This! Anna Marie Sewell discusses faith and strength and getting on with the hard things.
The joy of the Lord is my strength. – Nehemiah 8:10
So there’s Nehemiah, ringside at the Ultimate Fighting Championships. Or is that him at the Rumble in the Jungle, as the ‘Ali, Bomaye!’ chant starts up? Is that him swaggering behind Bruce Lee? What is the appearance of this strength? What is the joy of the Lord?
I didn’t see my Mom as a joyful person. She was definitely not the one to be happy-clappy, singing out the ‘joy of the Lord,’ that is for sure. She was often grim and weary, actually, burdened by many responsibilities, beset by challenges, bowed down by grief and betrayal; her strength lay in her firm resolve.
There was a day when I accompanied her to our new home, 19.8 acres, fenced, with a yard site and barns. It would become the family home base. On that day, though, it was not yet…
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Wow! Thank you for reblogging this amazing testament!
Sometimes the hardest thing of all is making a commitment to saying that which seems most unsayable. Anna Marie Sewell’s faithful effort here is so powerful and inspiring, however heart-wrenching.
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Anna Marie frequently knocks my socks off! This one definitely wowed me.
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Thanks for nudging me to read this – many little insights that add up.
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Oh, yes. And she’s such a fine poet, too.
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