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Weekly Brew: Worth More Than Gold

Yesterday I stumbled across a pin with 20 writing prompts for spiritual journaling. I'm a journal junkie, and obviously, a Pinterest junkie, so I couldn't pass up a quick glance. Before I could double click, one prompt jumped right off the page and really made me think: The most significant area of my life that is not finding its way into… Continue reading Weekly Brew: Worth More Than Gold

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Weekly Brew: A Prayer Through the Wind

This morning's harsh, March wind is pounding helplessly at our windowpanes, crashing through the newly budding tree limbs, and recklessly knocking over anything in it's way.  The springtime cold snap has officially shoved it's way through. Just a few days earlier we were riding bikes in the warm sunshine, awing at the freshly blooming daffodils and… Continue reading Weekly Brew: A Prayer Through the Wind

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Weekly Brew: New Beginnings

Happy Monday, everyone! A couple of years ago, when I completely made over A Fresh Brewed Faith, I began regularly posting something called the "Weekly Brew" every Monday. I was shooting for positive, faith-based and thought-provoking, and blogged a lot about things God was teaching me. I longed to pen something encouraging each week that… Continue reading Weekly Brew: New Beginnings

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Weekly Brew: Gratitude in the Grumpiness

There has been a lot of grumpiness going on in our household lately. Nap time strikes, temper tantrums, and late nights make for grumpy kids and a grumpy mama. It's not always easy to be thankful during trials, even (and sometimes especially!) the small trials. No trial is too small for the Lord's care. In his loving arms, we… Continue reading Weekly Brew: Gratitude in the Grumpiness

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My Story: Part 5 — Refined by the Fire

If you look closely at the cracks in our sidewalk, you will see three things: bugs, weeds, and teeny tiny shards of shattered glass. Glass that couldn't be gathered by professional emergency clean-up crews. Glass that still stands as a reminder of our broken lives and the fire that destroyed so much. Recently I attended… Continue reading My Story: Part 5 — Refined by the Fire