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Jesus stands
It’s hard to hear these words from a friend, but I want to listen. “Suzie, I just can’t call myself Christian anymore. I look around and what I see isn’t what I signed up for." I listen as she spills what led her to this place. One person says this and another says that on...
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Summer of permission: Permission to live my faith
Going to let that light shine🎶 I was on the 10th floor of the Embassy Suites when the power went out in the entire hotel. Actually, it went out over a several-block radius. All you could see through the windows were the spiraling lights of...

Summer of Permission: Permission to be brave
It almost broke my heart. When I sat down with my friend, Lynn Cowell, she shared a statistic that hit me hard. She said that a girl's confidence is at its peak by the age of 9. Nine years old. That's a baby. That's the brink of change. That's...
Giving yourself permission to be on the receiving end of kindness
I'll clean your toilets. When a friend offers to clean your toilets, or that of your loved one, that's a good friend. While I didn't take her up on that offer, I gratefully received others. If you came over from Encouragement for Today, you know...
Permission to do busy better – life changing!
Is being busy bad? It certainly gets a bum rap in our culture. There have been times when busyness wrecked me. I felt like it was bigger than me, like it was a bully. My friend, Glynnis Whitwer, was on the bad end of busy and decided there had to...
Permission to be a friend, and be loved by friends
Friendship is tricky, isn't it? This past week I received a message from one of you in this community. It read, "Suzie, I'm lonely and want friendship with other Christian women. I'm asking God to send a friend. Will you agree with me in that...
Permission to let go
I walked into a spider web the other night. A spider was attached. A big one. The web was huge and sticky, and wrapped around my face. I swiped at it and the large, hairy spider wrapped its legs around my thumb. I can only imagine his thoughts when...