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Category Archives: God’s call

Bring Us Where You Want Us

9 months and 22 days ago, I received a text that significantly altered the trajectory of my life. My husband had been impacted by a massive corporate reorganization, commonly and politely referred to by corporate peeps as a “reorg.” He wanted me to know the WHY behind WHY he was coming home in the middle…

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  • Rosie J WilliamsNovember 10, 2017 - 6:29 pm

    Congrats to your husband for landing the job. God had your answer all along but I know the waiting and trusting must have been tough. I’m on the side of having my adult kids move across the country…one family to the east coast and one to the west coast (we live in Kansas!). After a few months of feeling like I couldn’t possibly live through it, I finally quit struggling and started focusing on God’s plan. I’m doing better and have enjoyed getting to know different parts of the country as I’ve traveled to see my loves. The concentrated times we spend with the kids and grandkids are really quite nice! I’ll be praying for your transition…God bless you Amy!ReplyCancel

When You Had Your Story All Wrong

We were sure. So sure. We were certain God was writing a tailor-made story. Each one of us had reasons – 2 1/2 months of reasons, a lifetime of reasons – as to why this made complete sense, why this particular opportunity HAD to be from God. I can tell you with certainty that in…

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  • Carol ForsbergJune 23, 2017 - 6:13 pm

    Amy, what a story you have to tell.  Most of us have a story to tell and most of us face many disappointments in this life …but we survive because God is there for us, always!ReplyCancel

  • JanaJune 21, 2017 - 9:02 pm

    Amy – Thank you for writing this & hitting “publish.” People need to hear this. Yes, I have been down a road that felt like all yeses & now feels like one gigantic heartbreaking “no” with no idea how or when or if it will change. Your piece reminds me, reminds us that there *are* certainties we can cling to, if we choose to. Hard as it is, sometimes. – grace & peaceReplyCancel

  • RaquelJune 21, 2017 - 3:33 pm

    Praying for you and your family. God has something for you. Something bigger than both you guys can dream. Our flesh is never good at waiting. Praying for peace and knowing to come over you guys and Gods timing to be soon. Hugs!ReplyCancel

My Story & The Sisterhood of Significance

I woke at 5:07 a.m. on Friday, December 16, 2016. Within a couple minutes of waking, I felt a tingle rush down my left arm. This wasn’t your average “my arm fell asleep” kind of tingle. It was different. Significant. I’d been feeling tiny pains in my heart on and off since February 2014, the night before I…

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  • Amanda McLoughlinMarch 15, 2017 - 1:56 pm

    Thank you for sharing your story.  As someone who suffers with anxiety, I know panic attacks can be extremely scary.  I’m glad you are doing better!ReplyCancel

    • AmyMarch 17, 2017 - 8:56 am

      So glad you could relate to the post, Amanda. Thank you for your well wishes. I am feeling a LOT better than I did in December. Have a fantastic weekend!ReplyCancel

  • RaquelMarch 8, 2017 - 1:20 pm

    Love the honesty and transparency you are writing about. Cannot wait to read more. Sidenote: I have a gift card to your friend’s spa that I cannot wait to use!ReplyCancel

    • AmyMarch 17, 2017 - 8:54 am

      Thank you, Raquel. Oh my goodness! You are going to love the spa!!!ReplyCancel

My Story and Why I’m Saying Goodbye to My Blog of 4 1/2 Years

The story began on Christmas 1985 when I was just nine years old. I received my first camera as a gift that year. It was film, of course. One of those old-fashioned rectangular Kodak cameras, I’m quite sure. $10? $15? $20 max? Who knows how much that camera cost. I might not have known it…

An Invitation to Sit With the King

One year ago today, I boarded a plane to Kenya, Africa. I always dreamed of serving in Africa. I always knew I’d go someday. But I never, ever dreamed it would be so soon. You see, it wasn’t my choosing as to when, how, where, or with whom I’d travel to Africa. One random weekday…