A Blessing Like No Other

This is a guest post by Alexis Sparks who is “an imperfect person loved by a perfect God with a heart’s desire to fall more in love with God and be transformed by Him.” You can contact her on Twitter and on Facebook. If you are interested in writing a post for us, visit our Guest Post page. You can also view other guest posts by clicking here.

A Blessing Like No Other

“Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished.” (Luke 1:45)

These are Elizabeth’s words to Mary after the Immaculate Conception. When the angel Gabriel came to visit Mary and told her she was going to carry a child, she asked one question: “How can this be since I am engaged and a virgin?” The angel then explained to her that it would be done by God. And after she heard this her response was, “May it be to me as you have said.” (Verse 38). She didn’t laugh, she didn’t question, she didn’t ask about all the details, she trusted God. And Elizabeth said she was blessed because she trusted in God.

A Struggle for Women

This is a guest post by Alexis Sparks who is “an imperfect person loved by a perfect God with a heart’s desire to fall more in love with God and be transformed by Him.” You can contact her on Twitter and on Facebook. If you are interested in writing a post for us, visit our Guest Post page. You can also view other guest posts by clicking here.

Why Does it Suck to be a Woman?

This is not some catchy title, but this is something I asked my husband the other night, as I am 5 months pregnant with our fourth child at the age of 32. In my self-pity, I sat there and began thinking about how dreadful it is to be a woman and I started to answer my own question. Why is it such a struggle to be a woman?

Well because we live in a culture that idolizes beauty, perfection, sex/sex appeal. In 2011, the cosmetic industry (hair products, make-up, etc.) had revenue of 56.2 billion dollars! And at 5 months pregnant, I do not feel I fit into any of those categories. Oh the time of my youth when I never gave a second thought about firm thighs and a butt that didn’t jiggle. I never once thought those would be faint memories that I would wish could happen again, well without the vigorous working out and eating healthy. And that’s what was filling my self-pity, my definition of a “woman” in that moment was so tightly wrapped up in what the culture says is beautiful.

Top 10 Things I’ve Learned in 10 Years of Marriage

This is a guest post by Alexis Sparks who is “an imperfect person loved by a perfect God with a heart’s desire to fall more in love with God and be transformed by Him.” You can contact her on Twitter and on Facebook. If you are interested in writing a post for us, visit our Guest Post page. You can also view other guest posts by clicking here.

Top 10 Things I've Learned in 10 Years of Marriage

When I look at our wedding picture I am filled with gratitude and sadness. Sadness because our marriage almost ended 4 years in (filed for divorce and all), but gratitude because God redeemed both Justin and I, and that redemption saved our marriage. We are unfortunately one of those couples that have taken the hard way to learn some important lessons. By no means do we have it all figured out, but this is just a list of what we have learned along the way. So for any of you engaged, newly married, thinking about getting married, or those who’ve been married, I hope you all get something out of this.

Walking in Freedom

This is a guest post by Alexis Sparks who is “an imperfect person loved by a perfect God with a heart’s desire to fall more in love with God and be transformed by Him.” You can contact her on Twitter and on Facebook. If you are interested in writing a post for us, visit our Guest Post page. You can also view other guest posts by clicking here.
Is Confession Really Good For The Soul?

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As a kid I, L to the O to the V to the E to the D Dodgeball! Yes a skinny white girl loved that game. What I loved most was the thrill of pegging people with the ball and getting them out. (Now if my first statement didn’t shock you, that probably did. :) And to be honest, I wasn’t great at it and I was lucky to hit another kid once in a game. But I did find something exhilarating about knowing I took someone out. And as an adult, I struggle with having that same feeling. But I’m no longer doing it in the game of dodgeball, I’m doing it in my mind or in a discussion with friends. Hello my name is Alexis Sparks and I struggle with judging others. WHEW! Seriously though, I can’t make this blog about confession and not confess something. :)

It really is unfortunate that I do this and the sad thing is I know I’m not alone. How do I know this? Because I’ve found other friends to do this with, but this isn’t about them or my considering it a “good time” doing it with them. Instead, this is about how confession to God and to others really squelches your desire to size people up, judge others, or whatever you want to call it.

Missing The Stains

This is a guest post by Alexis Sparks who is “an imperfect person loved by a perfect God with a heart’s desire to fall more in love with God and be transformed by Him.” You can contact her on Twitter and on Facebook. If you are interested in writing a post for us, visit our Guest Post page. You can also view other guest posts by clicking here.

Missing The Stains

Today as I was cleaning my kitchen I found a stain on the floor in our pantry. And once I tackled that stain I looked up at the solid white door frame and found lots of other little stains; some I think were jelly, one maybe butter, one some orange color that wiped off easily. But the irony is that I go into our pantry no fewer than 6 times a day and somehow I had missed these stains. And when I was eye level with them they were screaming at me to be clean (also we are having some neighbors over so I really wanted to impress and make sure they knew I kept a clean house ;)).

And while I was scrubbing off the, what I think was a jelly stain it hit me, this is a metaphor for my life. I am a Christian; I go to church, I don’t cuss, I don’t take the Lord’s name in vain, I rarely tell a lie, I try to read my Bible and pray at least once a day, and so I’m going through life feeling okay about things. But I have this aching feeling, is this all there is? And that has birthed a prayer I’ve prayed for many years periodically, “Lord, I don’t want to get up to heaven and wish I would have done more, I don’t want to get up to heaven and see that I missed you calling me to do something. Do any of you ever feel that way? Are we missing something?