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What if saying no to one good thing made room for something greater?
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Last week, Dave and I attended a long-anticipated wedding—virtually. And once again, we found ourselves praising God for the gift of technology. I'll be honest—I have a love-hate relationship with technology, especially when it doesn't extend grace for user error. :) But here's a fun fact that still makes me smile: almost 19 years ago, Dave used semi-brand-new technology called Skype to connect our son—who was living in Austria—to our daughter's wedding in Colorado. People at the wedding marveled at it. Some even grumbled, thinking someone was rude enough to bring a laptop to a wedding just to work. Ha! What they didn't know? Our son was watching in Austria—at 3 a.m.—just to be there for his sister's big day. Now THAT is love. <3 (If you don't know what Skype is, ask your parents.) What’s Been On My Heart Last week, during my monthly meeting with other women who serve women in various capacities, our facilitator asked a thought-provoking question: "Are there any changes you believe would be productive and effective in this season?" I felt God nudge me—again. Since the beginning of this year, God has continued to show me how easily I get overcommitted. And I hope I'm not alone in that. Slowly—and sometimes painfully—I've been removing myself from good, growing, and soul-enriching activities to create space for what God is calling me to in this season of my life. So I want to ask you the same question: What changes could you make that would help you become more productive and effective in this season of your life? I love the word season in that question. Our lives are seasonal—and the wisest man who ever lived said it best: "For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven." — Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NLT) Not every season calls for the same things. And not every good thing belongs in every season. Maybe, like me, God is nudging you to let something go—not because it isn't valuable, but because something even more purposeful is waiting for the space you'll create. A Note About Your Emails Speaking of creating space for what works—I've created a way for you to do just that with my emails. You can now choose exactly which emails you'd like to receive from me each week: Monday—The weekly newsletter (this one!) Wednesday—Resource Wednesday: trusted resources to help and encourage you Friday—A quick follow-up recap of the week's resources and offers Just click the Update Your Preferences link at the bottom of any email from me—including this one—and select what works best for you right now. (Note: If you've purchased something from me in the past, you'll see a quick authentication screen pop up first to protect your privacy. It's simple, I promise! Let me know if you need any help.) One more important tip: Please add help@kit.com to your safe senders list. This helps make sure my emails land in your inbox and don't get lost in spam or—yep—the trash. (That's exactly where mine went.) Something for You It's been a while since I've shared my blog with you—and I have some posts I think could really meet you where you are right now. A new blog drops every two weeks, and these recent ones are especially close to my heart. Take a look and see which one speaks to your season: 👉 Surviving a Dark Moment: What Chronic Pain and Depression Almost Cost Me 👉 Healing From Betrayal in Marriage: What Nobody Tells You About the Dark 👉 Why Praying Harder Isn't Healing Your Betrayal Trauma 👉 Grieving and Furious: Navigating Anger After Betrayal Wherever you are today—in the dark, in the anger, in the questions—you are not alone. And you are not without hope. 🙏🏻 A Prayer for You Dear God,Thank you for the gift of technology. Even though at times Reader might feel frustrated and overwhelmed by it, prompt Reader to become the master and not the slave. Whatever season Reader finds herself in, direct her path. You've promised to walk Reader through every season with truth, grace, and your presence. How Reader needs you every day and in every season! Thank you for always being faithful, God. You promise Reader that you will answer every call. What a tremendous gift. Amen. |
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I empower faith-based women like you to recover well after discovering their husband's or significant others struggle with the dark places on the internet. Every Monday you'll receive encouragement and other carefully curated content to help you heal and find the freedom you desire.
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