by Emily P Freeman | Apr 22, 2010 | faith
Worry is a thief, Fear is a liar, and Anxiety is their trembling, furrowed browed baby. They show up rude without an invite, that crying baby keeping me up all night. I’ve been coddling her too much lately. It’s time to put her down and kick that...
by Emily P Freeman | Apr 19, 2010 | Tuesdays Unwrapped
When he worries, my eyebrows furl. When he laughs, I smile. When he reminds me of the truth about trust, I believe him. When he travels, I wish I could go. When he comes home, all is right again. With our schedules as they are, we have missed each other a bit lately....
by Emily P Freeman | Apr 19, 2010 | Home, my house
Last year, we painted our kitchen cabinets black. I do not regret painting them, as I like them much better than what they were before. Still, I have been thinking about how I might like to have the top cabinets painted white while leaving the bottom ones black. But I...
by Emily P Freeman | Apr 16, 2010 | faith, motherhood
“If I pulled back the curtain to allow you to view heavenly realms, you would understand much more. However, I have designed you to walk by faith, not by sight.” -Sarah Young, Jesus Calling This morning my son woke me up with a pat on the back and a loud,...
by Emily P Freeman | Apr 14, 2010 | faith, grace
Even though my head knows the great faithfulness of God and those mercies that never come to an end, sometimes my experience lies and tells me that those mercies are all dried up. I walk around with the footprint of circumstance stamped dark across my face. I’ve...
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