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What if your "not enough" isn't the whole story?
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Alaska does not disappoint. We've had a stretch of uncharacteristically sunny, temperate weather this past week, and I've been collecting pictures from every stop along the way. Sometimes, when you least expect it, God pours out even more blessing. What’s Been On My Heart This week, being surrounded by all that beauty put a question in front of me I couldn't shake: what if I'm not equipped for what's ahead? Maybe you've felt that too. You approach a situation feeling less than adequate. Then someone else, a spouse or a best friend, looks at that same situation with no clear picture of the outcome, maybe even convinced it's impossible. Two sets of inadequacy, standing side by side. We were never meant to do life alone. It's only when we bring our inadequacies together that we start to see the magic happen. Through God's wisdom, he takes what we see as not enough and transforms it into completeness. What looks impossible to us is only potential to God. God told Joshua the same thing before sending him to lead an entire nation into land he'd never walked, to conquer people he'd never faced, and to take possession of ground he hadn't yet seen: "This is my command—be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." — Joshua 1:9 (NLT) Just like Joshua didn't conquer the land alone, your inadequacy combined with another's becomes enough in God's hands. Dear one, whatever gap you're standing in today, you were never meant to close it alone. Something for You A woman facing betrayal often feels the most alone in the room. If that's you right now, overwhelmed and unsure how to navigate what's happening in your marriage or your relationships, you're not crazy, and you're not the only one. Join me for a free live webinar, You're Not Crazy: Understanding What Betrayal Actually Does to a Woman, on August 3 at 10 a.m. Central time. Come meet other women walking this same road and leave with three easy wins you can use right now. Register here: https://app.paperbell.com/checkout/packages/226646 🙏🏻 A Prayer for You Dear God, throughout the last week or so, you've proved yourself faithful. Repeatedly. Maybe not in glowing lights, but in the quiet, simple ways that Reader needed. Thank you for going before and behind, Reader. Do not be silent, God. Reader desires to hear your voice more clearly. 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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