I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
Every day I will praise you
and extol your name for ever and ever.
Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts (Psalm 145:1-4).
Have a beautiful season of Thanksgiving and praise!
Leigh Ann 🙂
Today is the day! (June 10, 2019)
Smack-Dab in the Midlife Zone—Inspiration for Women in the Middle is now available!
The infamous middle years:
- Children move through school, fly the coop, and return home bringing more children
- “Natural” highlights are—in reality—gray hairs
- Clothes-shopping in Juniors brings guilt and undergarments get sturdier
- Children need us less, parents need us more
- Questions abound: Who is that woman in the mirror? What is my purpose? Where do I fit in? What now, Lord?
Over 40? No problem. With joy and transparency, Smack-Dab in the Midlife Zone uses scripture, prayer, and the power of story to show women in midlife how being smack-dab in the middle of God’s plans and purposes is the best place to be.
With the Lord’s guidance, this packed-with-transition life season can be infused with growth, discovery, and edge-of-your-seat adventure!
Special thanks to my sisters in the faith who shared their hearts and their stories for this manuscript. You bring beauty and passion to midlife!
All honor and glory to the One Who makes each breath possible. Thank you, Jesus. I love You.
And to you, my fellow midlife travelers, join me as we explore this crazy-unique life season—and as we seek God’s heart every step of the way!
Blessings and joy,
Leigh Ann 🙂
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland (Isaiah 43:19).
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set,
or who laid its cornerstone—
while the morning stars sang together
and all the angels shouted for joy?
Who shut up the sea behind doors
when it burst forth from the womb,
when I made the clouds its garment
and wrapped it in thick darkness,
when I fixed limits for it
and set its doors and bars in place,
when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther;
here is where your proud waves halt’?
Have you ever given orders to the morning,
or shown the dawn its place,
that it might take the earth by the edges
and shake the wicked out of it?
The earth takes shape like clay under a seal;
its features stand out like those of a garment.
The wicked are denied their light,
and their upraised arm is broken.
Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea
or walked in the recesses of the deep?
Have the gates of death been shown to you?
Have you seen the gates of the deepest darkness?
Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth?
Tell me, if you know all this.”
Oh Father, Your long-ago words to Job humble me today. I am in awe of Your majesty! I lift my voice in the song of David,
Praise the Lord, you his angels,
you mighty ones who do his bidding,
who obey his word.
Praise the Lord, all his heavenly hosts,
you his servants who do his will.
Praise the Lord, all his works
everywhere in his dominion.
Praise the Lord, my soul.
Have a blessed week as you consider the magnificence of our Creator God!
Leigh Ann 🙂
(Photo taken in the red rocks of Sedona, Arizona)
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of his government and peace there will be no end (Isaiah 9:6-7).
Have a blessed Holy Season as you worship the King of Kings and Lord of Lords!
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Happy Thanksgiving from Heart Undivided! Have a blessed week in worship of the One Who gives all good things.
Leigh Ann 🙂
Fun fall links:
Make a Thanksgiving tree! https://inthequiver.com/2017/11/16/diy-%C2%B7-thanksgiving-tree-free-printable-blank-leaf-template-scripture-leaves/
Unplug and Get Creative! https://inthequiver.com/2017/09/28/unplug-this-fall-and-get-creative-by-cathy-baker-%E2%80%A2-guest-post/
Thrive Through the Holidays! https://inthequiver.com/2017/11/06/fail-proof-ways-to-enjoy-the-holidays-of-our-dreams/
Have you caught it? You know, Olympic fever.
That marvelous illness that makes us want to set a timer when we run to the mailbox. Awesome. I obliterated my last time by four seconds. Bam.
I’m completely hooked. Yesterday I jumped from our front porch swing and stuck the landing.
Even my 2 ½ -year-old grandson jumps around “competing,” then stops and places his hand over his heart. I guess it’s never too early to practice your victorious national anthem stance. Continue reading
Dandelions and lightening bugs.
Swinging on the front porch until dark.
Tackling an ice cream cone before it drips over your fingers.
I. Love. Summer.
And I love the beach. Some folks dislike the combination of heat, sand, and grittiness, but I’ve always thought it a magical place.
The seaside inspires me and makes me feel more alive. Continue reading
So, I’m sitting at lunch with a group of writers at a recent conference. We chat about our food, the weather, where we’re from, and our present work-in-progress.
The nice man to my right seems genuinely interested in sharing our work and we exchange a couple of minutes of conversation. Then, as he turns to respond to someone else, my gaze drops to his name tag.
How about that. He has the same name as… Continue reading
Have you ever been so overcome in corporate worship that you wanted to jump from your seat, raise your hands and do a little twirl in the aisle?
It was only the fear of being carted off by a watchful usher that kept you in your seat.
Maybe the power of God’s Word being read aloud swept through you—challenging, probing, and magnifying every thought and intent. Continue reading
Oh, how I love this time of year! God is rousing His creation, tuning His orchestra, showcasing bits of beauty—each in their own time. The Creator of all lifts His hands and the daffodils and Bradford pears burst to life, lifting their respective yellow and white-flowered praises for anyone who has an ear to listen.
The Dogwoods are teasing, if you think that’s something, wait for me! Azaleas pause in quiet expectation. Hydrangeas and crepe myrtles strain with joy as they wait for their turns to glorify the Creator.
Oh, the loveliness! Continue reading