No reason for me being MIA on my blog, except for my laziness, and internal battles, and pizza eating. I’m working on something very cool, something God put on my heart to write years ago, but for some reason now is when it makes sense.
And so important.
And it is so much of not just my story, but of me.
But it wouldn’t be really me if it didn’t include YOU. People make me who I am. Your lives and struggles challenge me, encourage me and change me.
I want you to be a part of this project.
Here is the deal:
1. Grew up a majority of your life without your biological father,
2. would be willing to answer a few questions about your life
3. would be willing to possibly have part or all of your story published as told by me, but would remain completely anonymous –
then send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
You will be contacted BEFORE using your story in anyway to give full permission. If at anytime you wish to back out, then I will honor you completely. And any information will be kept completely confidential until we agree that your info can be used (anonymously).
I want to know your story. I want your voice to be heard. I want the world to be impacted by YOU.
EMAIL ME TODAY. tiffanycrawford.org
and SHARE THIS SO THE WORD CAN GET OUT!
I’m so excited at what God is going to do!
Love God and His Peeps,
Move God’s love. You don’t need to fly across the world to make a difference. People right here, in your country, your state, your city, your hood need love and prayer and someone to really see them.
Looking forward to to hearing your stories on MONDAY about how God used YOU –yes YOU– to love someone this weekend!
Read this fantastic post by a fellow blogger…be inspired! Do something with your life!!!
The Harvest IS Plentiful
LG | LP
“You look just like your mother!”
“The two of you are just a couple of bookends.”
“You and your mom even sound so much alike.”
Every corner I have turned, I have stumbled upon someone who is shocked at the uncanny resemblance I have to my mom. We look the same, although I am much taller. My eyes are blue, and hers green. But we have similar mannerisms, and often say the same phrases at the exact same moment. My brother said once during high school that being in our house is like living with two of the exact same people, who speak in stereo.
Then there is this guy.
When his uncle uttered the words, “Like father, like son,” an entirely different curse was spoken into existence. But he took a stand, and decided to NOT be like his father. It will take ten whole minutes of your life, but take a watch:
Zak Ebrahim is the author of the book The Terrorist’s Son. He grew up in Pittsburgh with a school teacher mom and an Islamic extremist father who was on of the men responsible for the 1993 World Trade Center bombing. A National Youth Convention, Busch Gardens and Jon Stewart challenged Zak to change his worldview. Although he grew up in a house of hatred, Zak has committed to living and spreading the message of peace. Zak has professed that he is not his father.
Even though we may look, sound and sometimes even act like our parents, we have the power to say no to carrying on any destructive habits they may have inadvertently passed on to us. Parents aren’t out to pass on their junk. In fact, most of them spend their entire lives trying to protect us from the very things that negatively affected them. But here is a TRUTH: Curses are a part of our history, whether we like it or not. VICTORY: We can choose what we do with that.
This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. now choose life, so that you adn your children may life and that you may love the LORD your God, listen to his voice and hold fast to him. For the LORD is your life, and he will give you many years in the land he swore to give to your fathers, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. Deut 30:19-20
No matter how fantastic your mom is or how horrible our father is, make a choice to let go of anything that chains your heart, digs up the hurt from your childhood, or allows you to soak in unforgiveness. Like Zak who was doomed for a life of violence and instead chose peace, you have permission to not be like your parent. You can be a curse breaker. Choose life, choose blessing…there is freedom awaiting for you, and that freedom will allow you to love… and my friend, love is what it is all about!
Who do you look more like, your mom or your dad? Comment and share with me your story of breaking curses!
LG | LP
I am about to give you your job as a Human Being this week. Not just a Christian, or a woman, or a man. This isn't a job for just those in ministry or those who are close to Jesus. This charge is not limited to a day or even every day of the week. This is not about getting paid, or fulfilling your calling, or purpose or living out your giftedness.
If you are a Human Being, your job is to
MOVE GOD'S LOVE INTO THE LIVES OF ANYONE AND EVERYONE WITHIN YOUR REACH.
Because Christians are getting their heads chopped off for loving Jesus.
Because innocent, unarmed kids are being shot.
Because the homeless population is growing.
Because people are being shipped to countries in freight containers.
Because teenagers are setting themselves on fire for 3 seconds of fame.
Because children are being sold and traded.
And your neighbors marriage is falling apart. The lady you sit next to at work, her daughter ran away this weekend. Your son has tried drugs and you don't even realize it. The lady with all the groceries behind you at the store hasn't been able to buy groceries for her kids for 6 weeks because her ex-husband hasn't paid his child support. The guy who cut in line at Starbuck's isn't thinking straight because his wife was just diagnosed with cancer.
If you are a Human Being, move God's Love.
You are the way it is moved.
You are the life that breathes it.
You are the reason someone will feel God's presence for the first time, or again, or in that exact moment it is needed.
You can inspire others on Instagram with #theglovemovement. Follow us at theglovemovement !!!