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As A Mother In Israel: Part 1
In Old Jerusalem, Israel End of Mothering. End of Season. Back in Springfield, MO (2002-2006) I began to feel magnetized to this phrase in the Word, and had no earthly idea what it meant: As a mother in Israel. I studied in what little time I had--which was pretty minimal with four toddler/elementary kiddos, homeschooling, pastor's-wifing, founding & directing Home School Choirs of Springfield to help pay for music lessons and provide choral opportunities for my own kids, ea
Kelly Stack Scott
Nov 142 min read


Open
Open "Kelly, don't limit me," God said as I drove out of town toward my weekend prayer retreat. I felt those words literally unfold and expand inside my gut. "Don't limit me in YOU." Be open. Open your heart. Open your hands. Open your mind and spirit and paradigms. Don't limit God by your own smallness. That was His word to me. So I popped into Bel Air to pick up water bottles and jumped back into my Prius to cover the remaining two and three-quarter hour trip to the Santa C
Kelly Stack Scott
Nov 143 min read


Why Do I Write?
A dear friend who is undaunted by mounds of laundry and chaos and paperwork and details, who sews and makes things with her hands and calls it "simple," does not understand how in the world, with all the health battles, pain, and hurdles of life, I "find time" to write. I write because I cannot help it. I write because it keeps me sane. I write because to me, it is the easiest thing in the world. There are, at any given moment, twenty blogs lined up in my brain like race hors
Kelly Stack Scott
Nov 143 min read
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