Author: Tammy L. Mashburn

What Makes Me Cry: Living With Chronic Pain

O God I am furrowed like the field Torn open like the dirt I know that to be healed that I must be broken first I am aching for the yield that you will harvest from this hurt Abide in me Let these branches bear your fruit Abide in me Lord as I abide in you Let your word take hold Remove in me the branch that bears no fruit Remove in me as I abide in you The Sower’s Song by Andrew Peterson “Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her.” Hosea 2:14(ESV) Dear Readers These are not the words I want to give you today. I’ve wrestled the words for weeks. I can’t hand them to you in a pretty package. If I’m here to encourage you in your wilderness, in your pain, I must share with you my own. In her book A Million Little Ways, Emily P. Freeman asked the question, “What makes you cry?” Dragging my journal across my lap, I scratched a list on the page: Rainy days and cold Another’s grief, visceral grief Pain inflicted upon the innocent  When my children hurt When you hurt Russ Ramsey’s song The Ballad of Andy Catlett I cry when I leave the cranberries out of my lentils and rice. When I forget to thaw the orange...

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Should: Five Minute Friday

“I just try to love and serve everyone, and bring everyone water, and lend an ear; that’s what Jesus said to do.” Anne Lamott Happy Friday Dear Readers! I’m exhaling this early morning, sun streaming through water drops leftover from last nights rain. Droplets hang on yellow blooms. Can I tell you, it’s been a hard week? One of fatigue and gripping pain. These are the days I quiet myself, listen to my body, rest, listen to podcasts, and read.  Many of you are right here with me, journeying thru your wilderness as I make my way through my own. I’m wondering how you might be today. Are you exhaling a long week of hard? I think of you, care about you, pray for you. I would love to hear from you. How you are, your struggles, your pain? How I might serve you, meet you, in this place. Connect with me here.  I have several appointments today, a date with my Sweet Man, lunch with our dearest friends. I’m celebrating Friday, joining Kate Motaung and others for Five Minute Friday, writing on a one word prompt.  I hope you will join us! Today’s word, should.  *** My first thought was of Paul. Paul, who encountered Jesus, and was radically transformed. His words in Romans 7:15&16. “What I don’t understand about myself is that I decide one way, but then...

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Living Inspired: Celebrating Life In The Midst Of Grief:

“How we spend our days is, of course, how we live our lives.” Annie Dillard Dear Readers, Our part of the south has seen more rain than I care to experience this spring. Even so, the birds are singing, flowers, planted last season breathe new life. Releasing the most exquisite blooms. I trudge through wet grass, a scowl on my face, Lola, prances.  I’m so glad you are joining me today. We took a day trip Sunday, a week ago. I would  love for you to sit a spell and allow me the honor of sharing it with you.  We drove three hours in blinding rain, sipping coffee, sharing memories from a place we once called home. A place that feels familiar, smells of Mountain Laurels, Honeysuckle, and fresh air. There’s a lushness on top of that mountain I’ve yet to find anywhere else. We pulled into the parking lot, passed through heavy double doors, slipped into a pew. There was something in the atmosphere, both light and heavy at the same time. It draped around my shoulders, pulling me in. Mere weeks ago, I gazed at the screen, watching with thousands of others, as a life was celebrated and grieved. A life, that ended much too soon. A young man, tragically killed when he answered a call for help. Grief and joy mingled together, dancing a sacred dance....

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My Bookshelf: What I Read In April

“It wasn’t that she was just selling books, it was that she was helping people become whoever it was that they were going to turn out to be. Because when you read a book as a child, it becomes a part of your identity in a way that no other reading in your whole life does.” Kathleen Kelly from You’ve Got Mail Dear Readers,  My heart is blessed each time we meet here. If we were sitting together, I imagine you tucked into the corner of my sofa, shoes kicked away, sipping coffee. I would be in my comfy chair, fuzzy blanket tossed over my  legs. Today, we’d be talking all things books and reading. I’d ask you what you are reading. That’s one of the many things I’d love to know. I’d want to know where you see God meeting you these days, lean in close as you share.  I would love to hear from you. What your reading, your struggles, how you’re doing on your own wilderness journey. You can let me know by commenting directly on this post, or here. Note: the following list is in the order I read the books   A Million Little Ways by Emily P. Freeman I adore Emily Freeman’s writing, A Million Little Ways will not disappoint you. “Talking about the grace of God and the art of his people...

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More Begs For Enough: Five Minute Friday

“We hunger for more, longing to be seen. Feeling invisible and empty. We fill the hunger, fill our empty selves with more.” Tammy L Mashburn “We learn from our gardens to deal with the most urgent question of the time: How much is enough?” Wendell Berry Happy Friday Dear Readers! We are in the thick of “Nanna Camp” this week. More joy, more wonder, and more memories are being tucked away. Just the other side of this wall, there are giggles, bed heads, and donut crumbs. Chocolate milk mustaches and rumpled pajamas. My Sweet Man will be home soon. Also known as Papa, The Beloved Cookie Giver! Oh yes!  (smile) We’ll load up and trek to the main library, play in the park, and stop for ice cream. In the meantime, I’m joining Kate Motaung and others for Five Minute Friday. Today’s word: MORE  *** I’m drawn to the words I wrote a few weeks ago: “We hunger for more, longing to be seen. Feeling invisible and empty. We fill the hunger, fill our empty selves with more.”  More begs the question, longs for the answer, “when in this unholy world is more enough?” When? Click To Tweet I confess to be the guiltiest of all. Without my man or a friend to drive me, I’m homebound. The lure of one push of the button brings all the pretty things...

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