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How We Spend Our Waiting Season Matters

October 9, 2023 by Abby McDonald

When my kids were younger, I never told them we were visiting their grandparents until the day we were leaving. Or perhaps the night before. Telling them sooner meant hearing them ask me about it every hour. Even when I tried to explain weeks to them, they couldn’t understand it. Although my kids have a better concept of time now, it still can move at a snail’s pace for them. Especially for my six-year-old daughter. So on trips where we get the periodic, “How much longer?” Chris and I have Continue Reading

3 Truths to Remember When the Wait Makes You Worry

July 13, 2022 by Abby McDonald

Most of us are living in a gap. Whether we realize it or not, we’re in-between mountaintops and answers. And often, the wait makes us worry. Whether we’re waiting for a response to prayer, a breakthrough, or a victory, we struggle to keep our peace of mind during the in-between. Sometimes we wait in silence, and the silence can make us crazy. We spin our wheels. We try to predict what will or won’t happen. As if we can protect ourselves with a thick shell of scenarios, we prepare for the Continue Reading

Hi! I'm Abby and I'm so glad you're here. I am a wife and a mom of two very energetic boys and one sweet baby girl. When I'm not chasing them around I love to write about my love for a God who relentlessly pursued me, even during my darkest times. READ MORE...

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“Go back to your why.” A dear friend said thi “Go back to your why.”

A dear friend said this to me earlier this week and I knew she spoke wisdom. For months, I’d felt like the creative joy and energy had been sucked right out of me. As much as I tell coaching clients to find their why remember it, I too am prone to forget. 

Much of the time, this happens when I get stuck in the land of “have to.” Perhaps you’ve been there too. We think things like:

👉🏼 I have do _______ to attract the eyes of a publisher.
👉🏼 I have to keep up with the ever changing algorithms on social media.
👉🏼I have to write on this topic, even though it’s not what I’m passionate about.
👉🏼 I have to do ________because all these other authors are doing it.

There is nothing that will suck the joy out of the creative spirit like this mindset. Lord knows, I’ve been there. I’ve gotten sucked into the all consuming drive to keep up and produce.

And I’m tired. So this Advent, I’m taking time remember my why. I’m remembering what brings me joy and why I love writing. As I seek God’s leading in this time of reflection, I’m so glad it’s His joy that is my strength.

#creativemindset #writingcoach #writinglife
Years ago, God spoke to my heart through desperate Years ago, God spoke to my heart through desperate attempts to start a fire in our wood stove. The fire was practically non-existent. And at the time, my spiritual life felt pretty stagnant as well. 

As any seasoned camper may know, fires need three basic components: heat, fuel, and oxygen. I had given my fire plenty of heat and fuel, but I’d neglected oxygen almost altogether. Instead of giving my flame room to breathe by spreading the wood in a triangular shape, I’d smothered it.

Fires need room to breathe. And much like the flame I’d suffocated with its own fuel, I often adapt the same pattern in my spiritual life.

I know my heat comes from the Holy Spirit living inside me, so I feed the flame with his Word and plenty of good reading material, podcasts and worship. I gather with other believers, lead and serve.

But often, I don’t allow space to breathe. To digest what he’s teaching me. To sit in his presence and be still with no agenda, no checklist or index of requests.

While we fixate on the lines of our life story, God often speaks in the margins.

In the spaces in-between the carpools, the play dates and the prayer meetings. In the moments where we slow down, we sit and we wait.

“Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
Psalm 46:10 NIV

So instead of piling more stuff onto my never-ending to-do list, I’m carving out time to listen. I’m creating a space to not simply read the Word, but hear from the Word.

Many times, we throw too many scraps on our spiritual fire, suffocating it so it has no room to breathe. I am guilty. I’ve placed a list of chores on the altar of life, forgetting what God wants most is my heart.

But thanks be to God, his mercies are new every morning. Today a new day. Fan the flame.

#fantheflame #advent #dailydevotional
Something it took me a long time to learn as a mom Something it took me a long time to learn as a mom: Your kids just want you. They want your time and attention, and most of the time couldn’t care less about perfectly curated, Pinterest worthy treats, parties and gatherings. 

I used to stress myself out about these details. I would spend hours scouring Etsy for party decorations and days cutting out banners. Not because I enjoyed it, but because I felt like this is what a good mom did. Over time, I realized what my kids wanted was really quite simple. They wanted to roll out cookie dough with me and to have conversations. They wanted me to let them have their friends over even when the house wasn’t perfect.

When I embraced this shift, I felt free to be the mom God created me to be. Because if we can’t enjoy the small moments, we miss out on what truly matters most. 

#chasewhatmatters #mothersofdaughters #momssupportingmoms #encouragingmoms #surprisedbymotherhood
There are a lot of things we can’t control durin There are a lot of things we can’t control during this season. And if we focus on these uncertainties, they can steal our peace faster than we can say, “Merry Christmas.” 🎄 

We can’t control:

👉🏼 Other people’s opinions
👉🏼 How someone will react 
👉🏼 Other people’s choices

But we can control what we do with one major gift: our time. We can spend it focusing on our people. We can immerse our minds and bodies in environments that give us peace. 

We can control:

👉🏼 The boundaries we place on our time
👉🏼 What we choose to focus on
👉🏼 How we respond to others 

Most of all, we can focus on the greatest gift of this season: Emmanuel, God with us. ✨ Thank God for His promise to renew us, day by day. 

#holidayseason #advent #christmastime #faithwriters
2023 was a year of new beginnings. A new career ve 2023 was a year of new beginnings. A new career venture. A new book idea. A decision to let go of things that no longer fit.

But it was also a year of loss and disappointment. It was a year I asked hard questions I still don’t know the answers to, and grieved for things that are hard to articulate with words. I’m learning that joy doesn’t dissipate the grief and our tears don’t have to be defined. They heal us in their own mysterious way, and holding them back only prolongs the process toward restoration.

As I wait in this in-between season of Advent, I anticipate the new, but I also reflect on the old. I don’t want to miss the beautiful truths God taught us, and continues to reveal. In both the present day to day journey and the future, this is my prayer for each of us:

“Now may the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everything good for doing his will, and may he work in us what is pleasing to him, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.”

‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭13:20-21‬ ‭NIV‬‬

#christmastime #advent #prayerlife
At this time of year, I often feel like I have to At this time of year, I often feel like I have to create my own magic. The expectations of kids, family and others can send me into high stress mode, and before I know it I’ve forgotten the greatest gift of this season.

Last week I sat in church listening to Christmas carols and wondered if there was a way to love others well but not drown in the weight of expectations. If we could somehow balance the desire to give and serve without sacrificing the wonder of the season.

One of the things I love about the Christmas story is how God used the most ordinary surroundings and circumstances to display the miraculous.

He took a barn and a feeding trough, and made it a dwelling place for the King of Kings. He took the one of the lowest social classes, the shepherds, and made them first to not only hear the good news, but to share it.

God did the preparation and the planning. Everything occurred exactly as it was foretold.

“When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.””
Luke 2:15 NIV

Friend, I don’t know what kind of expectations or stress you’re encountering this season. Whether it’s a child with an unrealistic Christmas list or a family member who triggers you like no other, I don’t want to downplay the reality you might be facing.

But I also want to remind you of this: One of the greatest ways we can we can magnify God’s presence is to be present for those we love.

To slow down enough to enjoy the moments we often rush past. To listen to their crazy stories and anecdotes, and let them know we care about the details.

We may not prepare the perfect meal or check off all the to-do items on our list, but we can savor the time we have. And when we do this, God shows up in ways we could never foresee or anticipate.

#thegreatestgift #christmasblessings #tistheseason #chasewhatmatters
Do you remember that inner kid in you? The one who Do you remember that inner kid in you? The one who embraced creativity without worrying about other’s response to it? The girl who danced without wondering if someone would post it on YouTube?

She’s still there. Ask God to help you remember her carefree spirit and wonder. He’s more than capable. The freedom of creativity is at your fingertips.

Ask. Like a little child, come to Him.

#creativespace #writingpractice #creativespirit
Several months ago, I felt like I was walking thro Several months ago, I felt like I was walking through a never-ending spiritual fog. My tried-and-true ways of connecting with God weren’t working, and my faith felt tired and routine. When I opened my Bible, I didn’t feel the same fervor I once had.

Sometimes I fall into a pattern of thinking I need to have everything completed on an invisible checklist to attain connection with God. But God wants me to enjoy Him like a kid lost in her daddy’s embrace. In Mark 10, we see people were bringing their children to Jesus for Him to put His hands on them and bless them. When His disciples rebuked the parents, Jesus admonished, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it” (Mark 10:14-15).

As I studied these verses, one word stood out to me: “receive.” Jesus reminds us that the Kingdom of God is a gift we receive, not something we strive to attain by completing items on a checklist. When we declare our faith with our mouths and accept Jesus as Lord, we are given a place in His Kingdom forever.

I’ve added this to my morning prayer: God, help me live in the joy of Your presence.

Although dry seasons still come, God used this time of my life to awaken the childlike wonder in me. He showed me how a simple, heartfelt prayer can shift my perspective, and it’s one I continue to pray today.

When was the last time you just sat and enjoyed God’s presence?

#seekhimfirst #hisgrace #proverbs31
I’ve always been drawn to lighthouses. If our fa I’ve always been drawn to lighthouses. If our family is on vacation and there’s one nearby, it’s a must visit. Several years ago, we visited the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, which was moved in 1999 due to erosion of the shoreline and shifting of the island. Even this brick structure, the tallest in the U.S., was subject to the elements.

Once moved back on solid ground, its light shined again. The foundation underneath made all the difference.

As my boys and I made our way up the 259 steps to the top of the lighthouse, I sensed God saying to me, “Come back to solid ground.”

Over the past month, I’d felt controlled by elements too. But it wasn’t the heat, wind, or waves that made me lose my footing. It was my emotions. 

Although the brick of the lighthouse was painted on the outside, inside you could see much of the original red tones. These exposed bricks had a deep, rich color to them, like blood.

The visual picture reminded me of the truth: His blood is my solid ground. My security. The truth in the midst of shaky emotions and lies.

And you know what? The same is true for you, once you are in Christ. Because of his blood, none of these core facets of our lives change:
 
1. Our identity
His grace covers us. The day we decided to become his, he placed his seal on us. (2 Corinthians 1:22) We are his daughters and we belong to him.
 
2. Our future hope
No matter what happens in the days to come, God is for us. Others may ridicule us, abandon us, or misunderstand, but he will never turn his back.
 
3. Our access to the Helper
We weren’t created to walk through this life fighting the lies of the enemy with our own power. We were sent a Helper, who equips us with truth, leads our prayers, and intercedes for us. (Romans 8:26)

Keeping our feet on solid ground is not a passive undertaking. It is a daily battle. But the battle is worth it. And as we stand there on the Word that brings life, the arrows start to fall like dead weights. The elements may thunder, but they can’t overtake us. Because we’ve turned our eyes to the power Who controls them.

#hisgrace #solidground #faithwriter
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