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Why We Should Boast About Our Weaknesses

My blog About A Being has always been about the intricacies of being human. It’s about the good and the bad. It’s about the trials and the triumphs of life. Today I was reminded of my humanity and of the importance of allowing myself to be weak. Weakness is a part of being human, a huge part. If it is ignored or hidden or brushed over or despised, we deny our humanity, making it harder to be human, harder to thrive, harder to cope. Acknowledging, embracing, being open about and developing mechanisms to deal with and address our weakness is a crucial part of being balanced, whole and well. Continue reading “human”

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How Gender Prediction Worked For Me

I am pregnant for the second time and both times I really wanted to know the sex. Actually both times I had an incredibly strong sense of what the sex was form day one (conception) and just wanted the confirmation asap. I enjoy coming up with names early and imagining what they would be like and starting the bonding process. It’s just difficult for me, with my writer’s imagination, not to know the gender. From day one the story of my child starts and I enjoy the process of getting familiar with that story as soon as I can. It’s just how I like things. [What about you? Tell me your reason for finding out or not finding out in the comments] Continue reading “a girl or boy”

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Suffering is a Gift. Don’t Turn it Down

For it has been granted to you on behalf of Christ not only to believe in him, but also to suffer for him, since you are going through the same struggle you saw I had, and now hear that I still have.’ Phillippians 1:27-30

 

If you know about the apostle Paul, you know that he endured tremendous suffering. Paul said in Corinthians that he faced peril every hour and death every day. Just imagine literally facing death daily. Can we imagine that, those of us who have never faced it at all? Continue reading “joyful in suffering”

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10 Reasons Why Black Panther is Actually Revolutionary

I originally tried to stay away from commenting but was provoked (kindly) to say something, so I’ve done my very best to try to find the words after days of being, for the first time in my life, literally speechless. When I say something, it’s never short. I hope I can find the right words so that you can read to the end:

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