Tag: sacrifice

The Only Way out Is Through

Posted on August 13, 2016 by

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Several years ago, my lovely sister Melissa (aka: Angel Princess) got a tattoo in Arabic that says, “the only way out is through.”  Most of our family’s ethnicity is rooted in the Syrian and Lebanese cultures, so I thought the tattoo was really awesome.  But…

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Finding My Identity In the Midst of Idolatry

Posted on September 7, 2015 by

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“Your pain could be God prying open your life and heart to remove a gift of His that you’ve been holding on to more dearly than Him.”  – Tullian Tchividjian Let go. Two words that are simple to understand and simple to write.  Two words…

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“The world has enough women who know how to do their hair.  It needs women who know how to do hard and holy things.”

– Ann Voskamp

 

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When I moved to Texas, I was scared that I’d be isolated, landlocked, and culture shocked. . I thought I’d have to figure out my own way and fight hard to make new friendships. . But God is so faithful... and I am learning that he really is a good Father who loves to give good gifts to his kids. He wants to provide for my needs, he knows the desires of my heart, he understands the struggles I face, and he’s invested in every single detail of my day-to-day. . Today I spent this rainy Austin morning eating breakfast tacos and drinking coffee with a sweet new friend who really loves Jesus, hiking barefoot through the woods, and spontaneous adventuring. . It’s during mornings like these when I am reminded of how well I am known, cared for, and loved by a kind and gracious God who sees me and is sovereign over every circumstance. . Cheers to new cities, new friends, and new seasons - and breakfast tacos.
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