! Unfortunately, I woke up with a major sore throat and just feeling a little puny. It would not bode well for the entire trip, but I tried really hard to be a trooper. Continue reading “Five Days in Paradise: My Bahamas Trip Review (Day 2)”

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Five Days in Paradise: My Bahamas Trip Review (Day 1)

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Hello, friends! I’m straying a bit from my usual inspirational-type blogs to do something a little more fun! As you may have already read in an earlier blog here, my husband and I recently returned from a trip to an all-inclusive resort, Sandals Royal Bahamian.

I wanted to share a few more details about our experience – the good (most of it), the bad (well, a little), and the ugly (mainly just consisting of sunburn and sickness). Continue reading “Five Days in Paradise: My Bahamas Trip Review (Day 1)”

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Enthralling the King: Finding Our Worth in the One Who Made Us

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“Let the king be enthralled by your beauty…” – Psalm 45:11

Let me be completely real with you right now. I’ve never thought of myself as beautiful. Even as a child, I was the tomboy who never cared that much about what I wore or what my hair looked like. I had two best friends growing up and I always thought they were so beautiful. I was the frumpy one.

I had many other good qualities, which I realized even back then. I was smart and made good grades. I was creative. I was always involved in sports, yearbook, drama, chorus. I knew that I could sing well from the time I was little. But physically attractive? Nah. Continue reading “Enthralling the King: Finding Our Worth in the One Who Made Us”

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Being Audacious: Why Aren’t We Bolder in Prayer?

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Do you ever sometimes wish you could be more like your children? I’m not talking about grown-up children. I mean the little ones. And not just in the child-like faith that Jesus talks about in Scripture.

My little guy is bold. He has absolutely no trouble asking for exactly what he wants. (Seriously, he is precise. “Mommy, can I have three gummy bears, please. No, two. No, three. Yes, three gummy bears.”) Continue reading “Being Audacious: Why Aren’t We Bolder in Prayer?”

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My Papa and His Sunday Morning Victory: The Hope Found in Easter

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“It was now about the sixth hour, and there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour, while the sun’s light failed…” – Luke 23:44-45a (ESV)

I have to admit to you that I don’t have the greatest memory known to man. But there are certain events, and even particular moments, I remember from the distant past that are as real to me as if they had happened yesterday. One of those moments was the morning that Papa Henry died. Continue reading “My Papa and His Sunday Morning Victory: The Hope Found in Easter”

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Trusting God With Our Treasures

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“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” – Matthew 6:21 (ESV)

My husband and I just returned from a five-day trip to the Bahamas, which he earned through his job. It was certainly one of those “dream vacations” that you imagine you might be able to take someday. We went to an all-inclusive resort where we were pretty much treated like royalty from the first minute. We stepped off the shuttle that had brought us from the airport and were greeted with lemon-scented, cool, wet towels, and then ushered into a beautiful reception area where we didn’t have to stand in line to check in. Continue reading “Trusting God With Our Treasures”

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A Letter to My Hard-Working Husband

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To my precious husband…

I must admit, sometimes I wish things were different. I compare myself to others on social media and think…

“Wow, it was nice that her husband sent her flowers for no particular reason.”

“Oh, and how thoughtful to surprise her with tickets to that show.”

“He must really love her to go out and buy her those shoes she’s had her eye on.”

And the enemy creeps in and tells me I’m missing out on something. But you know what? I love us. I love who we are. I love who you are. Continue reading “A Letter to My Hard-Working Husband”

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When Faith Takes Over for Fear

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I know you don’t know me. But I am a fearful, worrying person. Okay, so those aren’t my only qualities, but they are the most relevant to this post. I seek security of every kind. Financial… relational… physical. And because I seek security, I don’t often seek adventure. Oh, I used to. I used to be fearless when I was younger and single and had little to no responsibilities. But what growing up and maturing have gotten me (besides a few laugh lines and a much slower metabolism) is an increased sense of fear. Continue reading “When Faith Takes Over for Fear”

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