Longing for Paris: One Woman's Search for Joy, Beauty, and Adventure-Right Where She Is
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For anyone who has ever daydreamed of another life . . .
For Sarah Mae, it was Paris, a place that is known for breathtaking beauty, inspiring art, and exquisite food. But as she searched her heart, she found there was more to her longings than she anticipated.
Join Sarah Mae in Longing for Paris, a soul-searching, light-filled journey for the woman who knows she can't uproot her life to discover herself and her longings, but who desperately wants to uncover them so she can get unstuck and choose a life that is filled with beauty, adventure, and deep joy . . . right where she is.
snacks, and we drove to the hospital. I was having contractions every few minutes. I refused the wheelchair because I wanted to walk this baby out of me. I threw up. No snacks. I decided to get into the Jacuzzi. Ah yes, that was what I needed. Concentrate, breathe. Oh, God, it hurts. Transition. Push! Two hours of sweating and screaming and pushing and then . . . She was born. My beautiful Ella was out of me and in the world, and all of life was about to change. I couldn’t hold her
was the Scripture that came to me after I decided to quit: The Lord GOD has opened My ear; And I was not disobedient Nor did I turn back. I gave My back to those who strike Me, And My cheeks to those who pluck out the beard; I did not cover My face from humiliation and spitting. For the Lord GOD helps Me, Therefore, I am not disgraced; Therefore, I have set My face like flint, And I know that I will not be ashamed. ISAIAH 50:5-7 I committed that day to taking a full year off. A year
with her. I have been doing my best to nip wrong behaviors in the bud! PINPOINTING MY KIDS’ LOVE LANGUAGE I have been with my children long enough to know how they feel loved, but I still thought it would be fun to have them take a love language profile test. The results? For my youngest daughter, the test indicated quality time; for my son, gifts; and for my oldest daughter, it said words of affirmation. I also implemented a suggestion from my sister-in-law, something she had heard: Ask
so did I. Because what I know now that I didn’t know then, was that she just wanted me. Just how God made it so —a little one to want, to need her mama. That article was shared more than a million times. Why? Because we know that our little ones need us; those precious, eternal souls in our care need our comforting, our time, our words, our kisses, and our cuddles. They need to be nurtured. And not only on a physical level —their very souls need cultivating. It is my job and my joy as a mother
lectures, little stories, little hugs and kisses, little admonishments, little pats on the back. In order to nurture our children’s souls, we must become intentional about filling them with good things. I want to fill my children with rich stories, testimonies of saints, good music, art, delicious food, and deep relationships with good friends. One of the ways we do this is by having a daily teatime, where I read out loud to my kids. We also look at beautiful paintings from an art book I