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3 Steps to Scheduling a Soul-cation

by Dawn Aldrich

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I anticipate summer all year, yearning for sunny days and warm temps when I can throw off my jacket, fling off my shoes and plant my feet on the cool green grass of my back yard, or bury them under the hot sand of the seashore. or swing them off the side of shade-covered hammock.

Summer’s when I reacquaint myself with nature, close up; when I dig in the rich soil of my vegetable garden and smell the sweet scents of the phlox growing by my back deck. It’s when my work seems more like play and the daylight hours linger long enough to make me tired. A good tired. A tired that says, “That was a good days work,” or “You played hard today.”

Summer rejuvenates and revives me and reminds me I’m part of something bigger.  Read the rest of this entry »

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But I’m not tired! or When we act like a toddler

by Dawn Aldrich

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He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul. Psalm 23:2-3 NASB

We’ve all seen it. Every toddler does it. When someone mentions the “N-word” they stomp their feet and declare, “I don’t want a nap! I’m not tired!”

And don’t you find yourself saying, “Oh, please. Would someone send me to bed for a nap? Pretty pleeeease?” Well, yes, I say that all the time…er…except when God asks me to rest. That’s when I take my toddler stance: place my hands on my hips, form the best pouty-face, stomp my feet and say, “But, God, I’m not tired!”

Can anyone else relate? Why do we do that? Read the rest of this entry »

One Passionate Prayer

by Dawn Aldrich

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“…tremendous power is released through the passionate, heartfelt prayer of a godly believer.” James 5:16 TPT

 

Hearing only chunks of their phone conversation set my adrenaline running.

“Accident. Car hydroplaned. Rolled over. Car is toast. I’m okay. Thank God for German engineering. State police.”

Instantly, I knew my son’s life had been miraculously spared and I knew who had tried to inflict the worst. My first response after, “Thank you, Jesus!” was “Call your prayer warriors. This is all-out war!”  Read the rest of this entry »

Centered

by Dawn Aldrich

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May He keep us centered and devoted to Him, following the life path He has cleared, watching the sign posts, walking at the pace and rhythms He laid down for our ancestors.

1 Kings 8:57-58 The Message

 

“What good is an island no one can find?” grumbles a pirate sailing upon the Black Pearl.

“What good is a compass that’s broken?” asks his mate. “It doesn’t point north!”

“Who’s looking for north?!” retorts Captain Jack Sparrow. Read the rest of this entry »

He’s in the waiting

by Dawn Aldrich

tantrumby Kerrie Butterfield

“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you.”

2 Peter 3:9

A few years ago I went shopping on December 22nd  to do a little last minute Christmas shopping, when I stumbled upon a sweet Mom and her very determined toddler who Papa used to talk with  me about my own heart:

I was waiting in the express line with one tiny item when I heard the screams of a visibly upset todler. He was having a massive tantrum. You could see he was deeply distressed,  sad, and his despair was overwhelming him and His Mom. This is what I overheard:

Mom: “I ‘m not buying that for you. Christmas is just 3 days away.”

Little boy: “I’s never coming!! Christmas is never going to come. It’s 700 days away!!!!” (more crying, and angry tears)

Mom: “It’s just 3 days away.”

Little boy: “It is not. It is never coming. It’s never going to happen.”

Mom: “I wouldn’t lie to you, it is really close. I promise. Three isn’t a lot. Just a little.”

Little boy: “It’s forever!!!” Read the rest of this entry »

Lessons in the Vine

by Dawn Aldrich

Grape Harvest Gouveia Vineyard, Wallingford, CT
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“Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.” John 15:4 (NIV)

In the early morning sun, grapes hung fragrant, ripe and heavy from the vine.  The vineyard buzzed with activity from both man and bee as we harvested our community’s first autumn crop. I met the challenge cheerfully, anticipating time spent outdoors tending the vines alongside my husband and neighbors.


Conversations in the field were as plentiful as the grapes. Some were boisterous and jolly, awaiting the end-of-harvest drinks shared in celebration. Others were soft spoken and patient as they taught their little ones the proper way to cut the fruit from the vine.

There was so much going on around me but the more grapes I harvested the more I found my spirit contemplating the lessons in the vine.

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Covenant: more than a pinky promise

by Dawn Aldrich

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My mother never made promises. “I can’t promise you anything because I don’t know what tomorrow might bring,” she’d say. All spoken from her shattered heart knowing full well the pain of a broken marriage. Those words haunted me, (probably still do since I’m compelled to write about them), for years. I’d even avoid childhood pinky-promises, for fear of breaking them, so upon my own engagement, I trembled.

My husband and I spoke often of covenant promises. There was more at stake than a pinky promise held. This was our future, our family, our legacy. I could not–would not–face a lifetime of uncommitted tomorrows where we left open a window of mistrust or an opportunity to slink away. We either entered our marriage covenant fully committed–promising to fight for one another and our future together no. matter. what.–or not at all.  Read the rest of this entry »

How I found Jesus while breathing

by Dawn Aldrich

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The quiet attracted me instantly. Where else, besides a library, gives an introvert permission to be silent amidst a small crowd? Yet, as attractive as the silence was, I sat cross-legged, shaking in trepidation, upon my yoga mat, fearful that I was foolishly opening my heart to some Eastern religious practice and would somehow be sucked into paganism. Read the rest of this entry »

Keep It Simple

by Dawn Aldrich

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For if you publicly declare with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will experience salvation. Romans 10:9 (The Passion)

Auntie Lou’s passionate gospel flannel graph story-telling captured my nine-year-old heart. With every new layer she added to the story of Jesus’ life, death, resurrection and ascension, my heart raced faster and faster.

She shared how Jesus sacrificed everything that I might stand blameless before God and experience everlasting life in His presence, if I simply asked Jesus into my heart. It was so simple. I didn’t question it. I simply responded, “yes” to Jesus.

Maybe that’s why Jesus liked children so much? Read the rest of this entry »

Inseparable love

by Dawn Aldrich

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After a week of spiritual awakening the enemy sought to anesthetize me. Sitting around the campfire listening to stories of God’s movement in the lives of my peers, I knew God had challenged me, too. He asked me to pick a side; His or the enemy’s.

You see, on the outside it appeared I was on God’s team, but I held secrets behind closed doors; secrets that I’d never admit to anyone except my future husband. They were free-will liberties I regularly practiced. It was those secret liberties God asked me to lay down at the cross. And, it was those very same things the enemy used to accuse me that night. Read the rest of this entry »

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