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 On Episode 061 of the Choose 2 Think Podcast, Janelle Banks and I chat about the loss of her con-joined twin* sons, Josiah and Josias in 2015. She shares her personal story of grief and loss and how she found joy through it all in Jesus Christ.
What gripped my heart during this interview was Janelle's awe-inspiring trust in God and her strong faith and acceptance of His ways, even when faced with losing her babies.
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 Do you have lots of TO-DO THOUGHTS rumbling away in your brain?
If so, it might just be that time to DECLUTTER YOUR MIND through an exercise that takes all of 5 minutes! Grab a huge blank piece of paper and make columns or use your notebook/journal, and write these TITLES at the top of 3 pages:
Set your timer for 5 mins. and then write away! But wait! What happens afterward?  I absolutely LOVE studying the psalms!
And today’s Choose 2 Think podcast episode highlights Psalm 46 coming in at the 14th most popular psalm. An overarching theme is God is with us. He's with us even in the hard times of life.  Empty nest? I'm mean, c'mon. Tell me one person who likes the sound of that?!! Wanna know synonyms for "empty"?
 The truth is my nest is not empty. For one thing, I'm still in it! And if you're married, your spouse is there, too! So literally, it's not empty (let's square that away off the bat).
My nest is, however, flexing. It's adjusting, adapting, and changing. In some ways, it's stretching, fine-tuning, and revamping. What was once four little chicks has become nine. I'm rearranging and repairing, fixing here and fixing there...throwing out here and adding in there. Instead of an otherwise constant chirping when we were all at home, my nest now boasts bursts of joyous words and laughter, dancing melodies, sudden flashes of movement, a cacophony of sounds and rustling, a glorious clashing of notes tumbling throughout the confines of its well-worn and comfy walls. And then comes the rest. A marked hush that allows me to take note of my blessings, a calmness where I can pause and listen for my own heartbeat...that quietness where I can dream, that silence that helps me distinguish between the lines of my life, the shifting seasons, the eloquence of negative spaces. My nest, you see, is an orchestra. Each member of my family represents a unique instrument set to play in solo, in harmony, in symphony at their appointed time. God, I pray, stands as Conductor over His masterpiece.  Statistics on Alcoholism from American Addiction Centers :
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