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Engraved On His Hands: The God Who Sees
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Wednesday, November 14, 2012. The God Who Sees. Today is just one of those days when raw emotion teeters on a knife blade in my heart. Everyone I see and touch has felt pain and it slices through me with every greeting. It is one of those days when I am exceptionally aware of the brokenness of the world. Disease, pain, death stalking every life. Like broken china, the sharp edges of life leave me gasping in pain and marveling that something so beautiful can be so sharp. Then he showed me a river of the w...
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Engraved On His Hands: July 2011
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Thursday, July 28, 2011. We tend to think that if Jesus Christ compels us to do something and we are obedient to Him, He will lead us to great success. We should never have the thought that our dreams of success are God’s purpose for us. - Oswald Chambers. I've spent a lot of time lately telling myself "It's only a season, it's only a season." But dependency isn't a season. It is my life. And I think I'd better get used to that, instead of fighting to prove that I can do it all by myself, and...If I can ...
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Engraved On His Hands: Kissing my to-do list goodbye.
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Tuesday, August 06, 2013. Kissing my to-do list goodbye. As moms do we believe in a false gospel? A gospel of "shoulds"? Do we think that our worth as women is tied to how clean our house is, how obedient are children are, or anything other than Christ and His perfection? Are we driving ourselves to meet some inner standard or to avoid the disdain of certain other women we know? Are we at the brink of exhaustion, collapse, and despair because we can't keep up with a perceived standard? Anything to Christ...
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Engraved On His Hands: Kicking Against the Pricks
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Saturday, November 10, 2012. Kicking Against the Pricks. As I wander through the kitchen for a drink, I'm drawn to the window by the sound of shrieking. Not a pain cry, but one of sheer frustration. My two year daughter is sitting on a chair in the back yard, her feet danging bare in 40 degree weather. "Put your shoes on! My husband calls over the roar of the lawn mower. More sobs. No movement to obey. The sharpness of the cold matched by the hardness of a heart. Whoever believes in Him will not be.
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Engraved On His Hands: November 2012
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Wednesday, November 14, 2012. The God Who Sees. Today is just one of those days when raw emotion teeters on a knife blade in my heart. Everyone I see and touch has felt pain and it slices through me with every greeting. It is one of those days when I am exceptionally aware of the brokenness of the world. Disease, pain, death stalking every life. Like broken china, the sharp edges of life leave me gasping in pain and marveling that something so beautiful can be so sharp. Then he showed me a river of the w...
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Engraved On His Hands: The Psalter for Mothers
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Friday, February 08, 2013. The Psalter for Mothers. A Psalm for those who are anxious about going to the grocery store. I will bless the Lord. At all times;. His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul makes its boast in the Lord. Let the humble hear and be glad. Oh, magnify the Lord. And let us exalt his name together! I sought the Lord. And he answered me. And delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant,. And their faces shall never be ashamed. The angel of the Lord.
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Engraved On His Hands: November 2013
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Monday, November 25, 2013. I will not die, but live, and tell of the works of the Lord! I had the privilege of publicly offering thanks to God at our church on November 17, 2013. Here is what I am thankful for this year (and much much more):. What has God done for me this year? He has saved my life and filled me with His praises. For the past three years I have struggled with depression. It has many causes and may be something I struggle with all my life. But this is my year of joy. The joy of the Gospel.
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Engraved On His Hands: Lifting up my eyes
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Tuesday, January 01, 2013. Lifting up my eyes. I never make New Year's resolutions. I guess I figure I'm not gonna keep 'em. If I am going to set goals, there is nothing magical about a new calendar year that will somehow wipe away the past failures or give me a better chance of success. That said, I've changed my mind this year. While it is an arbitrary time, it is good to have some. Time to look back, evaluate, and set goals. And all the glorious, jagged agony of regret. I am His bride. He died for me.
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Engraved On His Hands: February 2013
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Friday, February 08, 2013. The Psalter for Mothers. A Psalm for those who are anxious about going to the grocery store. I will bless the Lord. At all times;. His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul makes its boast in the Lord. Let the humble hear and be glad. Oh, magnify the Lord. And let us exalt his name together! I sought the Lord. And he answered me. And delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant,. And their faces shall never be ashamed. The angel of the Lord.
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Engraved On His Hands: August 2013
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Tuesday, August 06, 2013. Kissing my to-do list goodbye. As moms do we believe in a false gospel? A gospel of "shoulds"? Do we think that our worth as women is tied to how clean our house is, how obedient are children are, or anything other than Christ and His perfection? Are we driving ourselves to meet some inner standard or to avoid the disdain of certain other women we know? Are we at the brink of exhaustion, collapse, and despair because we can't keep up with a perceived standard? Anything to Christ...