Ten Year Anniversary of This Blog

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Ten years ago, on August 13, 2012, I wrote the first post on this blog. It is really hard for me to realize it has been ten years. Goodness. If I wasn’t doing a little blog archiving, I wouldn’t have even known the anniversary was here.

Some of you reading this have been with me from the very beginning. Thank you. Some of you are newer followers. Thank you.

Whether you’ve been with me from the very first blog post, which by the way, those early posts are evidence of a novice blogger learning as she went, or just joining I want you to know how deeply I appreciate each of you who takes the time out of your day to open my blog and read what I believe God gives me to share.

I especially appreciate all of you who stuck with me in the early days when my blog was hacked, and later when it was shut down completely.

There is no way for me to tell you what your encouragement and sticking with me meant at a time when I wanted to just quit. If it hadn’t been for the help from an amazing Wordfence support member, the blog probably would not have ever restarted.

Because of the hack, shut down, and changing blog hosts, I’ve lost some of my early subscribers’ email addresses and names. I didn’t know enough to make a list when I first started out in all of this.

When I first started this blog, I wasn’t really sure I had anything of value to share, but I kept at it. As I kept writing, I discovered what I want to share with readers is encouragement, along with the hope that lies in a relationship with Jesus. I pray that comes through each post I write.

Along with posts of encouragement, I added gluten-free recipes, guest-written poetry, book reviews, and have hosted three guest posters once a month.

From statistics recorded after the blog came back following the shut down, as of August 10, 2022, there have been 1,376 posts, 1,836 comments, 71,390 views, and 35,169 visitors.

My numbers are insignificant compared to most blogs, but for this girl who is absolutely terrified of technology, they are a testimony of what God can do when we say yes to him.

People from all over the world have read this blog. That, my friends, is indeed humbling. What is more humbling, is to hear from readers who tell me what God led me to write arrived at just the right moment to speak into their pain. Only God can do that.

My prayer is that you have been blessed in some small way through what you read on my blog. I love it when you comment. It helps me connect with those reading what I write.

I also love it when you share what I write with others. That gives God the opportunity to bless more people through what he’s given me to write.

Thank you so very much for reading my blog. I appreciate you more than you know.

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Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think. Ephesians 3:20 NLT

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I wish you well.


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God’s Perfect Plan

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

While meditating on the Easter message of how God gave his son, Jesus, up on the cross of Calvary to save mankind from our sins, I thought about multiple things. One I’ll share here.

Sometimes we are called to surrender our loved ones to God’s plan, when that plan may not seem like the best plan to us.

Perhaps you’ve heard the phrase, “There will be hell to pay…” I never quite understood that phrase but knew it sounded dreadful, so I looked it up. It means “great trouble”. As in, Jesus’ great love for us and his obedience to the will of his Father caused great trouble, or hell to pay, when he bore God’s cup of wrath on his perfect sinless body so we, in all our sinfulness, wouldn’t have to.

In Andrew Peterson’s “The Chasing Song” one line is seared into my brain. He chased my sin to Calvary and he caught it on that hill.

Jesus paid hell to release us from Satan’s clutches.

God allowed his blessed son to endure the unimaginable. He gave Jesus up to the cross when that probably did not seem like the best plan to his disciples.

But thanks be to God for the sacrifice and resurrection! Major fist pump, here.

Often times as parents we might be hesitant to release our children to God’s perfect plan for their lives. Although we love them deeply, we need to realize God loves them more.

In thinking of Jesus, our Sacrificial Lamb who saves those covered by his blood, I thought of the Israelites in Egypt. I thought about the passover lamb whose blood spared those under it when the Death Angel passed over.

As is my way, I followed those thoughts and they led me to Jocebed, Moses’ mother. She knew God had a plan for his people, but didn’t know what that plan was.

When her son, Moses, was born I am positive it caused her great trouble to put her 3-month-old baby in a papyrus basket and place him along the reeds in the crocodile infested waters of the Nile River.

Jocebed’s love for her son left him in God’s loving hands. Not an easy task at times.

Has God called you to release someone precious to you so he can work in that person’s life to complete his perfect plan in and through them? Has God asked you to give them up to his loving heart? Is the releasing process causing you great trouble?

When asked to place our child in a papyrus basket, set it in a crocodile infested river, and leave him or her to the Father’s care, we can take heart and rest confidently in the fact God loves our children more than we ever could.

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About this time, a man and woman from the tribe of Levi got married. The woman became pregnant and gave birth to a son. She saw that he was a special baby and kept him hidden for three months. But when she could no longer hide him, she got a basket made of papyrus reeds and waterproofed it with tar and pitch. She put the baby in the basket and laid it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile River. Exodus 2:1-3 (NLT)

I wish you well.


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