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Hi. I am Sharita. And I… I am… (gulp) a talker.
Whew. It feels so good just to get that out there. It’s a truth that I have been living with my entire life—and it’s a truth I haven’t always lovingly embraced.
Talking is one of my quirks. Sometimes it makes me feel weird. Or dumb. But as I have drawn near to God on my journey with Him, He has shown me that it’s not a burden or annoyance.
It’s a gift. [Read more…]
There’s something you should know about me.
I’m kind of a nerd.
Not quite a nerd of Steve Urkel magnitude, but a little bit of a nerd nonetheless.
I love inky pens, journals, and most office supplies in general. I treat books as old friends, totally dig résumé editing, and while I despise numbers, nothing gets me more excited than formatting a color-coded spreadsheet. Oh, and I listen to army cadence while working out.
Wait. What? [Read more…]
The room was dark. All was quiet. But my mind was swirling… Various items of my “To Do” list were zipping through my head… Unpack boxes. Call the Internet company. Paint. Hang Curtains. Blog. Make the weekly menu. Update Budget.
My heart started to race and a sinking feeling of panic overtook me. There was no way sleep was coming any time soon. But then suddenly… I heard His Voice… [Read more…]
Not gonna lie… I just love it when a profound and exciting Jesus idea pops into my head.
Seriously. There are few things more motivating.
As we approach the birth of our first child, a season/event which my husband and I fondly call BabyTime, I have spent significant time thinking/praying as to what ministry will look like when our “Little Patriot” makes his/her debut into our lives.
My answer: I have no idea. [Read more…]
My feet gently hit the pavement, in rhythm with the tiny “click, clack” of puppy paws. Although my mind wonders, my eyes are focused. They scan the horizon and then dart back to the ground. Just as we round the last block, a bright glint catches in my eye… there it is… [Read more…]
It was pitch black. My flashlight beam bounced all around thanks to my shaky hand. I swallowed hard. There was no turning back. I had already accepted those fateful words:
“I dare you.”
I set out to accomplish my dare: cross a deserted country highway, in the dark, at 3am on a Sunday morning. It seemed simple enough, but to a group (gaggle? posse? flock?) of 7th grade girls, this was the dare of all dares. As I neared the middle of the road, I grew confident. “Pshaw. This is easy,” I thought to myself.
Suddenly, my friends start squawking and squealing. Headlights were coming. Sure, they were a good half-mile away, but WHO was driving on the road at 3am in the country? My heart raced. I turned and ran faster than I ever had in my life. A jumble of screaming girls piled into the tent. We peeked out the zipper flap to make sure the car passed by.
But the car turned into the driveway.
We tried to stifle our screams of terror as waited to meet the unknown stranger that would surely be our demise… [Read more…]
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