I’m excited today to be a part of the #SingleTruth blog tour and free book giveaway with Allison Flexer. Allison will be guest posting on my blog and listing 3 truths for single women in college. At the end of the post, I’ll be raffling off a free signed copy of her new book, Truth, Lies, and the Single Woman (Beacon Hill Press). Make sure you enter the giveaway and tell your friends!
Out of all the books for single ladies out there, I have to say that this one is my favorite. Allison is honest, relate-able, and spot on with truth. During the week, I will be tweeting some of my favorite quotes from the book and tweeting the giveaway. I hope you take away some encouragement!
Even when we sin, God delights in us. He cheers us on and is our number one fan. Always.
I love Jefferson Bethke, and this recent video of his was so spot on. In the clip, he states, “There is a level of bond in love that a parent has for their kid that you don’t have for anyone else… There is something special about the parent-kid love.” That is the kind of love God has for us.
God loves us even when we are struggling through seasons of sin. He loves us when we fall. At my church today, my pastor Aaron Proffitt said, “Even in our most sinful moments, God wants to be close to us and encourage us.”
Is this hard for you to understand? It is for me. Continue reading
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You know those nights where you feel so unloved and alone? When you wish you could have someone to hold you and tell you they love you? The love we experience on earth will never compare to God’s love for us. Our hearts have been made to cry out for a love that can only come from our creator. A guy may seem like the best fix, but only God is a lasting answer. This truth is written all over the Bible. Did you know that the Bible is God’s love letter to us? Isaiah 43 is a great example of God writing us a letter. When I read scripture, I like to read it and then write it out in my own words. This helps me better understand what I have read. For this particular chapter, I read the passage as if God hand wrote me a love letter in beautiful calligraphy. I wrote it in my journal in the exact same way. You can do the same thing. Continue reading
I walk out of class in a daze. So much sadness. So much pain. Jesus, will these people ever come to know you? Will they ever experience your life change? When will they experience your healing, forgiveness, redemption, grace and love?
This is my last semester of undergrad at the University of South Florida. I’m taking a class called Storytelling, and each week we share personal stories from our lives. During class last week, students shared one sad story after the next. Topics included: abortion, death, getting kicked out of the church, loss of friends, moving, getting arrested, abuse, and more. I was left questioning, God, when will you change their hearts?
In class, I looked around at my classmates and thought how beautiful each person was because God created them in his image. God, shouldn’t that mean you care about them? Yet, they don’t know you at all. Do they want to know you? Do they even have the information that you exist to be able to make this decision?
So many thoughts. So many questions.
Then, I think about how God saved me. What makes me different? Why did God choose me? I’m just like them. I have similar stories of pain and brokenness. I have screwed up just like them. What makes me different than them? Continue reading
Pain is running rampant on college campuses across the globe. Still in college, I have seen and experienced the pain. Some women lack an understanding that they have a God in heaven who loves them and created them with a plan and a purpose. Not knowing about God, they turn to the things the world tells them will provide pleasure and satisfaction. For a college freshman, those things include: boys, sex, drinks, a perfect body, and cool friends.
Maybe you live in a bubble and don’t realize this is happening on our college campuses. Please, open your eyes and realize that pain is spreading like a disease. Women are hurting themselves physically, emotionally, and spiritually, and Jesus is the only one who can provide healing.
I’m sorry for the language, but I want you to read the honesty and pain in her words. This is a poem written by a freshman who is living in the pain:
Friends, family, roommates, and strangers have asked me, “why do you spend hours a week blogging?” I smile and think where do I even begin. There are so many reasons why I spend hours typing away on my computer. I think about my readers and the encouraging comments they leave, the community that has formed between other bloggers and myself, the pleasure I get in writing a post, the excitement I feel marketing each one, but none of those reasons are the reason why I blog.
If only one woman, one soul, would read my blog, and realized that Jesus loved her, then I would have fulfilled the purpose of this blog. I desire for each and every one of you to know how powerful your story is, that Jesus has a purpose and plan for your life, and that you are his precious beautiful daughter.
I dream about a world where every woman has experienced the life change of Jesus. They feel his power. They trust him with their life and experience healing. Shame exists no more! They know that they are loved by their father in heaven.
That is why I write and put countless hours into this blog.
That is why I created Joy Pedrow Ministries.
Everything I do, is for Jesus.
I believe that Jesus will use me and my story, and you and your story, to help women. I invite you to join me on this journey, check out my posts, and invite other women to join us on this journey.
Experience Jesus. Experience His joy. Experience His freedom.
My name is Joy Pedrow and I blog for Jesus.
Sin is fun. If sin wasn’t fun, then we would have no problem walking away from it and constantly obeying God. I don’t always want to follow God and his ways, but I’m asking God to begin changing my heart. I want to view his commands as beautiful gifts wrapped in shiny blue paper. I want to desire to obey him more than I desire the sins in my life.
If I take the step and turn to God, searching for the answers, then maybe I’ll begin to understand the purpose of his commands. Continue reading