Allowed to Grieve

I’m sharing today over at my friend Jamie’s blog Brown Paper and Strings for her series entitled Out of the Dark, Into the Light.

It’s from my heart.  It took a while to write in between the memories and the tears. 

If you’ve experienced the death of a child…this is for you. 

Into the Light


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Use Your Story {Into the Word Wednesday}

I have a very special post for you today! 

Jamie from Loving When It Hurts is here to share. 

Loving When It Hurts

I couldn’t keep this held back any longer.  I know many of you that follow our Into the Word Wednesday link ups will be encouraged and changed by what she has to say.  

She is open, raw, and real. 

No more stalling!  Here she is. 


Most of you don’t know me.

You don’t know my story.

You don’t know the path I have taken, or the choices I have made, that have made me the woman that I am today.

You don’t know that I nearly destroyed my 13 year marriage because I became a person I never thought I could become.

You don’t know that I spent 7 years of my marriage trapped in an adulterous relationship with a friend’s husband, or that when my husband found out, I turned my back on my marriage and walked away.

Sometimes I like to call myself Gomer, because I can relate so well with her life. Hosea ran after her, as she went to another man’s arms, time and time again.

But in reality, my name is Jamie, and after finally hitting the proverbial “rock bottom,” I found myself broken and alone, unsure where to turn. I had long since given up hope that the God I grew up believing in heard the cry of my heart. I had prayed for 5 years that he would release my husband from the bondage of an addiction to pornography, and time and time again, my husband turned to other women. Virtual or not, he had his own share of affairs during that time. Jesus said that simply looking at a woman lustfully is committing adultery, and my husband would tell you that he couldn’t even begin to count the number of women he looked at on the internet.

When I chose to turn around and go home to my husband, severing my affair completely, I was still upset with God. Well, no, not upset. I looked at him as something fearful. I knew my sin full well, and I believed that there was no forgiveness left for me. I knew that God forgave ALL sin, if we would just ask, but I was sure that if I asked, I would be told that my sin was too great. What I had done was too bad, and that I was far beyond the reach.

I did not know that when I returned to my husband, God would begin to woo me back to him. He used music, which has always touched my soul and made me feel alive. And he used my husband, our counselor, and a new church family to draw me back to his arms.

It has only been 9 months since I found myself face down at the feet of Jesus. Letting my walls down and letting go of my fear of God’s wrath was the hardest thing I have ever done. I would never have guessed then that I would be sitting here today, sharing a small part of my story with you.

The blessings that come from a life completely surrendered to Christ are innumerable. I cannot even begin to write in one post all that God has done for me since I chose to fight for my marriage, and to accept his love and forgiveness.

I guess what I really want to say today is that whatever path you are on, whatever your story is, allow God to use it. Be honest. Be transparent. Don’t let fear or the enemy’s lies prevent you from sharing your struggles with someone else. You never know when a person might need to hear exactly what you have to say. And when you are open to what God wants to do through you, the blessing will overflow. That is a promise!

Proverbs 3:3-5

Let love and faithfulness never leave you;
bind them around your neck,
write them on the tablet of your heart.
Then you will win favor and a good name
in the sight of God and man.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.


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Becky at Tales of Beauty for Ashes

Sarah at Fontenot Four

Kelly at The Houtz House Party

Falen at Upward Not Inward

Kelly at Exceptionalistic (looks like you found me!)

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A New Kelly!

Okay, not a new me.  Just a new Kelly posting here at Exceptionalistic.

I will never forget early on when I didn’t know her too well.  I thought to myself how put together she has always been.  Always answers emails in a timely manner.  Always has an amazing post almost every day.  Always on social media promoting a blog (sometimes not even hers).

Then I saw her about me page…

What’s that?

Does that say she has four little ones under the age of four?!?

Wow!  She’s supermom!!!

And here she is….


Hi there, my name is Kelly & I blog at The Houtz House Party where I talk about my life as a wife, mama to 4 little ones under the age of 4, lots of random recipes, crafts and stories as well as my faith in Jesus journey.

I am so grateful to Kelly for letting me share with you all today!  

How do you butter your toast?  

Seems like a simple question right?  

I mean who REALLY cares? 

I happen to think you should.
Let me explain. 

Say you are making some toast for breakfast…or waffles…whatever…anything that involves preparing something in a way that can be done with care…OR not so much.  Do you just slap on the butter quickly to get it done or do you take the extra say 10 seconds it takes to carefully spread the butter over that piece of toast to make sure each bite will taste delicious?  That extra 10 seconds can REALLY mean the difference between a yummy breakfast experience or some dry toast.
I ask you…WHO likes dry toast? Maybe when you have the stomach flu…but WHO even likes it THEN?  I mean you are eating it because you have the STOMACH FLU!!!

My point behind this strange breakfast word picture is this:  

When you take that little bit of EXTRA time to do something for the people you love in your life you are showing them selflessness.  You are showing them love.  You are showing them you are putting their needs before your own.  You are dying to self in one tiny way.  

Those tiny things add up over time.  Those tiny things slowly and surely build a clear picture of your love and commitment to the people you love.    

That simple thing you do today may not seem that important but I urge you NOT to rush through it. 

It really is the simple things done each day with great love that contribute to your impact on someone’s life…be it your husband, your children or anyone else that is important to you.  

I urge you to take those extra 10 seconds.  

After all buttery toast tastes WAY better!

Where Am I Today?

I’m visiting over at Simply Helping Him!

Misty is amazing.  I’ve had the opportunity of getting to know her mostly through our weekly Into the Word Wednesday link up and her Wisdom Wednesday link up.   She’s a stay at home, homeschooling, Christian wife and mother.

Today I tackle the topic of marriage and why I think it should come first.

Come over and visit me.  After checking out my post, stick around and visit with Misty.  She’s pretty amazing!!




A Letter To My Mom.

I’m guest posting over at Auntie Em’s Guide To Life today! I’m so excited to share with her readers but I also want to share with all of you.

Hop over to Auntie Em’s and read what I’d say to my mom if I could go back in time.

I’d love to hear your comments and what your letter might say.

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