Where God's Word Meets Our Mess
For the 4th of July, I normally post something about freedom because this holiday is all about freedom. However, today's post includes a special interview with my friend, Kennedy Wilhite. She’s getting married on the 4th of July! I’ve enjoyed getting to know her, and I know you’ll enjoy getting to know her too.
You sit on a hard wooden pew in an old church sanctuary. You're surrounded by a sea of people who seem genuinely joyful. They sing "Victory in Jesus" with loud voices. Your head just spins. Their cheerful voices echo throughout the entire sanctuary, but Satan’s voice is the only thing that you can hear right now.
Even though I haven’t seen that many Hallmark movies, I’ve seen enough to know what all the endings will be: happily ever after. Honestly, Hallmark, you deceive so many women with your cookie-cutter romances. These five false expectations that you've given us are particularly to blame.
Surely, this thought has crossed your mind recently. We’re all wondering if (and hoping that) 2021 will be better than 2020. After all, 2021 can’t be any worse. It has to be better, right?
You were sure that this was going to be your year for finding true love. You were determined that you wouldn’t spend this Christmas alone. You thought you would definitely have someone to kiss under the mistletoe in 2020. But you wonder if you’ve lost your chance at finding someone to spend the rest of your life with.
You hear all the cheery greetings. You read them on cards, see them on decorations, and hear them in songs. And you feel all the emotions—both good and bad—that are attached to them.
In 2018 and 2019, I wrote about some things I wasn't thankful for at Thanksgiving. This Thanksgiving, there's one more thing I'm not thankful for that I want to share. I bet you can guess what it is.
We’re entering the month of July, and people are still talking about the coronavirus. We’re still reading the one-sided news and the biased viewpoints. We’re still swallowing the confusion, chaos, and despair. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel anything but free on this Independence Day.
Instead of shopping for Easter candy and bunny décor, we’ll be scouring the store shelves for toilet paper, hand soap, and milk. Instead of planning family parties and cleaning for visitors, we’ll be planning how to cook using our current food supply and sanitizing every corner of our homes. Instead of getting together with friends, we’ll be cooped up in our homes and cozied up in front of our TVs. It'll be...different.
Tizzie's Tidbits of Truth 