the narrow road

“Shine Your light on the narrow road so I can live in this world the way You want me to live.”
~Dr. Larry Crabb




Love,
Angie xoxo

believing in miracles

"Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. "I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing." (John 15:4-5)

"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law." (Gal 5:22-23)

Believing His Spirit will fill me this weekend,
Angie xoxo

T.G.I.T.

Whew...

Love,

Angie xoxo

Giving Thanks to The Lord

76). relaxing Sunday mornings

77). learning how to make homemade pasta w/ Linda

78). my brand new bike that is my size

79). being done with Saturday workdays until Labor Day

80). the smell of Spring flowers on the Paint Creek trail

81). the sun finally shining after a lot of rainy days

82). dinner parties

83). Lincoln making a bagel run

84). John making it through his first year of law school

85). John coming home for two months this Summer

86). Meghan coming home in about a month

87). playing the game, "Catch Phrase"

88). my friends

89). my family

90). my health

91). a Sunday without an agenda

92). my Jesus: 90 Days with the One and Only book

93). the encouraging comments people leave on this blog

94). knowing I am a VIP... Victor in Process

95). romantic music

96). celebrating my mother-in-law's birthday

97). watching my m-i-l enjoy a cream puff w/ butter pecan ice cream & saunder's chocolate



Singing Praise!
Angie xoxo

from Debbie D.

I've noticed something about Christians. They usually tell their story after they've come out of something. They can't wait to tell everybody where God brought them. They were lost and now they are found.

I'm writing this post when I'm smack dab in the middle of something. The only problem is I don't even know what that something is. It's just a feeling of being "out of sorts". There are times when I feel paralyzed and stuck. That's all I can say. By now you know (unless this is the first time you've stopped by here) I love music. I usually find a song that speaks to me. When I can't figure out how to articulate my thoughts there is someone out there with the right words. I'm grateful.

There are a couple of things I know I need to do when I feel this way. I need to get my little you know what downstairs and get on my elliptical machine or out for a walk. It's raining so I'm going down. I must light a candle and clean out my purse. For some reason I can think more clearly when my purse is clean. It's times like this when I find it difficult to find the right music that doesn't annoy me.

I also need to make a decision...

I know most people would rather read something uplifting and positive, but I promised myself that I'm going to be real on here. I also promise I'll be back to my old self in no time telling you that I was lost and now I'm found. :)

Already feeling better,

Angie xoxo

24 years with the same address

It's been a long time since I woke up needing to write a blog post. When I first started this blog it seemed everything was blog worthy. This morning I woke up quite a bit earlier than my alarm was to go off. I had to get something off my mind.

You see... I had moving on my mind.

This week it will be exactly 24 years since I moved into this house. It was just 3 months before my son, John was born. I was 24 years-old which is exactly half of my life ago. I remember where we put Meghan's crib and those first nights when we needed a baby monitor because it seemed her room was a million miles away. When I got divorced my main goal was to be able to keep my kids in their home. Fast forward to moving her off to college. I helped her move 4 times during college before she moved to New York. She is on her 3rd apartment. I can picture every single place she lived. The same is true of John. I recently helped him move to his 2nd apartment in Charlotte. I've helped move them just about every time. I wouldn't have missed it for the world!

This weekend I will be helping my mom move... again. I was thinking about all of the different places she has lived. In those same 24 years she has lived in a few different locations in Michigan, Florida, California, North Carolina, back to Michigan, back to North Carolina, a new apartment from one side of North Carolina to another.... back to Michigan... where she lives now... and now to another location in Michigan. It's hard to keep them all straight.

I'm praying she finds contentment and will realize she needs Him no matter where she goes next.



I'm grateful for all of the memories I've had in this house for these past 24 years (and the memories I've made helping others move).
Love,
Angie xoxo

"Except..."

It's actually quite embarrassing to admit this is my 600th post since I started this blog and am still insecure about it every time I click "Publish Post". Just yesterday I was teased about putting my "diary" out there for the whole world to see. I know it sounds strange to 99% of the world, but for that 1% who "get it" I'll continue with this 600th post.

"She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come." (Proverbs 31:25)

When I heard Beth Moore was writing a book on Insecurity I didn't think I would get "on board" and read it along with all of her other blog followers. Although I have been inspired more than words could ever express by her teaching I felt it was time to go back to being a Sister in Christ instead of a Siesta. But I had one of those nudges from the Holy Spirit to get involved when our church hosted the taping of the simulcast. I joined the prayer team and had one of those divine meetings you hear about. God brought me a totally unexpected gift from a blog reader I had never met. I don't have permission to mention her name, but all I can say is I will never forget it for the rest of my life. We had a special time together and as I looked in her eyes when we spoke Beth's final commission over each other at the end I learned once again that there are no coincidences and God knew exactly what He was doing. He whispered through this new friend's mouth into my ear and straight to my heart that... "You, are Exceptional!"


Beth taught us 6 points about a secure woman. She shared that Insecurity is not a weakness, but unbelief. Ouch! We focused on Ephesians Chapter 4:17-24.

A secure woman is...

S... Saved from herself. Security makes us think less often of ourselves.
E... Entitled to truth. Perfection is an "art form".
C... Clothed with intention. Security doesn't come naturally.
U... Upended by Grace. Grace is the only gift we can give away and keep for ourselves. We can have our cake and eat it too.
R... Rebounded by love. Live as dearly loved children. If a heart does not heal, it hardens! Imagine going up to everyone you meet with a full cup instead of an empty one, hoping they will fill it so you'll feel good about yourself.
E... Exceptional in life!

There is nothing like the sound of 600 beautiful women secure in Christ alone singing together to our Lord and Savior. I have to be honest. I had the opportunity to feel insecure within 30 minutes of the time I left the conference (and many more times throughout the day). When someone laughed at me for writing my "diary" for the whole world to see I had to think about it for just a second. I mean, seriously? At the end of my life I would love for someone to say, "I don't know anyone who would really share the good, bad and the ugly on a blog for the whole world to see"...

"Well... Except Angie".

I can't think of a better compliment!
Love,
Angie xoxo