Lately, I’ve been feeling the pang of regret. The regret stems from the fact that potentially my book had caused married hearts to wish they had something else. Despising their own marriage.
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Lately, I’ve been feeling the pang of regret. The regret stems from the fact that potentially my book had caused married hearts to wish they had something else. Despising their own marriage.
Ouch. Continue reading
The shame, guilt and horror of what I’d done were so deep that I couldn’t deal with being present in my own life. I just watched it from a distance. I wasn’t me. At times, truckloads of emotions boiled up, and I exploded in uncontrollable crying, screaming and shouting. The outbursts lasted for hours. I was an intelligent and capable young woman yet the way I was living was incongruent with what my heart knew to be true, and it caused extreme conflict within. Continue reading
This February I decided to face fear. Not the big fears: flying, spiders, death… the small fears that hold me back. Continue reading
Directions are not my forte. When the mobile GPS came in, it was a grand day in our household. I still lose my way and take wrong turns, but I’m quick to see my flashing blue dot leave the blue line and can begin charting my course back straight away. Continue reading
As I pushed my girls on the swings at the park recently, I overheard a conversation between two parents discussing the latest indoor play centre. They were planning to take their kids. It would be so much fun. Expensive but fun. I was struck by the irony of taking the kids to the park but becoming too busy planning more adventures to stop and play. Continue reading
We’ve all done it, invested our heart and soul into an endeavour then sat back and wondered: was that a waste?
It was in one of our pre-marriage counselling sessions, that my hubby and I first heard about the principle of creating margin for more.
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While many defining moments in God begin with the cliche, ‘I can’t remember who was speaking, where we were, or what the message was about,’ the following recollection is NOT one of those times.
I picked my girls up from kids church recently and was greeted by the kids leader: “your girls really love to wrestle hey?!” Continue reading
Mum taught me a lot of good lessons in life and in particular skills for getting along with people. In year 3 encountered my first bully. Continue reading