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FeaturedLiz.W Post by the Husband “And he looked, and behold, there was at his head a cake baked on hot stones and a jar of water. And he ate and drank and lay down again. And the angel of the LORD came again a second time and touched him and said, “Arise and eat, for…
January 15, 2021Liz.W The turn of this new year? — I’ve stopped counting. Stopped counting how long it’s been. Stopped ruminating how different the world’s been — or how crazy the headlines have been. Plane falls, economy implodes, new strain develops, election went south, and our borders? — they have closed once again. It seems too easy to…
FeaturedLiz.W Father, You who breathed Your breath into this baby girl, I pray now for Your hand to hold her, Your smile to continually shine on her. You who brought her out of my dark womb and lurched her into the dark of night, I pray now for Your love to spread over her, Your…
January 15, 2021Liz.W The turn of this new year? — I’ve stopped counting. Stopped counting how long it’s been. Stopped ruminating how different the world’s been — or how crazy the headlines have been. Plane falls, economy implodes, new strain develops, election went south, and our borders? — they have closed once again. It seems too easy to…
FeaturedLiz.W “It was ‘very early on the first day of the week, at dawn, the women came to the tomb…” (Luke 24:1) The story must have been told countless times; yet it never loses its power. Of how it was all silent on Saturday: nothing happening and hope downright plateauing. But something’s definitely happening: the night’s ending and morning…
FeaturedLiz.W My uni days were spent half-times in tutes, half-times in empty classrooms; sometimes bathrooms. I’d often sneak out after class to find a quiet little spot where I could hit the floor and pray. It wasn’t that I was super spiritual — I was just super hungry. Since losing my Dad at a young age, I’d often…
FeaturedLiz.W To every Mama battling busy, feeling behind — You who fight fatigue, struggle over fear, and worry about the future – We know — mothering can strip the strongest woman thin — and this really is a tough gig. No doubt, it brings lots of joy. But there’s no mistaking it — lots of heartaches too. But may we…
FeaturedLiz.W ” You cause the grass to grow for the livestockand plants for man to cultivate,that he may bring forth food from the earthand wine to gladden the heart of man,oil to make his face shineand bread to strengthen man’s heart.” Psalms 104:14-15 Post by the Husband Imagine all the grass growing around the world….
FeaturedLiz.W I’ve never realised how much I needed help, or how I longed for normal life to resume, until I sat there at the hospital waiting room, grappling with all the possible diagnoses of my six-year-old’s health condition and feeling the weight of the unknown slowly sagging me down. Life does that to you, I…
FeaturedLiz.W Sometimes I wonder if they’ll ever see — If I’ll ever see. I’d slept with my contact lenses in, and oozed with the pain of bad conjunctivitis the next three consecutive weeks — …and so they gathered around my kitchen island, and I asked them to sit while I stood. The ulcer was blinding…
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