Faith, Forgiveness, Relationships, Spiritual Life

She Loved Much!

July 29, 2015

Continuing to share BIG news with you about A Girl Like Me!! I am super excited, humbled, and a little nervous for this responsibility and PRIVILEGE to walk along side of you girls even more deeply! THANK YOU for loving us, all of the AGLM writers, so well and encouraging us to continue in ministry!!! Would love to hear from you! and again sorry about the lack of video quality and that I retreated in my bedroom to make this… you will find out why :-) – Allison

Faith, Spiritual Life

When Seasons Change

July 22, 2015

Sorry for the poor lighting friends. Feeling all the feels today.   I want to hear from you! Send me an email at agirlikemee@gmail.com

Faith, Fear, God, Identity, Spiritual Life

When I Grow Up

July 15, 2015
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When you’re little, everyone asks you what you want to be when you grow up. You say things like… A vet. A gymnast. A princess. Or whatever mommy does because she’s the coolest person ever. Now everyone knows what kind of toys to buy you for Christmas and what the theme of your birthday party will most likely be. Because that’s all that matters when you’re 5. Then you reach high school, and you’re expected to be more specific and realistic and map out life after graduation, even though that’s so. far. away. So you say things like… A journalist. A marine biologist. A chef. Or a reality tv star, because if Snooki can get rich quick that way, so can you. Now you’re going to change your mind 37 times because no one seems to understand that you can’t decide what you want to eat for lunch, much less what you want to do with the rest of your life. Then one day you wake up, and all of a sudden you’re 22 and you have no idea where your life is headed. That’s exactly where I found myself a few months ago. The day I thought would never

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Relationships

Quality vs. Quantity

July 8, 2015
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You know the phrase, “quality over quantity”?  I had heard it many times, but over the past several years it’s been something I have thought over, prayed over, even cried over when connecting that phrase to relationships.  I’ve had a lot of lonely seasons in life, and I am sure I will have many more to come (having a husband does not mean you will never be lonely FYI).  As I’ve walked through these lonely seasons I have found that the value of “that” friend….you know the one…the one that texts you to check on you and invites you into their home and makes you a cup of coffee and seems to ignore the hot mess that you are and instead looks straight into your heart? The friend who can read you so well they know by your countenance not to ask you how you are in a public place because they know you hate crying in public. Instead they give you a quick hug and distract you with a silly youtube video. That friend feels rare.  I can be around tons of people and be struggling with something in life or in my heart and it pushes me closer and

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Faith, God, Relationships, Spiritual Life, Suffering

On Seeking More Than A Cure

July 1, 2015
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I grew up knowing we would go two places religiously. Church and Church Camp. They were my places, they were filled with my people. Church was where I was baptized and Church Camp where I recommitted my life… every. single. summer.  The two places are so intertwined in my memory I cannot think of one without remembering the other. No matter where we moved, Fairview was home and Wesley Woods our home in the woods.  I was my most brave self in these places; my most vulnerable and innocent, most trusting and free spirited. Church and Church Camp were also two places I was most deeply hurt. Church Camp was the thing that made me the topic of a mean girl’s xanga post in sixth grade. Church Camp was the place I was told someone had “run out of grace” for another. Church was where I was told to, “get the hell out of my pew.” Church was where I shared that her placenta had maybe torn and it was whispered in my ear, “perhaps it’s for the best.” And of course it wasn’t The Church or The Church Camp who hurt me- but in the same way the smell

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Faith, Spiritual Life, Suffering

Trudging Through The Mud

June 24, 2015

I learned recently that in between winter and spring exists a season referred to as the “mud season.” It’s the time when the ground is slowly starting to thaw just enough for the snow to melt, but not enough for new life to spring forth. The moisture from the melted snow collects on the ground creating a layer of mud everywhere. It’s messy, ugly, and hard to drive on. As long as the cold remains, the mud season stays. It’s only when the sun begins to warm the earth and the ground fully thaws that the mud will recede and spring makes its way. Kind of depressing, I know. For the last six months I’ve felt like I’ve been stuck in my own personal mud season. This period of in between. Not the deadness of winter, but not the new life of spring either. I’ve felt aimless and hopeless. Lonely and lost. To tell you the truth, it is probably one of the darkest seasons I’ve ever walked through. And to get even more real, I’m not handling it well. Six months ago I had plans. Plans for what this year was going to look like. Big dreams filled with

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Faith, Family, God, Relationships

Bear the Armor

June 17, 2015
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YO GIRLS! Happy Summer to you! Every Wednesday morning, it is a rush for me to think about you ladies who are reading the newest post with anticipation—for us to get to know each other better, for a refuge from the craziness of the day, for hopefully getting one more glimpse of the mighty, beautiful God we serve. Lately, we’ve been focusing on who we are as individuals- the characteristics and qualities that God has given us. On learning how to use what we’ve been given for the kingdom of God, how to embrace our quirks, how to answer the question “Who Am I?” honestly. And I don’t know about you, but if I spend too much time in my own head, I go crazy with the future and tend to forget the now.  I am obsessed with knowing the next thing. Graduation. Marriage. Job. But what about when we have no idea? What about when a season of life is coming to a close and we’re stuck with a big fat question mark? When we know Jesus is an extraordinary Savior and we have nothing to worry about but we still want to know. Dear friend, if you’re there,

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Faith

Let’s be God’s Promise Believers

June 10, 2015
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We are often asked when we are little what we want to be when we grow up. We are told to dream, to have the confidence to be whoever we want to be. We are told that we can do anything. We spend our days dressing up as Doctors, Ballerinas, Firemen, Artists, Rockstars, Detectives…we are engulfed in the innocence of believing these make-believe moments and have no doubt that we will be what we want to be when we grow up. We are taught in elementary school about the historical figures who did great things, took great risks, and made huge impacts (whether good or bad) on our world, country, and states.  We learn about the great things presidents did, wars that were won, etc. However, we begin to lose the stories of the failures, the numerous rejections people face until that one acceptance that pushes them forward. As we grow older we hear less about the businesses that started in garages (Amazon, Google, Mattel just to name a few) and more about how we need to plan smartly, take the safe steps to make sure we are covered and secure. All through college I was told/taught how to present

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Faith, Spiritual Life, Theology

Why I Don’t Love Devotionals

June 3, 2015
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Growing up, my family went to every weekly church event. For me this meant Sunday school, children’s church, choir practice, church supper, GA/RA’s (it’s okay if you don’t know what this is) and Bible Drill. I loved church, but once I hit about 10 years old, I went through a church burnout. One afternoon while I played Tetris on our ginormous computer, as my parents told me to get ready for church, I gave them what I thought was a valid reason as for why I didn’t need to go to church. They still do not let me forget what I told them 15 years ago. I simply said, in a bit of a sassy tone, “But I already know everything in the Bible.” What was my little 10 year old mind thinking?!?! Yes, this is humorous because I actually believed what I said, but also, ironic because as I am finishing seminary this year, I feel like I have more to learn about the Bible than I ever have before. When I was 10 years old, I wasn’t reading the Bible on my own, others were reading it for me. Once I got a little older and started reading

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Faith, Forgiveness, Redemption

Hope For My Enemies Brings Freedom For Me

May 27, 2015
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  Today I was a witness to a crime. I had left church and headed to the gas station to fill up my tank. While standing there I began to hear screaming. I looked up to see a man choke-holding a woman in a car, silencing her as she is screaming for him to let her go. Men rush to her aid while I promptly called 911 to tell them what was happening. The husband sped off in his car, and I stood alongside his terrified wife as we waited for the police. “He’s never done that before.” she tells me. “He was mad. I just wanted to give him space.” The police finally arrived and I was told my 911 call was my statement and was free to go. I left the woman, thanking God she was alright. As I was pulling away, I found my thoughts wandering to the husband. He was a monster. How could any man ever treat a woman like that? Better yet, how could she somewhat defend his actions? She should leave him. He’s an abuser and abusers deserve no mercy. This reminds me of this past week, reading about how the oldest Duggar son

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Faith, God, Relationships

The Waiting

May 20, 2015
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It’s time for a good ol’ girl-talk confession: I have never done relationships right. To the point where they’ve mostly all just been “flirtationships” that never became real relationships. I was always the go-getter, the chaser, the pursuer, the queen of DTR, being the first to ask the question of “where is this going” after just a couple weeks. I probably came off pretty desperate. And maybe I was. After watching guy after guy pull away after only just starting to get to know me, you can imagine how unwanted I felt. I thought something was wrong with me. And over the course of the next couple years I found out there was. It wasn’t that I wasn’t pretty enough or smart enough or funny enough…too tall, too loud, too dramatic. I wasn’t “too much” or “not enough”. The problem was my impatience. My thought process went something like this: I see boy. I like boy. Boy has texted me for 3 days. Boy must like me. “Boy, do you like me?” “I just want to be friends.” *Crushed* Oy. If I could just go back and talk to me then… So you get the picture. You could have handed

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