Now, my whole life is great.
I can do anything good.
I love my faithful God,
I love my one-in-a-zillion Studhubs who brings me breakfast in bed,
I love my gracious and loving family,
I love my irreplaceable friends,
I love drinking my coffee through a straw and peeling the labels off of bottles,
I love road trips,
I love salt,
I love designer handbags, then giving those handbags away to unsuspecting friends,
I love the adventure of life, even when it doesn’t look like I want it to look,
I love the deep longings of my heart that refuse to be satisfied with the status quo,
I love my desire to see people set free,
I love seeing people set free,
I love that I can have peace in the middle of a storm,
I love that the glass is always half-full with a little tweak in perspective,
I love that my past has been erased by the sacrifice Jesus made,
that my future holds the impossibility of extravagant dreams,
and today is full of grace for the journey.
I love that I’ve been given another day to breathe in another breath,
which means that anything is possible.
Anything.
And I love that. (:
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What do you need to remind yourself that you love today?
xx, Christa
Christa Black reminding us of all we have to be thankful for!
Do you remember when you were in school and had a required summer reading list for the summer? Call me crazy, but I really miss it. I remember sitting under a tree barefoot scaring myself half to death over my latest Nancy Drew book. Or hiding out in my room all day, no one bothering me until…
What is Kellie Martin reading this summer? “The Help”
Me too.
When I was a kid we didn’t have an Earth Day. Although, I suppose if we had it back then, we might not need it today.
I didn’t know anything about recycling until I was in high school, and then it was just the crazy neighbors down the street who recycled soda cans to make some extra cash. In…
May this be how we all spend at least part of our day, some of the time.
Take a moment to relax…
Well, I promised mud-covered pictures….so here you go.
Nothing like a good, muddy, family photo.
Yep, that’s my mom in the hat. Classic.
xx, Sista Christa
Isn’t in crazy how much our society has changed in 200 years? For women, skinny meant you were poor, making it unattractive, and beautiful meant you had enough money to have a bit of meat on the bones. If you walk through any museum and browse the renaissance paintings, you’ll see exactly what I…
I heart Christa Black! Her blogs rock!
Self-control.
What a foreign concept for most of my life I thought if I had an impulse, a craving, a desire, or an emotion, I just had to obey it. I thought I was helpless in the grasp of these overwhelming compulsions—a slave at the mercy of wherever they chose to drag me. I believed…
Christa Black blogs are awesome!!!
Hey friends. Got a full day today and don’t have time to blog, so I thought I’d include this portion from my book.
Dr. Simone helped me realize the science BEHIND the addiction, and because my body wasn’t getting what it needed physically, it was affecting me emotionally—thus the never ending…
Interesting blog by Christa Black on the relationship between protein, carbs, and metabolism.
I stood there alone in front of the open refrigerator, shoveling handful after handful of food into my mouth, barely chewing before swallowing, only to repeat the action over and over again.
Once the ice cream was gone, I was onto the Oreos, then the leftover chicken, then finishing off the…
Excellent blog on nutrition and metabolism!
I was standing in the hall beside the stage in El Dorado, Arkansas last weekend, waiting for Smitty to finish his meet-and-greet before heading to start the show, when I heard my name called.
After spending 4 years at Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia, Arkansas (it’s a mouthful to…