Gwennie

What to write... I think many of us when faced with the prospect of putting ourselves on a page come up empty.  I am Gwen, the wife of an amazing husband.  I have two wonderful children of my own and Andre has three beautiful girls. I am the grandmother of 7 grandkids.   I have loved God my whole life, I can't remember a time without God. He has been the air that I breathe since I can remember.  Today Andre and I are doing the one thing I never thought I would have the courage to do.  We are sailing. Living on our boat full time, while we tell the world why He is worth serving.

Victory is a daily choice.

Jesus, anchor my heart in resurrection truth. Let the power that raised You from the dead steady me, strengthen me, and lead me. Let me walk like a woman who knows the end of the story. Let me live like someone who carries heaven’s authority. Let me stand like someone who refuses to surrender ground that You already paid for.

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Easter Monday: Now What?

Yesterday we celebrated the greatest truth in human history, that Jesus Christ rose from the dead, victorious, unshaken, and utterly sovereign. But today, the morning after the morning that changed everything, we are confronted with a far more personal and searching reality:

What does the resurrection require of me now?

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The silence before the miracle.

There are no hallelujahs today. Today is Saturday. The cross has already happened. The tomb is sealed. And the miracle hasn’t arrived yet. The disciples didn’t know what was coming. They had watched Him die. They had seen the stone rolled across the entrance of the tomb. They went home in grief and confusion and a kind of terror that had no name yet.

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The Weight of Holy Week

In the garden, Jesus was not displaying strength for others to admire. He wasn’t trying to appear brave or composed. Scripture describes Him as being in anguish. It says His sweat was like drops of blood… an image that reminds us that the weight He carried was not symbolic. It was real. It pressed on His body, His emotions, His mind.

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You Are Still Here and That Matters

“I can do all this through him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13 NIV

We quote this verse a lot. We put it on coffee mugs and gym bags and motivational posters. And it IS a strength verse… but I want you to hear it differently this morning. I want you to hear it as a survival verse. A still standing verse. A how are you even here verse.

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Her Journey is Not Your Journey

We are not running the same race, ladies. We are not being shaped by the same tools or called to the same tasks or measured by the same milestones. Comparing your chapter three to someone else’s chapter ten makes no sense. Comparing your basin and towel to someone else’s mountain top experience makes no sense. God is not running a competition. He is running a kingdom. And every single role in it matters.
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Every Season Has a Purpose

Not because He wasn’t there. He was. He was in that room, in that darkness, in that devastation. He was in the building from the very start. But pain has a way of turning us around, doesn’t it? It spins us so violently that suddenly our back is to the light and all we can see is the dark. And the dark… it is so convincing when you’re standing in it.

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Jesus Knows Tired

He wept at Lazarus’s tomb. Not because He didn’t know what was coming – He absolutely knew He was about to raise His friend from the dead. He wept because the people He loved were hurting, and their pain moved Him. Grief moved Him. Loss moved Him. He didn’t stand at a clinical distance from human suffering and observe it… He stepped right into the middle of it and let it break His heart too.
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