Chicken Bites- Audra's pick
This recipe was introduced to us by one of our favorite families, during a small group party. It’s one that my family and even some friends request often!
2 lbs Chicken Breast
2 Fresh Jalapeños (optional)
1 Large Package Bacon
1 Block Cream Cheese
Salt and Pepper Chicken to Preference
Box of Toothpicks
Cut chicken into bite size nuggets and place in ziplock bag. Cover the chicken with Italian dressing and marinate for an hour or more.
Meanwhile, cut the entire package of bacon in half, and cut both jalapeños into small squares. Lay the strips of bacon out on a tray or on the counter.
Time to build your bites!
Place a piece of chicken on each strip of bacon, followed by a teaspoon full of cream cheese, and last, a piece of jalapeño.
Wrap the bacon around the chicken and secure each end with a toothpick.
Grill the chicken bites over an indirect flame, at a low temperature, for around an hour. The bacon should be crispy and the chicken should be cooked completely.
Serve with your favorite summer sides and enjoy! These are sure to be a hit at your next pool party!
Grilled Romaine Caesar Salad - Laura's pick
I remember the very first time we visited a particular local restaurant with some friends. They insisted that we try the Grilled Romaine Salad. Lettuce...on a grill?? How odd is that? But...oh WOW! Hands down the best salad I have had! We now have perfected this restaurant specialty at home and you can too!
All you need is romaine lettuce, olive oil, salt and pepper. Separate the romaine leaves on a sheet pan. Drizzle with olive oil and add a little salt and pepper. Place lettuce face down on the grill until it’s a little wilted. Add parmesan flakes and the dressing of your choice. We sometimes add grilled chicken too.
This is quick and easy and has become a summer favorite at our house!
Grilling in Bulk - Rebecca's pick
I don't have a particular grilling recipe that I love but I DO love it when my husband grills in bulk! He grills on the weekends and it's always enough meat, chicken, and pork to last the entire week. Lunches and dinners are a breeze! And, it helps us to stay on our eating plans (Trim Healthy Mama for me and low-carb for him). I just have to add fruits or veggies!
Grilled Peaches - Tammy's pick
Oh my goodness! If you've never eaten a grilled peach, you're in for a delightful treat!
1. After we finish grilling our meat, we half and de-pit peaches.
2. Brush with a little olive oil and place cut side down on the grill.
3. Cook each side for 3-4 minutes.
4. Place the cooked peach in a bowl.
5. Enjoy as is or top with a scoop of your favorite ice cream.
Taco Dip- Jaclyn's pick
This is my husband’s favorite taco dip (so unhealthy but oh so good). It’s not necessarily for summer but that tends to be when we make it.
2 cans of bean dip
3 medium ripe avocados
1 cup of sour cream
Half a cup of mayo
1 package taco seasoning
1 -8oz block of sharp Cheddar cheese
2 Roma tomatoes
Small can of sliced black olives
3 green onion stalks
Half of a lime
Dash of salt and pepper.
On a serving plate spread 2 cans of bean dip. Mash avocados and mix with salt and pepper and lime until smooth. Spread on top of bean dip. Mix sour cream and mayo with taco seasoning. Spread on top of avocado. Grate entire block of cheese and put on top of sour cream mixture. Dice tomatoes and put on top of cheese. Drain olives and put on top of tomatoes. Chop green onions and add on last. Serve with tortilla chips or fresh veggies. Delish!!
I am excited to have my friend Jaclyn on the blog today! She and I went to high school together but live in different states now. Thanks to social media, I read a small part of her story when she shared a post not too long ago. I knew I wanted her to guest blog for us because she has a story women can resonate with...body image. I am thankful for her transparency and I pray it can help someone today! Please know you can always email us at firstname.lastname@example.org if you need prayer!
When I was little, how much I weighed or what size pants I wore was never brought up. Who cared??
I was never called fat, always an average size. Because I started tumbling at the age of five and always stayed busy with some form of athletic sport, my bottom half was always on the larger size compared to my waist. It was in high school when I started to pay more attention to my weight and size. The models in clothing ads were much thinner than me (and of course taller, too). I was 5'1" and wore a size 6. I was no where near fat but the BMI chart said I was overweight.
After high school, I was determined to not gain the "Freshman 15." I wanted the opposite. I was going to be thin like society said I should be. Being an average size 6 was not good enough, and there the obsession began. I was obsessed with looking at myself in the mirror and judging my flaws around my waist, hips and thighs. I would turn this way and that way, suck in my stomach and would wish I was a size 0 or 2. Working out and eating low fat and fat-free was not doing the trick anymore.
There had to be something else.
That's when I started purging my food. It was wrong, but I justified it because I didn't do it all the time and not every meal. The truth of the matter was I was bulimic. I became more obsessed when I started working at a local gym part-time. I would get there an hour before the gym opened to workout and then stay after my shift to workout some more. It was working. By the end of the summer, I was a size 0/2. Just what I wanted. My friends were concerned. My family wondered. I just denied anything and said I had been working out a lot, which was true, but I kept the bulimia a secret.
When I moved to Louisville, Kentucky and my workouts became less and my eating habits were lax, I had to purge even more. It happened at every meal and then eventually became everything I ate. I would be in tears in the bathroom because it hurt to purge my food. In my apartment, I would cry while looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself I needed to stop. But I couldn't. I was gaining weight. I had to keep throwing up. I was now a size 4 and extremely unhealthy.
This went on for over 6 years. It wasn't until I met the man who is now my husband that I revealed my secret. When we started dating, I told him who I really was. I was bulimic. He was a smoker so we made a pact to face the things that were taking over our lives head on. I needed more than just his help to get me out of the pit. I needed prayers and God's help. I emailed my friend and family and confessed my secret and begged them for prayers to help me. It was a slow recovery, and I went through a lot of changes. I gained more weight, and my metabolism was gone. My body was hanging onto everything in fear it was going to go without food. My teeth were ruined, my esophagus scarred and I was no longer "thin", but I was getting better. It was a very long road to recovery but I had God on my side along with friends and family who cared about me. Prayers and God's love and grace were my strength and I realized that “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength” (Philippians 4:13).
It has taken years for my metabolism to begin to fully function like it should, which in turn caused me to struggle with my weight. Now I'm finally at a place where I no longer look at the number on the scale or my pant size. It's all about how I feel. Yes, I still look in the mirror and want to lose some inches, I'm human, but my ultimate goal is to just be healthy.
Now that I have kids, especially a daughter, I hope I can instill good healthy habits in them. I want them to see me eating whole foods and exercising because I want to be healthy, not skinny. Because of society and the pressures we put on ourselves, I can only pray that my kids don't go down the road I traveled. God made us all different, yet beautiful in His eyes. We just need to see the beauty within us.
I’m Jaclyn and from a really small town called Calvert City in Kentucky. I accepted Christ and was baptized when I was eighteen, after graduating high school. I moved to Louisville when I was twenty and never left! I married my best friend in 2006 and my last name changed for the 4th and final time. We have two amazing kiddos; Jackson who is eight and Evelyn who is four. They are full of life and keep us on our toes. I am the office manager for a local eye company called VisionFirst. Life is hard and marriage is hard but I am thankful for the love and grace that God gives us.
Although yesterday was our 18 year anniversary, it all started over 20 years ago!
I can’t believe it’s been that long. Some days it seems like last year, while other days it’s like it was another lifetime ago. We were just kids, sixteen years old, sophomores in high school. I never even thought about marriage at that time. We were just dating, having fun. But over the next four years we stayed together. He convinced me to go to the same university as him. And as juniors in college, we began our lives together as husband and wife.
I remember just hours after we said I do, we were finally alone, off on our honeymoon. Driving down I-20 headed to Dallas, TX to catch a plane, Jordan looked at me and said, “This is it. No matter what happens from here on, we are together. We will not mention the D word (divorce), no matter what.” “Of course,” I agreed. That was an easy commitment. At that point, I couldn’t imagine having an argument, let alone not wanting to be married anymore.
We had a wonderful honeymoon. Life was good!
But eventually the honeymoon was over. We both went back to school. Went to work. And life set in. We had less time together. He was a 20-year-old boy. And let me tell you, if you’ve never lived with one, it can be a rude awakening. We both were selfish, and sinful. Over the next few years, there were many days and even seasons that we both wondered, “Did we make a mistake?
Don’t get me wrong, there were mostly great times! Happy days. Lots of fun. But living with a sinful person is not easy. They don’t always meet your needs or fulfill your desires. The plans you have for your life can unexpectedly get changed when someone else becomes involved. Sometimes they can’t live up to your expectations either, and, goodness, that’s frustrating!
And sinful people, sometimes sin!!!
I already had a relationship with the Lord when we married, but that didn’t make things perfect or even easy.
I did learn one very valuable piece of information years into our marriage that changed everything for me.
I realized that Jordan wouldn’t always do just what I wanted him to do. That just like me, he was a sinful person, not a perfect god. I understood that I was created to need the Lord, and no matter how hard he tried, or how much I wanted him to, Jordan couldn’t meet all my needs all of the time, and I couldn’t do that for him either.
It doesn’t seem like that big of a revelation. I probably already had that knowledge in my head. But making that shift in my heart made a world of difference. I went from getting upset with my husband to being ok with taking my expectations and unhappiness and imperfections in our marriage to God. In fact, a whole lot more changed when I talked to God about it, than when I nagged my husband about it. I started putting more effort into my relationship with God than wasting it on being mad at my husband. Sometimes I would even tell God all about how He needed to work on Jordan. The funny thing is, He usually ends up changing my heart in those situations instead.
Our marriage is not perfect. That’s not possible. But our individual relationships with Jesus, our reliance on God, and our continued pursuit to love and serve each other well has made the last 18 years ones I would never change.
I tell you this story because marriages in 2018 are under attack! I’ve seen it in the lives of friends, church members, fellow ministers, and even my own. Satan is using this God ordained union to tear The Church apart. I don’t have all the answers for your marriage, but I know Who does. I urge every one of us to seek the Lord on behalf of our own marriage and the marriages of friends, family members, church leaders, neighbors. If your marriage isn’t under attack today, praise God, and don’t take that for granted. Pray for your spouse to have victory over the attacks of the evil one. Pray the same for yourself. Beg God to fill you with His Spirit and allow you to unselfishly serve your spouse well. Put energy into and focus on building your marriage up and building the bond between God, your spouse, and yourself.
If your marriage is being attacked right now, do these same things, and ask fellow believers to join you in prayer. Take your hurts, desires, wants and needs to God. Beg Him to work in your heart and in the heart of your spouse.
Wives, don’t disrespect your husband for his lack of spiritual growth. Don’t nag him that he isn’t seeking the Lord like you are. Don’t belittle him for his lack of spiritual leadership. Take it to God. Allow God to work on his heart. Allow God to change him from the inside. (1 Peter 3:1-6) Ladies, these things are not easy! They are hard! They do not come natural! They require supernatural power!
Satan is attacking marriages in 2018, but guess what else is happening? God is restoring them! We are seeing couples who have no hope of restoration come back together. We are seeing God soften the hearts of men and women to selflessly love and forgive their spouse. Yes, it is a battle and it can be painful, hard, and scary. But God can restore, rebuild, reshape, and revive your marriage. Not only that, He can make it stronger than it’s ever been.
Isaiah 61:1-3, proclaims that Jesus can give you beauty for your ashes, joy instead of mourning, a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. He wants to use your life to bring glory to His name for the display of His splendor.
We are praying for you! We are in the trenches with many of you, helping you fight! We have seen it! We believe the Lord for it!
Audra and her husband Jordan are called to ministry and he is the senior pastor at their church. They have two beautiful children who bring them tons of joy, lots of laughs, and on occasion new grey hair. She is a former teacher who still loves to teach, enjoys cooking and baking, and has a passion to lead other women to know Jesus and live out their faith in Him.
Water Play - Audra's Favorite
Jordan and I have always enjoyed lake trips since even before we were married. Fishing, tubing, playing hard all day in the sun. Now our kids love it too! In fact, Asher's first trip to the lake took place before he was even born. This is a picture of him with a friend when they were 4 years old. He was teaching her how to fish. Whether with friends or family, we always have a great time!
Slip-N-Slide - Laura's Favorite
Oh, how we love Summer! You won’t even hear us complain about the heat...well maybe if it’s over 100 degrees! We have an amazing hill at our house that’s perfect for a slip-n-slide and it’s by far our favorite thing to do in the summer. Whether it’s just our little family of four or if it’s lots of friends, there is always so much laughter and fun as we race down the hill and end up in the mud and grass! All you need is an industrial roll of plastic from a hardware store, a water hose and we prefer Dawn dishwashing liquid. We have tried many different soap/baby oil alternatives, and nothing does the job as well! Our kids ask for plastic and soap as gifts now for their birthday or Christmas! Ha!
Amusement Parks - Rebecca's Favorite
My family loves summer! Summertime is when we thrive!! Lots of quality time and togetherness! We especially love spending long days at amusement parks. This thrill-seeking family hasn't met a roller coaster that we haven't wanted to ride again & again! Strolling through the parks, drinking endless refills, and laughing all throughout the day makes amusement park days memorable days indeed (as long as the heat is tolerable, lol)!
Mission Trips - Tammy's Favorite
For most of my life mission trip was not something I would have put at the top of my summer to do list. That was until 7 years ago. Seven years ago, my man and I took a leap of faith and traveled 18 hours south to a small town on the TX/MX border. Our lives have never been the same.
Our kiddos were 5, 8, & 10 at the time. We traveled across the Rio Grande each day to one of the most dangerous cities on the North American continent. But in this dangerous area were pockets of precious families not sure where their next meal was coming from. They were in desperate want of basic needs such as medicine, and diapers, and a kind word. Most of all, their hearts needed the good news of Jesus. Our world was rocked.
To see my children be the hands and feet of Jesus does something to a momma's heart. To see my man used in ways out of his comfort zone made me love him more. To step out of my own little, selfish world changed me. I was hooked.
This is our 7th summer we've taken a week out of our summer to be in one of our favorite places on earth, a place that stretches us and grows us and gives us a little taste of heaven. That is why Mission Trips is my Top 5 choice for summer. I challenge you to make it yours, also. God truly catches you and grows you when you take a leap of faith for Him.
Homemade Pizza and Game Night - Kaci's Favorite
I love summer. I love everything about it and I always have. However since having children I have quickly learned our summers look a lot different than they did in the past. I have 2 little boys, one who just turned 4 and the other who just learned to walk. As a new mom one thing my husband and I do is declare Fridays for family. My 4 year old now refers to them as “family fun nights.”
One of our favorite things to do as a family is just a good ole’ fashioned game night and a homemade pizza contest. It’s a great way to beat the heat but still be intentional on how we spend our time together. I'm learning, as a new mom, there are lessons to be taught in almost everything we do. Game night and pizza contests are a great way to teach our 4 year old the value of teamwork, creativity, how to follow direction and that we don’t always win, and that’s ok. Simple family games such as Hungry Hungry Hippos, Operation, Kerplunk and Chutes & Ladders are some our all-time favorites . We grab our favorite snacks (usually consisting of sugar cookies and M&M's per my 4 year old's request) and deck out our dining room table. In a world where technology and social media is constantly robbing us of our time, taking it back to simple moments is just what this momma heart needs.
Homemade pizza contests are something my husband and I have done for the past 8 years and have since turned into a family favorite. We all make a trip to the store and pick out our favorite toppings. (I lose this contest every time but will never admit it to my boys) Pillsbury makes an easy dough to roll out and bake. Grab your favorite marinara sauce, and toppings and then let your kids do the rest, even if that consists of your kitchen looking like a bomb went off when you are finished .I love watching us all make our pizza with our favorite toppings. Each is so different. While mine is loaded with veggies, my husbands with meat and my sons with cheese only, I am reminded once again of how God creates us to be different. To like different things. To be our own person.
“Family fun nights” don’t have to be expensive, they don’t have to consist of even leaving your home, it just takes a little effort to make the choice to put the phones away and to love each other. To invest in one another. I look at my “family of boys” and love watching all our different personalities come to life through old fashioned board games and simple pizza making contests. Friday nights have easily become my favorite day of the week and I think it’s safe to say they are my boys, too.
My friend Kaci, is a precious young wife and momma, as well as a fellow Texan! We grew up in the same town and went to the same school, only she’s much younger than I am. She’s a beautiful writer and does a wonderful job of sharing Jesus and encouraging others through her stories. I know you will enjoy and relate to what she’s sharing today.
Life. Life has a funny way of knocking you down only to pull you back up. It gently reminds you that while you think you are in control, you are not. That this life we live was never really ours to begin with and that just when you think you know “who you are” God knocks at the door and wants in. He wants to be in the driver’s seat and you are presented with two choices: either continue holding on to the wheel or let it go and fall into the arms of the One who loves you.
I chose to finally ‘let go of the wheel’ I tried so hard to steer for so long.
I wish I could tell you that was easy for me but it was not. I like to sugar coat it when I say I’m a bit of a control freak ,but truth is there is no going around it. The only difference is the older I get the more I realize I have zero control over anyone or anything but myself. MY MIND, MY CHOICES, MY TIME and MY THOUGHTS. I choose what goes in and what goes out. I choose how I spend my time and with whom and while I wish I could slow down time, I now realize I cannot and what we do with the time God has given us is so important. It was a harsh reality once those things set in.
I grew up in a small town. Well, not necessarily small, but a town in the middle of nowhere. We prided ourselves on “who we were” not as much as “what we did.” I learned at a young age what it felt like to have your feelings hurt and be “left out.” I learned it’s hard being a girl in a small town where everyone watches what you do and what you say. That left me little time to reflect on what God thought of me, but instead what others thought of me. I strived to make others happy. I found myself naturally being kind to what some would call the “under dog” but never really thinking about God in the process. It was just the way I was wired. I had what some would call an “easy” upbringing. I had the best childhood with 2 loving parents who are still married today. I lived on the “good side” of town and I was a leader. I cheered and danced in high school, was on all the prom and homecoming courts, voted most friendly and even class favorite a couple years in a row. To most I looked like I had it all together. And compared to some, I did. But now at almost 32 years old I look back and I was broken. I was lost. I was confused about “who I wanted to be” because I was always told “who I was in other people’s eyes.” I found my identity in these things. I prided myself on being well liked and before I knew it I was crying myself to sleep. I found myself being bullied my senior year of high school, being called names and made fun of. (But how does the popular girl get bullied? some may wonder) I’m here to tell you it happens. Looking back I wish I would have known Christ like I do now. I wish He would have been the center of my life during those tough days because if I would have known my identity rested in who I was as “His” I wouldn’t have cared so much what other seventeen year old girls had to say about me. But I didn’t. I struggled. I was broken and I was lost. How did 18 years go by so fast? How did I wake up and not have a clue what I wanted to do with my life? I knew what I was passionate about. I knew what I loved (or at least I thought I did). But truth is, I didn’t have a clue. I graduated high school and went off to TCU. You can imagine going from a small town to Fort Worth Texas. OUCH. Culture shock. Turns out there were lots of girls who were class favorite in high school. Lots of cheerleaders and girls on homecoming courts and prom courts. Lots and lots and lots of them. At eighteen years old my world started to open.
I was slowly realizing all those things I had found my identity in, all that time, all those “labels” of who I was didn’t matter anymore.
I was a small fish in a VERY big pond. I found myself lost again. I found myself holding on to a steering wheel that I thought I had control over but in reality had no idea where I was going. Who was I exactly?? Who did I want to be?? I didn’t have time for God. I didn’t make time for Him. In fact He wasn’t even on my radar. I was too busy searching for Kaci instead of falling back to the One who knew who I was all along. This was a long road, one that led to a path of self-destruction. One that took me down winding roads of trying new things and trying to find my happiness in everything but God. I looked for happiness in all the wrong places. I longed to be loved, truly loved, but was only left with a broken heart. Not knowing at this time, that in order to be fully loved I must first love God with all my heart, before I could truly love anyone else. I switched majors several times, made friends, lost friends and hurt people along the way. I was lost. I was broken and I had no idea where I was going. I KNEW I needed more. I was raised in a Christian home and in church. I knew GOD and at one time in my life was very strong in my relationship with Him, but I didn’t know how to get back there. I didn’t know what I needed to be me again. To find the person I was longing to be. I remember one specific night of laying in my bed thinking there had to be something more. Something more than “Kaci’s” plan for her life. Something real. It was in that moment I realized I had two options. Keep going, keep holding on the labels, the false idols, the things I thought made me happy, or I could let go. I could learn to trust God again. I could seek His plan for my life and not my own. I knew something had to give. I pulled out an old devotional that night and sure enough it was about loving God first before I could love myself. And before I could ever love anyone else. Slowly my heart began to change. I didn’t want to put all my effort into things that would only let me down. I didn’t want to search for answers I could never find without going to God first and I was tired of finding my identity in things of this world. I wanted to find my identity in Christ. I wanted to be who God wanted me to be no matter how big or small that was.
It wasn’t long after that my husband and I were reconnected after eight years of not seeing one another. It’s crazy looking back how God brought us back together. He was the first boy I ever had a crush on. But God knew I wasn’t ready for him. He knew I had to find myself first. I had to find who I truly was before I could ever love him the way God intended for me to love him. I had to go down that winding road, I had to get to a point in my life where I realized I couldn’t do this life without God. I’m 32 years old now, a wife and a mom of two beautiful baby boys. But most importantly I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I live my days to please Him, not others. I don’t find my identity in the things of this world. I don’t strive to meet the approval of others but I strive to please God. I make every decision, no matter how big or small, with God in my back pocket.
I love to look back at the younger me. The one who thought she could do it all on her own. That people’s opinions were more important than those of her Heavenly Father. I often think of the things I would want to tell my daughter one day if I were to ever have one. We live in a different world. We live in a world that is harsh, it’s cruel and it can knock you down time and time again. We live in a world where who we are matters to some and if we don’t live up we don’t feel good enough. We find ourselves judged and beaten and exhausted. But from what? From trying to keep up? From trying to be who we aren’t? Why? Why do we search for happiness in things that are fleeting? In reputation, money, things of this world that can never make us happy? Why do we continue to stiff arm God in hopes that “we can do it better” Why do we tend to only fall to our knees in times of need but not in times of gratitude? I don’t know. I don’t have the answers. But what I do know is the old me is gone. The tired, exhausted lost soul of a young girl who just wanted to be truly loved is gone. Once I let go of the wheel and turned my heart and life over to the only One I can rely on, my life began to change. God blessed my life in more ways than I could have imagined. I slowly found myself. While I am a work in progress, I found that my identity lies in Christ not in the things of this world. I am no longer just a girl, I am the daughter of the One True King who now lives her life trying to live out the plan He had for my life all along. I don’t feel lost anymore, but I feel found and I am forever grateful that God never gave up on me. I was always “enough” in His eyes, the only difference this time around is that now I’m sure of it.
When I realized what was happening, it caught my breath. Was my heart starting to lean toward another? I wrestled with the thought and denied it. After all, I wasn’t physically attracted to this other man…yet. But, the Spirit kept prompting me and pointing to the truth: my heartstrings were starting to connect with this other man. I was in the beginning stages of an emotional affair.
What in the world is it, and why is it important to know what it is? Because one too many of us are playing with fire and need to flee before we and others get burned.
Emotional affairs start so innocently;
- catching up with each other from the weekend or
- getting to know each other better at the office water cooler or the church coffee pot or our children's ball games
- the list goes on
But then the relationship starts to increase in frequency and intensity, and we've tumbled into the danger zone.
Tell-tale Signs We're in the Danger Zone*
1. Your thoughts stray to the other person...often.
2. The comparison game begins, "______ is wrong with my marriage." "I wish my spouse would ___________.", etc.
3. You find ways to spend more and more time together, either physically or electronically.
4. You hide the relationship from your spouse.
5. If you know you're going to see them, you spend time "prettying" yourself.
6. You contact them outside of regular times you would be together.
7. Your heart skips a beat at the thought or sight of them.
8. Intimacy decreases with your spouse as thoughts of this other person increases.
Longings unfulfilled and hopes unrealized fertilize the seeds of an emotional affair. And before we know it, we're emotionally connected with someone other than our spouse.
God forgive us.
Do we throw in the towel and declare our marriage as hopeless or beyond repair? No!
Do we sweep it under the carpet thinking we aren't hurting anyone? No!
Do we continue on believing we deserve this "innocent" flirting because our spouse isn't who we think he needs to be? No!
No matter how far we've strayed, our marriage is never beyond hope or repair because of Jesus. We girls who claim Christ as Savior have His resurrection power alive in us! We must tap into it and live victoriously.
God is very clear about His will for us physically and emotionally:
"God's will is for you to be holy,
so stay away from all sexual sin."
1 Thessalonians 4:3
It is God's will for us to be sexually pure, therefore He'll convict us and equip us to be sexually pure in our thoughts and actions. Praise God He doesn't leave us in our mess!
So how does one unravel the strands of an affair?
1. Name it
I don't know about you but I can be my own worse enemy. I can ignore the Spirit's gentle nudge, and lie to myself, "Oh, he's just a good friend." or "He's such a good listener." etc., etc., etc. But the hard, cold reality was this was a man other than my husband as to whom my affections were starting to favor. If I wanted to live with peace and joy, I needed to stop sugarcoating my emotional pull and call it what it was, sin.
"Against You, You only, I have sinned
And done what is evil in Your sight,"
2. Confess it
I had to confess the ugliness of my reality. I was becoming emotionally drawn to a man other than my husband. This broke God's heart, and therefore needed to break my heart, also. I had to confess my wayward thoughts to the Lord and ask for His forgiveness.
"Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
And cleanse me from my sin."
3. Cripple it
Once I realized what was happening, I knew I had to ask for help before it went any further. After much prayer, I talked to my man, told him what was going on, and how he could help.
If however, I wasn’t comfortable telling him, I would have found a trustworthy person to confide in and ask me questions regularly. Questions like: How’s your heart? How’s your thought life? How are you taking your thoughts captive and making them obedient to the Lord Jesus?
"Restore to me the JOY of Your salvation;
And make me willing to OBEY You."
I love the saying, “The grass is greenest where you water it.” So true! So how do I water my own grass? Next week, I’ll share a few tricks of the trade I actively use to keep my heart tethered to my Lord and to my man.
Until then, I need to ask: does any of my story or the telltale signs above raise a red flag for you? Are you caught in the web of an emotional or sexual affair? I beg you to unravel the strings that have tied your heart to someone who is not your spouse today. Get rid of the excuses. Stop feeding the lies that counter God's will for you to be sexually pure.
Unravel Your Affair:
- Name it for what it is: an affair = a sin against God and contrary to His will for your life.
- Confess it to our gracious and forgiving Lord and Savior.
- Cripple it by actively taking steps to safeguard yourself.
Today is the day of freedom, my sister! Claim it! I'm praying for you. <3
The Path to an Affair - Part 1
1. * Good Therapy
Jesus Girl. Wife. Momma. Student. Teacher. Lover of milky coffee, dark chocolate, lively laughter, deep talks, and a front row seat on the beach at sunrise.
Good morning friends! I have had the privilege to spend a few days at our church’s high school camp and middle school camp the past two weeks. I have mentioned before that I have a deep love for music, especially music that draws me into the presence of my Savior!
I want to share one that I heard at camp with you today! “Holy Ground” by Passion.
In Exodus 3:5, when Moses saw the burning bush, God told Moses to take off his sandals because he was standing on Holy Ground. Holy Ground is rendered sacred by the presence of God, who is the very essence of holiness. In Exodus 33 when Moses was pleading for God to have mercy on the Israelites, he asked God to show him His glory. His glory is so powerful that He only allowed Moses to see a passing of it!
As believers, Holy Ground is no longer a place but, it’s the Holy Spirit living in and through us. His glory is revealed in Jesus whom we have a personal relationship with and He changes everything! May we worship our Lord in reverence and in awe. Worship is shown in many different ways, not just through music. I challenge you today to find your personal way to worship our Savior!
Show us Your glory
Show us Your glory
In wonder and surrender we fall down
Show us Your glory
Show us Your glory
Let every burning heart be holy ground
Jesus, you change everything
Jesus, you change everything
Laura is a pastor's wife, mom to two crazy fun kids, part-time marketing director, loves hanging out in her community and building relationships...oh and loves to laugh!