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<p>I know I am not always exactly where God wants me to be. I may be in a &#8220;good&#8221; place. Not doing anything necessarily wrong. But I want to be in His perfect will. His good, pleasing and perfect will. {Romans 12:2} Don&#8217;t you? You have a calling on your life. A plan custom-made for &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/29/day-29-love-is-obedient/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Jesus answered, &#8220;It is written: &#8216;Man does not live on bread alone.&#8217; Luke 4:4 The Son of God knew Scripture. Here, when tempted by the devil, he was armed with the Word. Quoting Deuteronomy 8:3, Jesus knows how to respond the the enemy&#8217;s lies. Are you under spiritual attack? Is the enemy feeding you a &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/27/day-27-love-is-armed-and-ready/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav"

<p>O LORD, what is man that you regard him, or the son of man that you think of him? Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow. Psalm 144:3-4 The past few days I have spent most of my free time in front of this computer screen. Not on blogger&#8230;but on &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/26/days-25-26-love-looks-back-at-pictures/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Do you have meals that define your childhood? There are a few special dishes that speak of mine. Certain smells that greeted me when I entered my grandmother&#8217;s house. The sound of a pressure cooker preparing seasoned green beans. The beauty of a black, cast iron skillet filled with perfectly browned cornbread. &#8216;Round Ethel&#8217;s house, &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/24/day-24-love-makes-banana-pudding-fishes-loaves

<p>Yesterday, my morning &#8220;To-Do&#8221; list read like this: * Run w/ Jody* Go to bank* Meet with Jesus That was it. And that is all I did. The boys were at school, Brent was on campus and the house was straight (enough). I poured a coffee and met with my friend. We had some catching &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/23/day-23-love-returns/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>When Brent and I married, we read through the Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. By far, one of the most helpful books for understanding how we relate to each other. If you&#8217;ve never read the book the five love languages are: 1. Words of Affirmation2. Acts of Service3. Gift Giving4. Physical Touch5. Quality TimeTen &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/22/day-twenty-two-love-is-touchy-feely/">Continue reading <span class="meta-n

<p>I have been hard on myself today. This morning, I woke up late. Loser. I am behind on my Bible reading. Loser. I haven&#8217;t read the Word to my boys in a few days. Loser.Yesterday, I served hot dogs &#8211; twice. Lunch and dinner. Yep, loser. I can be so self-righteous sometimes {ugh}. Big loser. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/21/day-21-love-gives-grace-to-losers-like-me/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span

<p>This past week was party central at the Crenshaw house! Ethan turned six-years-old last Wednesday. Two cakes and two parties later, I have a lot of stories to tell. So many sweet memories and belly laughs. Little cake crumbs in the floor and muddy shoes in my kitchen. There is something about a house full &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/20/day-20-love-throws-a-party/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></spa

<p>On the weekends, Brent and I try to take a couple of hours apart and alone. A mini getaway. All by ourselves. He sometimes sips Starbucks and reads a book that has been sitting on his nightstand all week. Or maybe he meanders around Gander Mountain for camping gear. Occasionally, he simply shuts himself in &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/18/days-18-19-love-takes-a-break/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a><

<p>When I married Brent, I hit the &#8220;In-Law&#8221; lottery. I really did. I heart all of Brent&#8217;s family. My sister-in-law, Erin, is married to Brent&#8217;s twin brother. She is amazing. I could list one hundred reasons why she is wonderful, but today I will list only one. She let&#8217;s me know when she is praying. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/17/day-17-love-sends-a-text-or-something-like-it/">Continue reading <span

<p>Across the street from me is a sweet couple who brought home a newborn baby three weeks ago. Their first child. A little girl. By looking at their house I can tell which room is the nursery. A soft light with a hint of pink. The past few mornings I have noticed the lamp on &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/16/day-sixteen-love-loses-a-little-sleep/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>A couple of years ago my grandmother stayed the weekend me. Brent was away for a conference. She does this a lot when he is gone. We are good company to eachother. This one particular visit I can&#8217;t forget. Mamaw had gone into the bathroom to bathe. She closed the door behind her. I was &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/15/day-fifteen-love-remembers/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>We have come to know and believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God and God abides in him. 1 John 4:16,17 Day 14: Love abides Happy Valentines Day! A day devoted to the art of LOVE! A day then ultimately, devoted to the &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/14/the-big-fourteen-love-abides/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I can be such a mean mommy. Yesterday, ugh. I was just mean. It was day three of Brent being out of town. I was exhausted. We had been inside too long and the kids were restless. They were rowdy and just being boys. Which rarely bothers me. Unless it is day three of no &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/13/day-thirteen-love-forgets/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Have you ever taken a Myers Briggs test? Do you know about it? Myers Briggs is a series of random questions used to determine more details about your specific personality type. Brent and I have taken it a few times with our staff team for Campus Crusade. It is helpful insight for knowing your teammates&#8217; &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/11/days-11-12-love-says-whats-on-his-mind/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;

<p>I like people. There. Isn&#8217;t that a good blog? No, really. I just like people. My daddy has never met a stranger. And I am my father&#8217;s daughter. I can strike up a conversation anywhere. Some might say it&#8217;s the Bill Rhodes in me. Maybe it&#8217;s the &#8220;down south&#8221; in me. But this morning, I&#8217;d &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/10/day-ten-love-says-hello/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr

<p>Last night, Tisha came over to help me paint our playroom. I love it when Tisha comes. Fun things always happen in my house when she does! It&#8217;s funny. I am not a very handy person. I don&#8217;t really know how to work an electric drill. I am a bit intimidated by painting jobs. And &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/09/day-nine-loves-serves-a-hundred-ways/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Last night, my party of five hopped into Brent&#8217;s car. Destination &#8211;The Honda dealership. Brent was driving, the boys were piled in the backseats and I rolled passenger style. Yesterday our van took a field trip to the service department for some routine maintenance. It was time to get it. When we arrived, the plan &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/08/day-eight-love-doesnt-get-her-feelings-hurt-ahem/">Continue reading <s

<p>I am so guilty of listening to the boys&#8230;but not hearing a word they say. Grant might be telling me about a new football play he ran at recess. Ethan might explain the new level he achieved on Mario Galaxy 3. Lukey may go on and on about his &#8220;Thomas and Percy&#8221; train track. Or &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/07/day-seven-love-hears/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Friendships can be very hard, can&#8217;t they? A few months ago, I found myself in the midst of relational hardship. It was the type of hardship that makes you feel sick at your tummy. The type of strife that captivates your thought life. I may have functioned as a mom and wife that day, but &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/06/day-six-love-moves-in/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>