I’ve had a lot on my heart and my mind for the past few days – the Holy Spirit is stirring and I’m trying to stay on my toes, ready to learn what He wants to teach me. Here’s a little snippit of what I’ve been learning: In reference to the new life that we
Author: Emily P. Blackwell
Wife, mama, writer, reader, dreamer, creative.
To be Fifteen-ish Again
Me with my buds – at fifteen-ish. I went to see New Moon this afternoon. By myself. After rewatching the first one, Josh decided that he definitely did not need to see the second one in theatres. So off I went by myself (he, being the grand husband and daddy that he is, hung out
Dreaming Big
I step out into the thick Louisiana air and just stop to breathe it in. I glance around at the familiar surroundings – the old tree house that I’ve never set foot in because my family didn’t move here until I was in college. Looking at that tree house now, I kinda want to see
What WILL happen…
“…But it wasn’t my fault anyway, was it?” The Lion looked straight into her eyes. “Oh Aslan,” said Lucy. “You don’t mean it was? How could I – I couldn’t have left the others to come up to you alone, how could I? Don’t look at me like that… oh well, I suppose I could.
…To Bind Up the Brokenhearted
Job 6:11 – What strength do I have that I should still have hope? I unlock the door to my empty house and drop my bags – purse, laptop, lunchbox – in their proper spots after yet another long, unfulfilling day of work. I walk into the kitchen to begin another evening of mindless, draining
The Thing
I love the part where I get to love Jesus and we hold hands and skip together down a very sunny road lined with the most beautiful wildflowers ever. Then we stop skipping and He asks me to do something gut-wrenching. He promises that after I have done the gut-wrenching thing, we will resume our
To Be a Woman
In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song; this Cornerstone, this solid Ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace, when fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My Comforter, my All in All,here in the love of Christ I
Rescued from Selfishness
So, I started this other blog about a year ago but sort of stopped writing on it. It was more of a “Thoughts by Emily” blog…not so much about Josh and Adelle. It was also semi-anonymous and a little more raw than this one is. I have decided, however, to merge the two. Every Sunday