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Lacey Keigley is enamored with the idea of pursuing beauty and truth in all the ordinary avenues of life. She blogs at SoEveryDay. Follow her at Twitter.

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  1. This caught me at a perfect time! This is one of the most powerful posts I have read since reading in courage. This is simply wonderful..
    Everytime i read something on here i feel so honoured because you dont know me, im on the other side of the world and yet im allowed to see a part of your heart.
    .. and it makes my heart smile, with yours 🙂
    Thank you for that.
    It brings healing.
    I’ve had many times in my life where I’ve felt weak but looking back Gods strength was covering me.
    I’ve had people in those times tell me Im doing things wrong, im not behaving correctly, or i am being too emotional, too weak.
    But you hit the nail on the head, strength is different to everyone, and only yourself and God know your true strength, because no-one else sees your heart fully, what youve been through and what youre facing now.

    It reminded me of the quote i see on fridge magnets that says..

    ‘women are like tea-bags… you never know how strong they are until you put them in hot water’

    🙂

    than you once again, God bless you x

    • Thank you for your kind words.

      I know I have often been so tempted to let my actions be what I think other people would do in the same situation.

      But that isn’t strength.

      And that isn’t trust in God either – is it?

      I love the tea-bag quote. SO true of all of us. What we are is already in there, but it is when we are tested that all the stuff – good and bad – is brought to eh surface.

      • Thats so true.

        I think many times in my life i have looked to others..and tried to imitate what i think i ‘should’ do.
        Mainly because I process verbally, it helps me to ‘talk it out’ but this also means people give their opinons, and this also means I can get more confused.
        Now ive learnt, after alot of heartache to go to God first….. and (shock!) Hes always there 😉
        I think youre right about it comes with experience…

        I’ve found comparing myself to other women is also a huge thing, i fail at doing this well – alot, but there is grace even for me..

        x

  2. Faith,Hope,Love,Grace and Mercy….ALL work together!!!
    Hallelujah!!! AMEN!!!

    No better place to be when you feel so hard pressed, then at the feet of JESUS…reaching out to HIM and saying….”Abba help me I need you”, then just climbing into HIS lap and letting HIM comfort you!!!

    Thank you for sharing. 🙂

  3. Directing us to wise choices – put it down, play another tune, step away…
    Showing us our beautiful uniqueness in how our our strengths all look different and we are still strong.

    This really is an awesome community 😀

  4. This spoke to me. I feel weak most days, some days weaker still, but I am strong in living out each day, longing to know Him, and choosing to trust Him…

  5. What in the world? Where have you been hiding, Lacey. 🙂 I love this post.your style.and your word choice. Thank you for sharing with us. I esp. love “counterfeit peace.” I am going to chew on this one all weekend…….

    be well

    • Reese, if you like this, you should really checkout her blog. Great stuff about famil life and picture of her cute kids too!!
      Lacey, thanks for sharing (followed the link from your blog). I think there is a lot in this i needed to be reminded of.

  6. LACEY! How come you didn’t tell me you were posting here!!! I gotta find you at the bottom of a page buried in a few clicks. I would have tweeted you out, girl.

    Anyways, i always love the way you write. so much. i think you are seriously talented.

    hope you are well. =)

  7. I have the privilege of seeing how strong you are first hand…and it is beautiful as are YOU!

  8. “although my strength does not look like your strength, i am in fact still strong…”

    sometimes it’s hard to see that i AM strong, when it doesn’t seem that way compared to the strength i see all around me. even though people tell me i’m strong, i don’t believe it. my day to day, moment by moment looks/feels/smells nothing like strength. and so i dismiss their words as untrue.

    i just need a different yard stick, i think. and maybe then… maybe then, i’d believe….