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Props for my peeps

I just wanted to turn my blogging friends on to my face-to-face friends who also blog (Is that what giving props to my peeps means? I hope so!!).

I think this is how God says give props to your peeps:

Is there any encouragement from belonging to Christ? Any comfort from
his love? Any fellowship together in the Spirit? Are your hearts tender and sympathetic? Then make me truly happy by agreeing wholeheartedly with each other, loving one another, and working together with one heart and purpose. Don't be selfish; don't live to make a good impression on others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourself. Don't think only about your own affairs, but be interested in others, too, and what they are doing. -Philippians 2:1-4 (NLT)

  • My dear friend, and also sister-in-law, just started a blog that I believe will be a proclamation of her, and her family's lives, as they are lived out by faith and not by sight. Go visit my precious sister at The Simmie Flock.

  • Also another dear sister in the Lord who I used to worship Jesus with at RCF in Oregon! To me, this sister is the embodiment of hospitality- an honest lover of Jesus who shares her life and her beautiful family on her blog Trenkle Toes (and in her real life home too!). Go visit'll be allured to Jesus, I know!!

  • Transformed is a sister in the Lord I only had the pleasure of meeting in person once, but since then have truly found a like-minded sister in Christ through emails and blogging. Transformed has two blogs: Transformed from Glory to Glory- where she shares her how God is transforming her and her family through looking into His perfect Word and walking by the Spirit, and a new blog that will give you cause to pray: Unto the Least of These, where she shares the story of one of the orphaned children (Elyssa "Mercy") she and her husband have taken into their home to love and parent in Christ. Transformed's heart for orphans is an earthly manifestation of Christ's heart! It's beautiful and it spurs me on to love and good works.


  1. too sweet. thanks for adding me on your list. maybe the lord will lead someone along for a bit of encouragement, hope or refreshment in jesus. bless you sister. and thanks again for your prayers! if elyssa understood she would say thanks, too.


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