New year, new you, new activities for your kids. Is this is the year that Sam wants to learn to play the violin? Or Suzie wants to take up dancing? Or you need to find John a new lacrosse camp? It can be tough navigating all the options for classes, programs and camps. In 2018, let other moms…
Believe it or not, this title came to me as I was trying to fall asleep last night. It stuck with me all day. Weird. Well, here we are. I still have this title gnawing at me. So bear with me as I prayerfully try to flush it out... There
was a time when I struggled with alcohol. I wasn't an alcoholic, but I was clinically diagnosed with a problem & without intervention, would have ended up as one.I remember instances where I would disguise alcohol in a hairspray bottle! I would drive to remote gas stations, buy something, slam it in my car & head to work, church, wherever. I wanted to shed the "party-girl" image & be respected as a professional woman in society, so I hid what could jeopardize that desired image. Which meant drinking in the dark. At the beginning of our marriage, I would drink so I could have a buzz before Raul got home. I drank in our home's dark places....and Raul never knew... But as I've thought about this title, I realized that what I did in the dark, I also did in the light. Every sip, every binge, every buzz...nobody knew,here. But He knew,up there. God's
light is bigger than our dark. And that is a GOOD thing. God's light in my dark places is what eventually got me OUT of my problem. Finally desperate, I took God's hand that broke my darkness & I let Him lead me into His full light. Addiction-free. Forgiven. Accepted. As I reflect, I know I am so much better standing in God's light, than sitting in my dark. I love the light & I am so grateful to be in it!