Author: Dana Smith

Resolute

The Set-Up I hate New Year’s resolutions! I think this hatred is tied to my lifelong fear of failure. It seems like there is so much pressure to make a declaration of our grand intentions for the coming year, but then how often do we really keep these resolutions? If you are like me…not very often. So it is like setting myself up for failure! For me this is because any resolutions I might make in the pressure of the season are most likely MY idea based on the shoulds and oughts that are haunting me at the time. ...

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Shifted

And I did forget things. And my teaching wasn’t perfect. But God still moved and lives were still changed. I didn’t do my job perfectly…or even as well as I would have liked…but I was at rest on my insides, connected to God and connected to community. That is huge.

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Happy Dependence Day

Every year we celebrate Independence Day, acknowledging the day we were able to stand on our own as a nation free from British rule. This year I am reminded of my own independent streak.  For better or worse, independence has been my “go to” most of my life. What I once viewed as maturity I now know is just self-protection. It has been a hard lesson that I’m sure I will continue to grapple with until Heaven. “Miss Independent” Growing up, I was always very mature for my age.  I took great pride in that fact, as though it...

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YOGA PANTS AND MAKING ROOM

I began 2018 in a plane on the way to Prague. I was on my way to help with a Battle for the Heart event in the Czech Republic. Because of the in country travel we would be doing, I was challenged to fit everything I needed into a carry on suitcase. Seriously? I had several issues with that. First, it’s cold in Prague! Cold weather clothes are bulkier and take up more space. Second, I’m a girl! My makeup, beauty products, hair dryer, etc. are important!

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While You Are In It

She had asked this question nearly every time I called to report the latest Smith family bomb and one would think that by now I would have been ready with the “right” answer. Alas, I am but a forgetful sheep. After she listened to me, cried with me and reminded me that she loved me she asked… “Have you given thanks?”

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