Posts Tagged ‘writer’

The Nest; A Memoir & Reflection

A memoir of my December 30, 2017, when I moved from The Nest to Chicago, and a reflection on what Twenty-Eighteen has held. If you were part of my life in Winona Lake, this post was written from the overflow of my heart to you:  What can a year hold? Twenty-Eighteen held more than I…

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Advent Musings pt 1

“You are closer than the mention of Your name.” – November mantra The mantra Jesus gave me for the month of November has been preparing my heart to usher in Advent. In our humanity, nearness and intimacy are how we experience truth most fully. Jesus became human to help our humanness know God. From the…

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Our New Song

On Sunday evening, Adam turned on “Better Together” by Jack Johnson, which was our song in college days, since we started dating again, and was our first dance at our wedding. As I heard the first notes start to play, I smirked knowingly. “Oh hey,” I called from the kitchen, where I stood making snacks…

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Heart at Home

The heart of God loves the daily rhythms He has created. Fullness has been placed in front of us in the holiness of the ordinary; the sacred space of morning coffee, the honor of a work day well done, the peace and fellowship of a dinner with strangers or the closest of friends. When we…

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Home

All the cliches of the first week of marriage are true: We woke up Monday morning, stunned at how our love seemed to have grown overnight. Having the pressure of the wedding over and our vows made, we felt a huge weight off our shoulders and a deep peace that passes understanding rooted in our…

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Hi, My Name is Sara

A couple weeks ago I was feeling really anxious. As always, Adam was listening patiently to my worries and scurries. In a fit of exasperation with myself I exclaimed, “I hope this anxiety is ok with you. It’s not gonna go away when we get married. I’m just an anxious person.” (So annoying, I know.…

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Nothing Can Separate

I long to be more firmly rooted in the Love of Christ in a way that changes me. In my first moments every day, before I really know I’m awake, I long to be soaked in Love. I long for my first thoughts to be that I dwell in unspeakable Love. I pray that Psalm…

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I’m Sara, and I’m a Fearaholic

I’m Sara and I’m a fearaholic. I’m Sara and I’m a fearaholic. I’m addicted to fear. I’m a chronic overthinker which only makes matters worse. My fear consumes me. It causes me to be self-centered and mean. I know Christians aren’t supposed to fear because “perfect love drives out fear” yada yada but realistically speaking…

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Talitha Cumi, “Little Girl, Arise”

– – – – – – – “Then He took the child by the hand, and said to her, “Talitha, cumi,” which is translated, “Little girl, I say to you, arise” (Mark 5:41, NKJV). His words felt far off. I could hear His tender, insistent whisper but I scarce believed it was real. I had accepted my fate.…

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