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I Have Hard Days Too

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This was a hard week.

A little background... In 2013, my husband sobered up after nearly 20 years of alcoholism, rage, and addiction related issues. Until that point, our marriage had been severely damaged by his violent outbursts and abuse. Through a gut-wrenching, potentially devastating incident, God reached into my husband’s heart and mind on the evening of May 5, 2013 and Glen fully confessed, repented, and truly surrendered his heart back to his Savior. I had married a godly, Christ-centered man in 1988 - on May 5, 2013, I got him back. Actually, I got a more mature and humble man back.

Since that night, we have been on a steady path of healing and restoration. We have joy again, peace again, trust and hope again. It's been hard - don't get me wrong - but it has been blessed nonetheless.
There are many difficult bumps along a road to true healing. One of the most difficult of mine has been dealing with the scars of trauma that Glen’s past violent behavior left on my hea…

Recipe: Avgolemono - Lemon Chicken Soup

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This took less than 20 minutes to cook up!  Here's my #supersimple #Recipe, and yes, it's a great way to enjoy your #lemon #essentialoil... #Enjoy and tell me if you #tryit 








==AVGOLEMONO==
½ C finely chopped onion
2 cloves minced garlic
2T EVOO
3-4 sprigs thyme
2 tsp Kosher salt
2tsp Black pepper
8 C chicken stock
3-4 C cooked, chopped chicken
2 eggs
¼ cup #fresh lemon juice
3 drops #doterra lemon eo
Water
Heat evoo and saute until soft and translucent the onion, garlic cloves with salt, pepper and thyme (tied with string) on med heat in your stock pot. try not to let onions get dark
Deglaze the yummies in that pot with 8 cups broth, bring to boil, add 1½ cups orzo, return to boil then reduce to simmer for 5 minutes.
Meanwhile whisk eggs with lemon juice. Add 2 cups of the hot broth to the egg mixture to temper it. Then stir this slowly back into into the soup. Add chicken (I had a roasted chicken on hand! Score!) and 3 drops lemon essential oil and stir. Remove thyme bundle, ch…

Am I Gonna Die In Church? ...thoughts from my ten-year-old self

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We all had silly notions when we were young of how life worked - like thinking there were actual little people in the TV doing all those shows. But some might not have been so silly! Some were life and death! Communion at church! Eeeeek!!

Taking communion at church used to scare the Hades out of me. I had heard the preacher say that people had “fallen asleep” (which I found out was code for “died!”) because they were unworthy, and because they took communion with unconfessed sin….at least that’s what I thought he said. So, when the elders would assemble at the front of the church to pass around the communion plates it got real for me...and I got my prayin' face on! I’d start my prayers in earnest as they headed my way...head bowed, hands folded tightly and trembling...

”Oh dear Jesus, I’m so sorry for all the bad things I’ve done and the way I treated my sister and disobeyed my parents…”


And I’d open one eye from my praying to see the communion plate getting closer, and I’d squirm ba…

The One When Lucy Got Scooby Scared

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We used to have quite a little farm at our home. Having lots of pets makes for lots of stories and this was one I remember like yesterday... Our mini poodle Lucy FREAKED out. One second she was trotting without a care ahead of me as I walked to the kitchen and the next she's practically jumping into my arms like Scooby into Shaggy's. Something in the shadows by the piano startled her - and by startled I mean she literally skidded to a stop and back peddled on her clicky little paws until she slipped - back legs first - down the stairs. Now, mind you, normally Lucy assertively goes for any little critters she finds....like crickets and beetles, or grasshoppers, even mice. She scared up a rat from the side yard a few weeks back and killed it. She keeps the stray cats in their place, tried to take on a skunk last week, and even attempted to bark a Rottweiler into submission at the beach a couple of days ago. But this time she was acting more like a scaredy cat, instead of my us…

When A Friend is Hurting

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"Did I do something wrong?" Shauna asked me from over her cup of coffee, tears brimming making her sad eyes look so tired. "I mean, I just don't see how things could be going this badly in my life unless I had done something wrong - really missed the mark - and God is teaching me a lesson." 

Honestly, this question is one where I could put any woman's name ...Mary's name, Cindy's, Karla's, and at one point in my life - my own. I hear it all the time when I meet with women sharing their hurt and asking the hard questions. Why are things going so wrong? How did I mess up to deserve this? 
It's no wonder we think along these lines. From our earliest lessons in life, we see that things come together with consistent cause and effect whether good or bad or even neutral: We cry for mom...mom comes to pick us up. We reach out to a hot stove...ouch! In school, one plus one equals two whether we're playing with blocks, racing through a math worksh…

I Don't Really Trust God...or Do I?

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During a particularly stressful season in my life it occurred to me that I liked the idea of trusting God, but I didn't actually trust him. I knew the Bible verses - "trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not blah-blah-blah..." I knew the songs, "...trust and obey for there's no other way to be blah-blah-blah-blah..." but reeeeeally, truly was I actually living in way that showed I trusted him? I realized, when I sat down in my office chair, I just sit. I trusted the chair to hold me. When I turned the faucet I just held the cup and trusted the water to splash forth...no worrying, wondering, second guessing...I just went on past experience without a 2nd thought and, voila, my cup runneth over. So, what was up with how I was thinking of "trusting" God? 

I realized my concept of trust in God and how that looked in my life was connected to my expectations on how this or that situation might turn out. So I was trusting God only to the extent …