Can I Choose Courage When I Don’t Feel Confident? [Episode 21]

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A few years ago, I was a speaker on the Women of Faith tour.

Each event was held in an arena and the stage was always in the round. When it was the other speakers’ turn to share, they would skillfully navigate the stage, walking around the entire perimeter so they could engage the audience.

But, when you can’t see—like me—that’s dangerous, right? (If you’re new to the 4:13 Podcast, I should let you know I’m blind.)

I didn’t want to just hover in the middle of the stage, though. I wanted to engage the audience in a similar way. So, my husband, Phil, and the crew got creative.

Can I Believe God Accepts Me No Matter What? [Episode 14]

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Several years ago, my friend Lisa texted me to say she was making me a Christmas gift. She wouldn’t tell me what it was, but she did ask, “If one word could become a reality in your life, what would it be?”

Of course, I wanted to pick the perfect word. So, I texted Lisa back, asking her to clarify. She responded with, “You pick the word you most want as a reality in your life. Only you know what it means to you.”

Girl, I have to say this took me a while! Mostly because I was embarrassed to admit the one word that kept coming to mind.

Can I Overcome Fear With Faith? [Episode 1]

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I remember the summer before I went off to college. My mom and I spent every day preparing me to go.

We shopped for a new wardrobe and bought furnishings for my dorm room, including a much-coveted rainbow comforter. I also spent several weeks in “mobility training”—that is, learning to walk with a cane so that I would be as self-sufficient as possible in my new setting.

What to Do When the Wind Gets Knocked Out of You

“What do you guys think of Jennifer Rothschild?”

That was the opening question of a post that I should not have read!

A friend told me she had spotted my name, so I decided to check it out. But, when I read the rest of it, I felt like a balloon when the air is being sucked out of it—deflated and scrawny.