[It is 11:55... barely any time left in Wednesday. I wasn't sure I would write today. Still wasn't sure as I hit publish on this post. It is long... very long compared to many of my posts. It is hard some days to put into written form what God reveals in a real life Wednesdays … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: for what the law was powerless to do…
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Wednesdays with Jillene: you didn’t tell me I couldn’t
Aargh. Did you read the title? Some days the grand total of my response is: I can’t even… and let me tell you, hearing that phrase makes me feel like I can’t even… Child: “You didn’t tell me I couldn’t.” Me: ... Child: (looking triumphant) Me: "What about the word shouldn’t, I’m sure I've said … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: you didn’t tell me I couldn’t
Wednesdays with Jillene: living intentionally
"Boom! I just have to sit down for a minute. That was heavy." And I sat right down. Seriously, the moment deserved nothing less from me. Sometimes you have to stop and sit with the weight of a statement. Those times when God's truth and presence is so heavy you need to sit with it … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: living intentionally
Wednesdays with Jillene: “that’s where home will be…”
"We're going home." Seems pretty straight forward, yes? Doesn't always seem that way though. Over the past week For a few months now I've had to pause and intentionally use the word home and conversely stop and refrain from using it as well. I guess preparing for and then living through a big move will do … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: “that’s where home will be…”
Wednesdays with Jillene: searching for signal
So it is proudly said that West Virginia is "almost heaven" and I'm seeing their point: the views are spectacular, the people friendly...For real, the mountain beauty is a sight to behold. I wish I'd been using my camera instead of just my cell phone. *Shocker alert* I have't had my real camera out yet. … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: searching for signal
Wednesdays with Jillene: the point of no return
I was watching some kids on the challenge course yesterday when I heard the phrase that's been echoing through my thoughts for the last few days: "Point of no return." point of no return noun 1. a point at which an irreversible commitment must be made to an action, progression, etc 2. a point in … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: the point of no return
Wednesdays with Jillene: living in freedom
For the last 15 years I've been able to say, "I live in Freedom." I'm pretty sure I snicker each time too. It's fun to live in a township named "Freedom" for a couple reasons. 1- Sometimes I say it imagining that municipality borders mean nothing to me. 2- The Camp Vick mailing address is in … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: living in freedom
Wednesdays with Jillene: more than a first impression
"You never get a second chance to make a first impression." I can't remember when I first began caring about making first impressions. At what point in a person's life do we make that extra effort to present our best self in an initial meeting? I watch my girls at the playground. They run right … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: more than a first impression
Wednesdays with Jillene: when you can’t see the why
"But... why?" Oh, how many, many, many, many times in life do we ask, "Why?" It think it is intrinsic to who we are as human beings to want to know why. Did you ever notice, that for all the times we seek the answer to that ever present questions, there are way too many times the … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: when you can’t see the why
Wednesdays with Jillene: not the time to talk
This is no shocker to those who know me: I talk... a lot. What do you imagine it would be like to be there when I encounter one of those rare moments when I'm speechless? I guess you could be relieved that I finally stopped gabbing. Would you be perplexed to see this side of me you'd never … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: not the time to talk
Thin Moments 