You can flourish in Christ. 

Jesus said that he came to give us abundant life, which means we are not just alive in him, we are vibrant. But many of us don't feel like we are thriving at all in our faith. We feel stuck, stagnant, useless and frustrated spiritually. Could it be that we have not prioritized Jesus' words in John 15:5? "I am the vine. You are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing." 

He didn't just say we would be fruitful; he said we would be very fruitful. We flourish when we abide in Christ. Here at Abiding Ladies we will explore how we can can abide more richly and intentionally in him, doing whatever it takes to stay connected to Jesus. Engaging our hearts. Nourishing our faith. Walking it out in our every day lives. Welcome, friend. I am happy you are here!


"You are not to present anything that has a defect, because it will not be accepted on your behalf."

Leviticus 22:20 

This isn't the kind of verse folks typically share on social media but sometimes we don't need another verse that caters to our emotions. Sometimes we need a verse that pulls us out of the status quo and reminds us that we can live for something, rather Someone, greater than ourselves. Someone who is worthy of our worship and our very best. 

What comes to mind when you read about the unblemished offerings necessary for atonement in Leviticus? I usually jump straight to the cross and to the perfect sacrifice of Jesus Christ, the lamb of God slain to save the world from their sins. But I lose out when I move to the cross too fast, overlooking the context of the book. 

At this point in redemptive history, the Lord is about...


Hey Girl, 

I never got to respond to what you shared with me about how you still are not doing well spiritually. If I remember correctly, you've determined this by a diminished desire to spend time with God in his word even when you have the ability to do so. You don't like that you are in this place, but you do not necessarily have a desire to change. Would you summarize all of this as complacency in Christ? Or would you call it something else?

Maybe you're just tired, and need to give yourself a little grace for not having a daily quiet time. Maybe the fact that you do anything on a weekly basis is something to celebrate as you take small steps toward weaving your prayer and scripture intake into the natural rhythms of your life. 

But maybe you really are struggling and something really needs to change. If that's the case, I have a f...


Merriam-Webster defines abide as "to remain stable or fixed in a state, to continue in a place, sojourn," which explains why the Greek word used in John 15:1-17 can also be translated as "stay" or "remain." But I'll never stop using abide. 

It's an inviting word. And within the context of John 15:1-17, it's a life-giving word that signifies Jesus' desire to have a relationship with his people. It's a word that anchors us in what is most important. For Jesus said, unless we abide in him, we can do no other good thing. 

Does that remind you of another passage of Scripture?

Recall Joshua 1:8: "This book of instruction must not depart from your mouth; you are to meditate on it day and night so that you may carefully observe everything written in it. For then you will prosper and succeed in whatever you do." For then, you will be fruitful. 



"Do whatever it takes" has become my mantra these days. Do whatever it takes to abide in Jesus or, in laymen's terms, to stay connected to Jesus throughout the day. Because it's that important to our spiritual health in Christ. 

Last month, I encouraged us to treat ourselves like we are sick, doing all that we know to do to care for our impoverished souls. I think some may have misread my words. Perhaps, you can relate to this statement: "I've done whatever it takes and I still feel spiritually dry. It doesn't seem to make a difference whether I spend time with the Lord." 

Let's revisit my analogy to physical sickness. My husband and I do whatever we can to prevent sickness when we feel it coming on, but today, despite all his fierce efforts, Adam is very sick. There are some people out there who are fierce every single day in more ways th...


My husband and I call it being fierce. We exhort one another to fierceness anytime one of us feels a scratch in our throat, the heralding headache of incoming illness, or congestion accumulating in the back of our nasal passages.

It's a concise way of saying, "Do whatever it takes to rev up your immune system and annihilate every hint of sickness from your body." It's intense because it's our way, and we like it. 

Just in case you're wondering, being fierce involves taking crushed garlic like a pill with a cup of orange juice, downing a glass of Emergen-C, gulping down cayenne peppered water if we have sore throats, and drinking diluted Elderberry syrup. And bone broth. Lots of bone broth. 

What's the fuel behind my fierceness? 

I'm a huge baby when I get sick. I don't think anyone likes being sick, but I absolutely hate it. One could even...


I remember their faces as I complained about being tired as a single, working woman. It didn't matter that I wasn't used to the 9-5 life or that I was very involved in disciple-making ministry. It wasn't that they didn't believe I was tired; these mothers didn't believe it was an excuse to neglect my responsibilities.

Now that I'm a mom, I know that there will always be a good reason to not spend time with God. Our hectic schedules leave little room for what's most important. In every season, we need new strategies for fight for what matters most to us. 

The season of mothering babes is no different. 

So let me stop and make my point very plain: You can abide in Christ as a new mommy. You can sow to your relationship with God in a real and personal way as a busy mama.  And you know how you do it? One crazy day a tim...


No one told me to read my Bible, but I did. I bought them with the few dollars given to me by my grandmother. She often took us to the dollar store in those days. And because there's only so many toys I could actually want there, it was easy to add the Bible to my shopping basket. 

But why the Bible?

It's a question I've been asking myself for years. What was it about the Bible that attracted me to it? Why was I so keen on knowing God?

I could be wrong about this but I believe it had something to do with my parents divorce. I don't think it registered when they told me they were separating. I remember sitting with them at the table in our little apartment.  When I saw my dad leave with his things on a U-Haul, it began to sink in. It was like the scene on Land Before Time with the earthquakes separating fledgling dinosaurs from their parents...

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