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May 12, 2011 in Blog Swap, Crafts, Design, Friends with 20 Comments

Meet my friend, Kyle Reed.

He is responsible for JenniClayville.com’s makeover.

Kyle ripped this out of his creative soul this week while I was in Nashville. I had to promise him a seat next to me in Heaven to get him to work on it (I’m not sure why he agreed, but don’t tell him I have no say in those decisions)… but after I had sold him my firstborn, birthright and birthmarks, he agreed to get to work.

JUST KIDDING!

He let me keep my firstborn.

Once Kyle got started, I was honestly shocked because every time I looked over my shoulder at him, a new section was done. All I can say is Kyle is worth every single penny I don’t have. In fact, I would say he’s worth every penny YOU have.

If you need some graphic design work or need helping writing code, contact Kyle. He’s fast, creative and really quite easy to work with.

Kyle’s Blog: thoughtsaboutnothing.com
Kyle’s Twitter: @kylereed

I’m hoping my makeover propels me to blog more. Maybe you can help me with that.

Dos Preguntas… that’s “Two Questions” in Spanish:
1. What would you like to see me write about?
2. When’s the last time YOU had a makeover… of any kind?

GO!

Running

October 2, 2009 in Adultery, Blog Swap, Childhood, Faith, Life Experience, Marriage, Personal Entries with 0 Comments

This is the post I guestblogged over at Lynse’s portion of internet real estate a couple of days ago.  In case you didn’t see it…

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I’ve been running…

Since I was seven years old, I’ve been running.

When my parents divorced… I ran.
When I couldn’t find my significance… I ran.
When I was building my career and life… I ran.

You see, it wasn’t just the bad things I ran from.  I had no idea how to process or deal with life in a healthy way.  I didn’t understand that running from the issue didn’t resolve or change the issue… it only “misplaced” me.  When anything ever happened to me, good OR bad, I ran.

Each time I ran, I just found myself more… lost.

This practice of running quickly trained me to stuff my feelings, hide my secrets and eventually, I was such a good runner, I ran STRAIGHT into another man’s arms.

“BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.”

“Still” scares me.
“Still” means I have to FACE my problems.
“Still” means I have to admit my mistakes.
“Still” means I don’t get to be all jacked-up and hopeless anymore.
“Still” means I NEED grace.

But you know what?…

“Still” also means I get to breathe.
“Still” gave me time to heal my hurts.
“Still” means that healing was just around the corner.
“Still” gave me a second chance.
“Still” means resolution and restoration.

“STILL” was exactly what I needed.

I stopped running and let others catch up with me.  I let others carry me (which to be completely honest was and IS very uncomfortable for me, but needed), and more importantly… when I stopped, I realized I had no reason for running.

I spent 23 years running… non-stop.  I was tired.

Aren’t YOU tired?