Before you assume that I’m saying it is sinful to write letters to your future husband, I promise that’s not what this post means. For me, it could lead to sin. For you, it may lead to positive things, like gratitude or submission to God’s will. And that’s amazing! Just don’t forget to be on guard against sexual, unrealistic, or discontented longings.
If God is my everything, I don’t need anything. I don’t need a date for Friday night. I don’t need a boyfriend who buys me flowers. I don’t need a husband who holds me in his arms. And I don’t need Four. Because I have Him.
What if—right now—we just need to rest in God and His perfect timing? What if we all learned to recognize that now may be a period of waiting—not dream-chasing?
I have a friend (who I’ll call “Taylor”) who always wants to do the next exciting thing in her life. In the past, she has often been looking forward, as she has planned out her future and dreamed about what lay ahead of her. However, she has never seemed to be content in the present.... Continue Reading →
She seemed to have it all. You know what I mean. She (I'll call her Raegan) was obviously gifted. She could play music by ear and sing like a professional. Her hair was wavy and golden, her smile was contagious, and her laugh was obnoxiously perfect. For a time, Raegan and I were friends. But... Continue Reading →
I think most people feel like an unbaked bowl of cookie dough for the majority of their lives. We feel like an unbaked bowl of dough, or a blank canvas, or an unfinished math problem. And, for most of our lives, we constantly ask when the dough will be baked, the canvas will be painted,... Continue Reading →