Last Updated on July 26, 2018 by Stacy Averette “I can do it myself.” When my kids were little, I heard those five little words a lot. Sometimes they were frustrating words because I was in a hurry and I could do it for them faster. Tie a shoe, button a shirt, zip a backpack.…
The Death of Me:{Part 3} Dying to Being in Control
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette If you’ve already read The Death of Me: {Introduction}, {Part I}Dying to What Others Think of Me, and {Part 2}Dying to Feeling Misunderstood, then it should come as no surprise to you that I have control issues. No one’s ever called me a “control freak” (to…
The Death of Me:{Conclusion} Living in Peace
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette I want peace. Peace of mind. Peace in my home. Peace in the world. I’m fairly confident that most people want that, too. I searched for the definition of peace. Here’s what I found: Definition of peace (n.) Bing Dictionary peace [ peess ] freedom from…
The Death of Me: {Part 4} Laying it Down
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette I had intended to write about “Living in Peace” today but when I sat down to write God took me in a different direction. I even tried to make this the Conclusion and write about peace for Part 4, but again, God made it clear to me…
The Death of Me:{Part 2} Dying to Feeling Misunderstood
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette Glad you’re here for day 3 of this series. If you haven’t already, I invite you to read The Death of Me: {Introduction} and The Death of Me: {Part I} Dying to What Others Think of Me before you continue. Those posts lay the groundwork for…
The Death of Me: {Part 1} Dying to What Others Think of Me
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette I am a people-pleaser. Big time. Have been for as long as I can remember. To be more specific, I am a type-A, over-achieving, people-pleaser. Part of the reason I am those things is because it really, really matters to me what you and everybody else…
The Death of Me {Introduction}
Last Updated on June 4, 2015 by Stacy Averette Last month Eric and I were driving around in search of the next great yard sale. On a back road I saw a beautiful wheat field lit by the early morning sun. I felt compelled to stop and take a picture but it seemed silly and…