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Hi, I’m Carey -- a speaker, author, and life coach honest about my life and faith, stumbles, fumbles, and all.

My ministry focuses on helping women untangle their self-worth from the world and secure it in Jesus. And when we do, we’re free to live authentic lives… not perfect ones.

Prickly People

prickly“She shouldn’t be wearing that swimsuit. Are you kidding me?”

“Can you believe all the tattoos on her back? That’s just gross.”

“She’s so thin, but I bet she is a royal b**** (insert expletive).”

“What in the world does her boyfriend see in her? He is so out of her league!”

It was disturbing. These two high school girls giggled and snickered as others walked past them. A few looked their way as if they heard the rude comments, but most didn’t even realize the harsh words spoken over them.

And because they were in ear shot of me as I sat watching my kids in the wave pool, I had a front row seat in their courtroom.

Even more frustrating was that they were sitting with mom who willingly participated in their judgments, and often spoke up first.

~ She laughed with them.

~ Pointed fingers with them.

~ Rolled eyes with them.

~ Shook head in disgust with them.

Didn’t she know better? I wondered if she was more interested in being their friend instead of being their mom? Did it make her feel cool to be included in their conversation? Maybe she was desperate for a connecting point with her daughter, and saw an open door?

I know, I know… sometimes it’s easy to get caught up in the trash talk. But we miss a huge teachable moment when we don’t see the bigger picture.

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Whatever, God.

If we knew“Whatever, God. You asked us to do this, and now You’re not showing up.”

I’ve muttered these words more than a few times over the past 85 days. Every time we have a showing of our home, my hope rises wondering if this is the buyer.

But the response from the 34 families that have toured our home to see if it will be their next one has been – “Nice home, but will not be making an offer.”

Ugh. Whatever.

My husband and I both believe God has called us to move. But after so many let-downs, I can’t help but wonder if we really heard Him right.

Have you ever wondered the same thing in your circumstance?

Truth is, full knowledge can be much easier to navigate than blind faith.

It would be easier to trust Him if I knew for sure that our home would sell for the price we wanted in the timeframe we needed. Amen?

Don’t we all crave those kinds of divine assurances?

If we knew the end of the journey before we even started down the crooked path, trusting God would be a piece of cake.

… Oooo, cake.

But it doesn’t work that way.

It usually works this way instead…

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The illusion of perfection

Sometimes we try to be perfect to silence the not good enough messages we believe.

worthlessness, insecurity, perfectionismI tend to wear my emotions on my sleeve and this time was no different. While sitting at a dinner party, my husband revealed something about me that I had hoped would stay hidden.

It made me so angry… and everyone knew it.

The women in this group are amazing bakers and cooks. Brilliant. They enjoy the experience of crafting amazing meals. But, I do not.

As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure that gene is completely missing from my DNA.

So when they asked me to bring a dessert, I began to stress.

After lamenting over what to do, I purchased a box mix and made a cake. No way would I risk baking from scratch, and a bakery-bought dessert would be easily detected. My hope was that conversation would be so thick that no one would think to comment on the cake.

But then she asked the question…

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ONE announcement and THREE freebies…

I’m just back from a dive trip to the Cayman Islands to celebrate my parent’s 50th wedding anniversary. My sister and I left our families at home, and headed for the beach. And yes… we returned to happy kids, and husbands who are still talking to us.

Honestly, it was nice to have the four of us back together again. Scuba is a connecting point for my nuclear family, and Grand Cayman holds fond memories. Funny and embarrassing ones, too. But I’m sworn to secrecy.

I’m sun-kissed (a secret code for sunburned).

My hair bleached to a nice shade of blonde, and is in desperate need of a good conditioning.

I’m emotionally and mentally refreshed, but amazed at how exhausting vacations can be. (I guess 9 dives in 3 days can do that to a girl.)

But more than anything, I’m feeling generous. These past few days gave me time to think through the countless ways God has richly blessed my life.

And because of that, I want to bless you with THREE freebies… and share some news. So buckle up!

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