I found myself asking a lot of questions, but mostly my question was WHY? Why us? Why again? Why did she do it? Why did God let it? Why, why, why?
I had really kind of given up on ever using a gift I believed that I was given many years ago. Perhaps this story will help you see that God is not bound by tradition or denomination, but freely gives gifts and freely directs the use of those gifts for His church, the body of Christ.
I met Jimmy Locklear earlier this year during my first weeks on staff to discuss a writing project he had worked on for Wellspring Group. I remember being drawn in by his passion as he talked not only about his latest book, “Fast Repentance: Peyton Manning, Taylor Swift & Jesus”, but about his own personal relationship with Jesus. There truly was a lightness and joy to him as he described his work. I am thrilled to be able to share a bit of his writing with you today, and it is my prayer that your thinking will be challenged and your hope stirred
– Dana Smith, Women’s Equipping Coordinator
Guest Post by Jimmy Locklear
They say there are two ways to get in a pool- slowly dipping your toes into the shallow end, testing the waters and allowing your body time to adjust to its potentially icy temperatures, OR diving in with reckless abandon.
...this time last year, I was eager to dive in, longing for greater depth in community with others and with Him.
While I was once eager to be all-in ... I began to wonder if maybe I should have stayed in the shallow end a little while longer.
Ever had to do something you didn’t want to do or felt like someone…ANYONE… could do better than you?
... I found myself thinking “Oh Lord, send Aaron.” Little did I know that God was going to use this experience to bring me to a place of surrender and teach me how to echo his heart to my domain.
So we went to Disney World.
I write a garden blog, and before I left, I had all manner of friends tell me “you’re going to LOVE the landscaping!” Opportunity knocked; I thought I would take a few pictures and have myself a nice little Disney World gardens post. This is not what happened.
“Why Lord?" “What did we do to deserve this?”
“I didn’t sign up for this!”
"In the midst of my persistent, stubborn arrogance, your patient, compassionate love overwhelms me and brings me face to face with the sin in my life."
As we launch our blog and look forward to Father’s Day, I thought it appropriate to share from the heart of the Father of Wellspring Group – Larry Bolden. Larry is the father of one son and grandfather of five. The following prayer was written as part of the Battle for Your Marriage process that many of our alumni couples are going through right now. In my time with Wellspring Larry has re-parented me in so many ways, being an echo of my Abba Father’s heart and redeeming places long devastated. I was so moved by the humility of heart expressed here that I wanted to share it as an encouragement to all of you who long to love and be loved well through your beautiful brokenness.
- Dana Smith, Wellspring's Women's Coordinator
“God’s pursuing, persevering love.”
During a restful week of celebrating and reflecting on our 43rd wedding anniversary in the beautiful north Georgia mountains we sought to come up with how we’d describe our marriage in just a few words. My words were “God’s pursuing, persevering love.”Read more
I will never forget my first Battle for the Heart retreat…
The one where I was a participant, wide-eyed and in denial that I needed anything the Battle could offer. I was aware I had control issues, but I liked them; they worked well for me. I viewed surrender as failure, waving a white flag, giving up control. I remember being unruffled by the Four Realities, particularly that I have a part to play that is mine and mine alone… if I don’t find a way, no one will. Well, if you will just tell me what my part is, I’ll do it...Read more
Some days, it’s hard to breathe. It might be from the pressure of it all, or it might be from the moments that just take my breath away.
I have so many thoughts swirling in my head, I don’t know if I can make sense of them. There’s this ache in the waiting, the wondering, the longing for things to be settled. There’s the uncertainty in the timing. Then there’s the peace that we hold on to, knowing who is in control – then I can breathe again.Read more