I’m not a fan. It makes me nervous. The idea of it isn’t so bad, but it’s when I start trying to figure out what I’m going to say that I get a little overwhelmed–even if it’s something I know a lot about.

I talked a little at my Grandma’s church this morning about South Africa and all that jazz [geez, Grandma Fluff is getting a lot of blog time lately].

It’s reassuring to me to know that where we are weak, He is strong [yes, I think I just quoted from "Jesus Loves Me"]. But, it’s so true. In the moments we feel weakest [which seem to be a lot for me lately], are those that God can show His strength through us–whether it’s something seemingly silly like talking in front of people, or the really tough stuff, we are more than conquerors through Him. 

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