Can I just tell you how much I appreciate you hanging out with me on my blog and having “Java with Jennifer” this past year?! You dear readers are the best!
And, you let me know by your comments and shares which blogs filled your cup, or lit your fire, or… well… put simply, which blogs were your favorites!
I bet your world is full of holiday hustle, right?
During this season, in the midst of Christmas parties, plans, and pandemonium, I need to stop and breathe.
I had just unswaddled — is that a word?!?! — all the members of the nativity set. They were each wrapped in crinkled tissue paper… all crammed together in a box from the past year. As I unpacked, I found a wise man’s foot jammed into a shepherd’s nose; Mary’s veiled head shoved under Joseph’s arm pit; a camel’s hoof wedged into a lamb’s mouth!
It was funny to think that this motley crew coming out of my Rubbermaid tub was about to stand tall on my mantel!
When your heart gets slammed with sorrow, it can feel so overwhelming, can’t it? Loss, grief, disappointment — all of that can feel so much bigger than us.
“I needed God to rescue me. I couldn’t rescue myself.” -Hannah J.
Hannah was stuck.
What started as a choice had become a chain. Fear enslaved her.
Years ago, one of my friends was struggling with a chronic illness. The girl was in bad shape, practically eating pain pills for breakfast just to make it through the day. After a few years of living with her illness, she was adjusting —as much as you can when you’re hurting. Her pain meds were managed well. She had gone through some counseling which had really helped her and she finally seemed to be getting her life back. She was moving on, even smiling more. She’d fought a hard fight and I admired her so much.
