Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read Rain splatters on the windows. It is cold, but the air is warm. “Come look!” my daughter pulls at my arm, her brown eyes sparkling. There are new piggies in the barn. They hide from the camera and grunt happily as they munch on corn behind the water dish. We talk about names and I…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read Isn’t it funny how we often think the most beautiful things are those we have not? As a young girl I read a book about a woman with chocolate-colored eyes and blond hair. In the story, she was exceptionally beautiful because her coloring wasn’t the normal “blond hair, blue eyes”, but different and unique. And my immediate…
Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read I’ve been waiting for this year (2014) since the day my husband proposed to me. At some point during our dating season, I realized it was coming and started giggling over it, even then. It’s definitely fair to say that my dear man was warned, so I don’t feel even the tiniest bit bad about it. This year,…
Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read Modesty. Swimwear. The videos and articles have circled the web. If you travel in any conservative circles, then I’m sure you’ve seen them. The words themselves can elicit a plethora of reactions from those reading them. I’m a bit hesitant to join the conversation because I believe we, as Christians, are called to a high standard…
Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read When I was a young teen, it was the “four temperaments” that were making the rounds and people were often labeled and boxed up. (“Oh, you’re just a melancholy. Loosen up!”) I was loathe to take any of the personality tests so when people would ask, “What are you?” I would shrug and never tell. It wasn’t…
Natasha Metzler 2 Minute Read She said the words with an ashen face, her hands clenched in defeat. “I know God doesn’t give us more than we can bear, but I.can’t.bear.this.” And I heard her. Every word. Every clenched fist. Every tear. Life offers pieces of broken pain that far outweigh our ability to endure. This often believed idea that “God…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read One of the greatest gifts that my father gave me was living a life that exemplified true wisdom. Through my childhood I saw him learn and grow and change, his understanding of God and the Bible and Truth ever deepening. As an adult, there have been many times when I’ve watched others struggle to learn…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read It was my third year of facing infertility when I suddenly realized that Mother’s Day was coming and Oh, dear Lord, this might be an issue for me. I came upon the holiday with trepidation, wondering if this would be the year that I stopped being able to handle my lack of children. Yet, something in me…
Natasha Metzler 5 Minute Read My move to the little house with the apple tree and lilac bushes was marked in my mind for a reason far deeper than a change of residence. It was the summer the doctor looked at me sadly and said that children would never be mine. It was the summer my mother-heart broke and bled and…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read In the book Sacred Marriage Gary Thomas asks, Thomas challenges readers to look at marriage in a different light. To view it not as a romantic or self-fulfilling industry, but rather, as a practical way to live out the Christian faith. Romantic love is often what draws couples together, and that is fine, but there needs…
Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read Raising awareness for sex trafficking is hot on the Christian agenda right now. During the month of January (National Slavery and Human Trafficking Awareness Month), well-known pastors and teachers used their influence and platforms to shine light on a subject that has remained dark for too long. But awareness is where it starts, not ends….
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read I was eighteen when my oldest brother married. He didn’t have to look far for a wife. After working, traveling and establishing a business, he turned around and asked my best friend to be his. We always laugh about their story. How they only dated for like, two days. How he proposed in front of…
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