I hope you are having one of my favorite moments right now. You know, the  moments where you sit still for five minutes (just pretend it's five minutes)  to take a break, fill your bucket, and breathe?

If this is one of those moments, thank you for letting me be a part of your stillness.  I wish we were sitting still on my front porch drinking homemade lemonade, and talking...

Since you have arrived at this page then perhaps you would like to know a little more about me.

One day I decided to begin a blog.  It was something I had never done. I sat patiently waiting two months for inspiration to come to my heart.  I did not want the blog to be about me.  There is nothing amazing about my life. It is filled with laundry, and dishes in the sink, and following behind the busyness  ––hanging the backpacks in the kitchen, putting the shoes in the closet, starting the dinner.  You know.  You know.

In the quiet moments it became clear...my heart wanted to write about Him.  The One who brings the miracles in the ordinary moments.  The tender behind the mercy.  The unconditional behind the love.  The height, breadth, and depth behind the understanding.  I wanted to write as witness of the hand of the Lord each day in my life.  The strength beyond my own.

In the inmost part of my heart I hope this community has become that.  So, I place that heartfelt desire into the hands of the Lord and simply pray that I might be the writing instrument that will allow His words to fill these site.

Are you are in the middle moments of a long or difficult journey? Are you tired and in need of a rest? Do you just want to laugh a little and cry a little? Do you yearn for something more? Are you in deep trouble and looking for courage? Is your heart weary or despairing and looking for strength to go on? Then you have come to the right place.

Hopefully this simple site is just what you need.  Within the words we will find courage and strength and joy.

Both of us.

Through Him.

 

@emilybellefreeman

 
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