Sharon Jaynes Expectant Living, When You Don't Like Your Story 48 Comments

This Is Not How I Thought My Story Would Go

I wonder, has your life turned out like you thought it would? If you’re like most of us, your answer is probably “no.” Maybe it’s better than you imagined. Maybe it’s worse than you thought possible. Most likely it’s just different.

When I hit 40, I realized life wasn’t turning out like I thought it would. There would be no gaggle of laughing children filling my home,  Read more…

Sharon Jaynes God's love, Gratitude, Knowing God 143 Comments

When People Get On Your Nerves

It’s coming. We can’t stop it. The holidays are upon us. And while it is a joyous time of year, it can also try our patience and get on our last nerve. Actually, it’s not the season itself…but the people.  Am I the only one who feels that way? I don’t think so…smile.

While pondering the happy and the harrowing feelings that come along with all this togetherness that is coming over the next six weeks,  Read more…

Sharon Jaynes Trusting God, When You Don't Like Your Story 36 Comments

The Other Side of Why

My son, Steven, and I sat on the floor in his room playing a card game. This summer was proving to be the best ever. Our golden retriever, Ginger, had just delivered seven adorable puppies, Steven was enjoying his sixth summer of life, and after four years of negative pregnancy tests, God had surprised us with a new life growing inside my womb.  Read more…

Sharon Jaynes Enough, Identity in Christ 45 Comments

Not Just a Sinner Saved by Grace

I’m going to mess with some of you today. You might not like it. I’ll be honest, this messed with me when I first grappled with the common saying. See…

When I was a teenager, I gave my life to Jesus. I came to know Him as my Savior and Lord and followed Him with all the knowledge I had at the time.  Read more…

Sharon Jaynes Forgiveness, God's love, When You Don't Like Your Story 37 Comments

The Step We Trip On

It was a Saturday college football game and I was doing what I like doing best—not watching the game but observing people. My seat was on the end of a long row of Carolina blue bleachers, and a steady flow of fans walked up and down the concrete steps. After a while, I noticed that four out of five people walking up the stands tripped on the step right in front of me.  Read more…