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#coffeewithsj Episode 2 – Stuffy Stufferson

Are you struggling to deal with your emotions? It’s easy to find an unhealthy coping mechanism instead of of dealing with our junk, but we’ll always regret it later.
 
I recently found myself using food to avoiding dealing with my junk, but the Holy Spirit stepped in through a friend and offered me grace.
What are you trying to avoid that God is trying to deal with in your heart?
 
5 Question to Ask Yourself Before Posting on Facebook

5 Question to Ask Yourself Before Posting on Facebook

How many times has your mouth gotten you into trouble? Or perhaps you’ve been deeply hurt by the words of others. I’ve been on both sides, unfortunately.

I remember when Facebook used to be fun. I could scroll through and see pictures of families I wanted to keep in touch with, connect with new online friends who shared the same interests, and enjoy kitten memes.

Now it seems my feed is full of online wars between one another versus actually dealing with the problem. We use it as a passive aggressive way of getting our point across to a specific person without saying name. We gossip. We slander. And we do it all behind a protective screen, convincing ourselves if we do it this way, it won’t really hurt anyone.
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How to Raise a Teenager

How to Raise a Teenager

I met him on February 20, 2001. It was a Tuesday. When his mom called to say she was in labor I flipped backwards in my chair and was at her house before she had the phone hung up. We still had landlines then.
I was 17 years old and didn’t know what love was. It was just a word to me at that point, not an experience. But then… then I met him, wrapped tightly in a blanket, snuggled in my arms.
I finally knew love. I knew I would love him for the rest of my life. I knew I would give my life for him if I had to. I knew he would change the world, and he was only five minutes old.

I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. 

I googled it once. “How to raise a teenager.” Turns out there isn’t a manual for it. He hadn’t lived with me since he was around seven years old. In those days there wasn’t acne, back talk, hormones, or the feet smell. Oh… the feet smell. No, in those days there were still sweet kisses, bedtime stories, and an odor-free bedroom. Have I mentioned the feet smell?
He moved in this summer. His first night asleep, I stood in the doorway of his bedroom and watched his blonde hair move back and forth on the pillows as he tried to get his six-foot, teenage frame comfortable. Tears streamed down my eyes as a million thoughts ran through my head.
How in the world am I going to do this? How can I possibly raise a teenager? What if I screw this up? What if he hates my cooking? Will he be okay? How can I be responsible for another human life when I’m still trying to keep myself alive? How in the world am I going to do this? 
I googled “How to raise a teenager” again. Nothing new had popped up since the last time.

Love is bigger. 

Bob Goff says in his book, Love Does, “You don’t need a plan; you just need to be present.” I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. But I knew love was bigger than my fears. 
The love I experienced the day he came into this world was the love that would get us through this new season of life together, no matter how hard.
I still don’t have a clue what I’m doing most days, but I’ve stopped going to Google for advice, so I guess that’s progress. I’ll probably never know what I’m doing, but what I have learned in these last several months has changed my life.
Life isn’t always about you. I realize how selfish I can be. I’m 33 years old and single, and I’ve gotten pretty set in my ways. Life isn’t just about me anymore. It’s not just about my needs. I don’t get to just go do whatever I want whenever I want anymore. My decisions affect him. I’ve learned to be more conscious about what I do and say. I have accountability around every corner. He’s like a ninja who silently sneaks up on me when I’m about to stuff my face with something inappropriate. “I thought you were eating healthier.” Most days I’m grateful for that. Most days…
There is a sock thief in my house. Seriously.. how does this happen? Laundry. All. The. Time. And I swear there’s a little green monster that lives in the dryer who seeks to steal only Caleb’s socks. Being single I enjoyed living out of my laundry basket. Why fold clothes when I’m just going to wear them again? I haven’t perfected this yet. The clothes tend to stay in the dryer for a day or two, but hey.. I’m getting there. He better hope he never needs anything ironed because we’re both in trouble.
I often question my reality. Sometimes at the end of the day, I lie in bed and think to myself, there is another human being upstairs. A living, breathing, human who I’m not supposed to let die. Did I feed him today? Check. Did I sign that paper I was supposed to sign for school? Check. Where did those stupid socks go? Yay.. we survived this day and did it with a smile. But seriously.. the socks?? Remind me to tell you about the day I drove off and left him on accident.
Love is bigger than anything. Raising a teenager is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. I feel ill-equipped for it everyday. Somedays I wonder if I’m making a difference in his life at all. 1 Peter 4:8 says, “Most important of all, continue to show deep love for each other, for love covers a multitude of sins.” The truth is, I’m going to fail daily. Probably multiple times a day. And so is he. We’re in this together and we’re still both learning how to do it as a team.
But no matter what happens in each day, love is bigger, and there’s not a day goes by I don’t say “I love you” as he kisses my cheek before bed. (Don’t tell him I told you that. He likes to pretend he’s tough.) We may want to slap each other in the midst of a struggle, but he knows he is loved, even when I’m mad. Despite all my failures in this gift of loving him through life, love covers all of those failures. 

What a beautiful gift.

I’m not his mom, nor will I ever be. He has one and she has gifted him with a new opportunity at life. I’m honored to play a part in offering that gift to him, and grateful she has trusted this 33 year-old, Smurfs t-shirt wearing, overgrown child, to provide a home for him.
Today, that sweet blue-eyed boy turns 16. And I fall in love all over again, just like the day I did when he was born. I fall in love with the man of God he is becoming. The gentle heart he wears on his sleeve when he sees others hurting. The joy he shares when others celebrate and the pain he feels when others hurt. The man who opens doors for the elderly woman at church. The man who prays for the homeless. The man who buys a kid a pair of shoes because he doesn’t want his feet to get cold.
Life changes quickly and sometimes you don’t have time to prepare for it. Some days I wake up completely unprepared to walk through life with him. Other days I rock it like a champ. I’ll never get it 100% right and I’m learning to be okay with that. Because love. Love does. 
Thank you, Caleb, for teaching me what it means to love. My life is better because you’re in it.
Now I’m going to go Google “How to raise a teenager who drives.” Wish me luck.

Living in a Season of Forgiveness

I  teach others about what forgiveness looks like. How forgiveness is different from healing from what happened to us. How forgiveness is the first step to healing.
But what happens when you look into the mirror one morning and the very thing you’ve been teaching others about stares back at you and you try to avoid eye contact with yourself at all costs?  That may or may not have happened to a friend of mine….. or me…. whatever.
The last month of my life seems to have a theme I’m slowly picking up on: forgiveness.
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The Power of a Dream

The Power of a Dream

This is a guest post by Joseph Iregbu. Joseph is a writer, purpose guy and speaker, with a huge passion for raising the next generation of leaders. His new devotional (SELAH: A 90-Day Journey of Grace and Hope) just released on Amazon and until March 8 he’s giving away 7 awesome bonuses. You will find more details at the end of the post. You can connect with him on Twitter @J_Iregbu, and his blog.
What do you do with a 7-year dream that refuses to go away? Here’s what you do:
You fold your sleeves, get stuck in and chase it with every breath in you.

Don’t Quit On Your Dream

You don’t sit back; you step out.
You don’t wait on others for inspiration; you inspire yourself.
You don’t give up; you keep at it.
You will be discouraged along the way… but that’s okay. Discouragement is not enough to keep a man or woman with a vision down.

People will call you ‘crazy’ when you’re determined to live out your dream. But that’s cool. Allow it inspire rather than discourage you.

I know of a certainty that… (read the image quote):
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I have lived through hopelessness and I have been knocked down so many times. I have been at the lowest points of life and have tasted pain, destitution and shame (read My Story of Hope).
But through these harsh experiences of life, I also learned the power to dream; to dream of a better tomorrow, to dream of inspiring a generation, to dream of telling my story to a world in desperate need of hope.

A 7-Year Dream Comes Alive

Allow me to share with you one of my many dreams – this time, a 7-year dream that became a reality a few days ago…
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SELAH is more than a book (Christian devotional) – it’s a journey of life. It’s about a daily walk with an awesome God who gives grace to the lost and hope to the hopeless.
In 2004, I began sending daily text messages to members of my cell group. We were 6. By 2011, my list had grown to over 100 daily recipients. I was inspired by the testimonies of those who shared with me how the daily word encouraged and ministered to them personally.
It’s taken 7 years but it’s finally out. A dream is finally born!

Magnificent S-E-V-E-N For You

SELAH is now available on Amazon Kindle. When you order and email your receipt to info@selahthebook.com, you will receive access to 7 awesome resources that are guaranteed to change your life.
How are you using the power of your dream to tell an awesome, God-centered story? Leave a comment below…

Lies that Make You Think You're Fat

Lies that Make You Think You're Fat

Peer pressure is at an all time high these days. Though I don’t have a study to prove it, my common sense tells me so.

photo credit: tq2cute

photo credit: tq2cute


Turn the TV on and you’ll see sex everywhere. Skinny chicks are at the forefront of every commercial. If they’re not skinny, then it’s probably a commercial telling you how to lose weight.
The world strives for perfection. We’re supposed to do the same, right?
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