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I was having some much needed “catch up” time with a friend at dinner tonight. The conversation led to a recap of some very hard life circumstances she had experienced in 2019. There wasn’t a lot of details or “hashing it out”, just simply acknowledging it again. Later that evening after we parted ways she sent me a text. It stated, “I wept after I got in my car. Holy Spirit showed me I’m not “over it”. It was unhealed, unattended, and somewhat unacknowledged. I’m hurting bad tonight.” My heart
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At the end of 2019, I took the month of December off for a personal sabbatical. I knew the Lord had some things He wanted to teach and talk to me about. I was also having a major surgery and wanted to leave space for the recovery and healing. Little did I know, that the pain in my recovery would be how He would speak to me. Let me be honest, I have learned (or so I thought) how to relax when the Lord wants to do something new. And
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I just finished writing about when I lost my virginity at 13 in my book. I must say I wasn’t quite prepared for the response my heart gave me. This isn’t the first time I have looked back on it. The Lord and I have had many talks about it. I’ve even had conversations about it with a handful of people. But to have it sitting in front of me, in black and white, and to read it; well, it was sobering. I closed my laptop with a heavy pain
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Here I am sitting on my back porch, drinking my coffee, playing my worship music, and trying to start my day off right with the Lord. That’s what I’m supposed to do, right? Yet, all I can think about is how useless and unproductive I feel. Don’t get me wrong — I fight these thoughts and feelings, but man, they are relentless. I’ve been fighting them for months now. I’m sitting in the middle of a transition: leaving one love (my career as I have known it) to pursue… well,
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My friend Jessica is recovering from her 2nd heart transplant. As I have been able to join her through the recovery of this 2nd heart I learned a few things about rejection. When her heart went into rejection last week, I thought it was over. I didn’t know a state of rejection could be chronic or treated. I thought rejection was a once time occurrence that destroyed it, I was wrong. It is a state that can be treated. Oh don’t we feel that way sometimes? That rejection is an
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As walked in to do our holiday shopping, there she stood with her tiny, frail, hunched over body meticulously and slowly picking up jewelry boxes. I felt a twinge in my heart. Ugh I didn’t need this right now. I was already missing my momma. My daughter leaned over and whispered, “Mom, is that _____’s grandma?” I nodded yes as we passed her by. She didn’t see us because her head was down in what seemed to be the natural frozen position. She could not have be over 100 lbs
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Can I just say, I LOVE my southern upbringing! LOVE IT! There are a few hard rules that are pressed into you from a young age. *Be polite. Yes mam / no sir. *Open the door for others ad hold it if you’re there. *Don’t impose yourself. I remember as a little girl my mom telling me, “You don’t invite yourself over to your friends house. It’s rude. You wait to be invited.” Fast Forward 35 years … now I’m at a place that I’m asked to go against all
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When I train communities, parents, and youth about the dangers of human trafficking, the one thing I have to address is sex. Sex trafficking here in the US looks very different then it does internationally and in third world countries. The tactics are different, the culture is different, even the grooming process is different. It is not even close to what you see in the movie Taken. Just like most dads don’t have his “particular set of skills”. If we are going to empower and educate our youth against the
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Not to be cliché, but love is in the air! Valentine’s Day, a day for couples to reminisce on their love story. And then there’s the other percentage of the population being reminded of how single you are. I get it! Kinda. (I’m 18, no one takes an 18-year-old seriously when they complain about being single!) But today, when I woke up, I had a choice. Either I could complain and think about what I don’t have today…a boo…a date…ect. If I continued on that path I could go easily
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Today will mark eleven days that I have laid my beautiful mother to rest. So, I figured it may be time to do part 2…even unto Death (click here if you need to read part 1). I wish I could tell you it was painless, it was not. I wish I could tell you I didn’t feel the sting of death or shed tears, but I did. However, I can tell you, it did not crush me. My grief did not overtake my joy, my mourning did not overtake my
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Ever had a job that was left undone? Over a year ago (I say over because I’m pretty sure it was much longer than a year and I simply can’t recall the real timeline) I began painting my kitchen. A wall cabinet had fallen and broken leaving a huge unpainted white spot on the top of the wall. I couldn’t match the color that was up so I opted for a full color change. It wasn’t a huge color change, really only a tone difference and you really couldn’t even tell
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There is nothing like a full scale physical, mental, and spiritual breakdown to bring you a new perspective. Since my post “When Church Covenant’s don’t cut it” so much has changed. My slow recovery was hit with a spiritual Mac truck dose of God antibiotic called love. A friend and I went to a women’s conference held close to our home where Luke Holter was speaking. Luke is a prophet that frequents our church, so we love and support his ministry anytime we can. I went hoping to receive but was
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Our pastor has been doing a series on John 15 and I had a friend casually make a comment (in the middle of church service by the way) about how rich it was, so I added it to my reminder list to read. This morning I was awoken around 2:45 am, with that on my heart. So I started reading. If you want to hear some deep teachings out of this book and not just what is highlighted to me, go listen to this series “Get Connected”. Y’all! It’s SO
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The past year of my life has looked nothing like I had in mind, in the best way possible! Last Summer I was finishing up my dual credit college courses, in hope to find some direction for my next semester. Yet, what I heard I didn’t believe was the Lord. “You need to rest.” The closest people in my life were telling me the same thing, yet, I couldn’t get past my mental drive or definition of “success”. My whole life I thought that if I’m in school, pulling my grades
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I had laid in bed sobbing uncontrollably, to the point I was barely able to stifle back the sound or even breathe. I had wrestled all night with the thoughts of quitting….EVERYTHING. I would not just instantly make an emotionally decision. No, it would be intentional because that is how I have chosen to live my life now. What would that look like? How would that effect things? Or would it? Can I walk away? From ministry? Work? Church? I wanted to just hide and become self-involved because well, it’s
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This season has been the hardest yet. It seems that I have lost so much, made so many mistakes, hurt so much, and am looking at what appears to be not much left at all. You don’t realize what it takes to walk this faith road until you are stopped in your tracks. If you would have asked me anytime before the last two weeks, do you have faith? Or is your faith strong? ABSOLUTELY! would have been my answer. I love my God above all things. All I want is
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Being a makeup artist in the beauty industry I hear and see how much attention is given to outer physical beauty. Being in ministry, I hear a lot about the same but from a completely different side and perspective. So, I’m here as a beauty expert to give my weigh-in on both sides and hopefully bridge the gap a bit. In our society pretty is praised. Probably a little too much if we are all honest. The thing about being pretty is you have no control over that. It is a physical attribute
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There was a challenge put before me earlier this week to dig into 1Samual 17:54 by a visiting evangelist John Skipworth, who is a co-pastor at The Assembly of West Monroe. Let me just say…amazing preacher….amazing word! You can hear the full sermon on this scripture here.  1 Samual 17:54 David took the Philistine’s head and brought it to Jerusalem; he put the Philistine’s weapons in his own tent. Another version says … he put his armor in his own tent. Can I just say…the depth that Pastor Skipworth went into on David taking the
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Have you ever had those days that you found yourself on the rollercoaster ride of great heights and deep lows…experiencing every emotion you think you have all within.. oh let’s say 48 hours? 24 hrs? 12hrs? During times like these I feel like I have suffered from emotional and spiritual whiplash. OH boy, today I’m definitely feeling the soreness from it! This weekend brought on trying challenges to say the least and boy did I screw up ROYALLY! Several times in fact! ugh! why can’t life just be easy?  Because easy changes
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As I sit here on my couch and finishing my coffee I look straight ahead at the mound of dishes in my sink, I am grasping for the motivation to get up and do the simple things I know I should. Can I just tell you, I hate housework! I REALLY DO! It is a discipline I am embracing. I tend to have no issue with motivation for the things that I deem important or major. I can muster up the energy to plan an event, meet with someone to encourage them,
Dorothy Strouhal on Worst Cooks in America
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The power of 3 is revealed. We ARE life producers. We ARE protectors. We ARE supporters. That right there is so huge you could read 100 books on each subject! But let’s be real, I need it simple. I need it simplified so that I can become the woman I was created to be. You can’t run before you walk, and you can’t walk before you crawl. So this is crawling… making sure we have the VITAL and simple basics down before we walk and run. As most of you know
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I don’t know about you, but sometimes I just need to take a deep breathe and stop for a moment. It’s amazing what slowing down and breathing in will do for you. It will relax you a bit, feed your body and mind with some much needed oxygen, and revitalize your thoughts. Your breath carries your life. You no breathe..you no live (yes I know if it’s horrible grammar but I like it.) You are made to breathe…you are made to bring life forth in others. We all know that
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It’s funny, when I think of support I think of a great bra. Must be the industry I am in. A great bra can make all the difference in the world on how you carry yourself and how things look. It can also help prevent back pain, bad posture, and the appearance of gravity taking over. It supports. It doesn’t change the things inside of it, but it does change how things are seen. We can do that! As women, we can support others. We can lift them up, hold
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Have you ever just needed a reminder of who you are? What you are made of? I mean, life is hard and can snow-blind you with craziness at times. Ok maybe that’s just me. I am finding myself needing to go back to the basics and remind myself exactly what lies in me. What has grown? What has the potential to grow? What can change me, and others? I know it’s there. I’ve searched it out and found some of the basic internal traits that ALL women have, but sometimes
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 “All you can do now is pray.” I have heard this statement so many times. Heck, I have SAID this statement so many time! When we say that, it’s usually means we have NOTHING else we can do. We are powerless. So, as a last ditch effort we will do what is left, pray. Can I tell you how many years I have done this?! I have since learned a little more about how prayer actually works. It’s not a hail mary throw, hoping it will make it across a court,
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Have you ever had those days that you spent the entire day fighting with someone you love? Discussing issues and decision, sharing feelings and disappointments, and just flat out being afraid of the choices they are making?! I have. I actually did just recently and let me tell you, as usual it got us no where but hurt and upset. Now here me, I’m not saying don’t communicate your feeling or discuss issues. I’m simply bringing you a food for thought BEFORE you do. There are so many people we
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Let me propose a question to you. Would you alter someones reality and life if you could? Let me explain. Think of someone you love dearly, someone who has a part of your heart that you love unconditionally. Perhaps they have made not to great life choices. Perhaps they have experienced some pain you could not help them avoid. Perhaps they are in a relationship with someone that you think isn’t good for them or you are not not fond of. Perhaps it’s all of this and much more. Would
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If you don’t know, I am a straight forward, cut to the chase kind of person. I like things presented to me in a “no ruffles” kind on way. I have however noticed that in the church we tend to fluff things up a bit to make them a little “easier to swallow” or a little “more palatable” for the general public. There is nothing wrong with this, as long as the Biblical truths stay just that, truths. I just happen to be the kind that prefers an in your face
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I must say, I am not easily offended. As a matter of fact, I jokingly tell people that you can try to offend me and I probably won’t even notice. To say I’m thick skinned in that area is an understatement (like a rhinoceros!). However, I am learning that sometimes unforgiveness and offense can sneak in like an unwanted cock roach and begin to nest in a busy life. When I become offended or upset with someone I tend to immediately address it because I know the mess it can
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As most of you know I run a non profit called Beauty Will Rise, We were promoting a community wide education event that we have coming up this weekend at a friend of ours church. As we were listening to the evening’s study given, this word and scripture just seemed to blow up inside of me and reminded me of where I have come from. I remember this place all to well, even though it was years ago, the remnants of the miracle will never fully fade away. The Holy Spirit
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It’s been an “odd” season. So many things happening yet it seems like a my progression has been like molasses in the winter. Last night the Lord and I had a real face to face talk….OK maybe I had a temper tantrum and cried like a two year old but whatever. After my whinefest episode that drifted me sleep, I decided this morning I may need to go back and really ask Him for direction VS just crying about it to Him. The Holy Spirit led me to Mark 10:46-52, the story of
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….my sword must stay clean…. a comment written by a dear friend of mine on Facebook. I must say when I read this something in me began to stir in me. Now, I have on many level “known” that the tongue can cause a lot of damage. The word talks so much about it..you would think that would be one of the first lessons we would master. When my friend commented, I thought, how many of us literally use our tongue to cut those we say love? Or strangers? what
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Bare with me through this first part…I promise you it will help you see things in a differently light in the end. I woke up this morning with Matthew 5:25 swirling in my head, the location that is, not the scripture(I had to look it up).“Settle matters quickly with your adversary who is taking you to court. Do it while you are still together on the way, or your adversary may hand you over to the judge, and the judge may hand you over to the officer, and you may
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I know that anyone that knows me and my background thinks I’m about to write about some great beauty tips or tricks! What’s the newest “fountain of youth”? Best cream or preserver? How to preserve your “beauty” until you die. Not this time. This is much closer and deeper to my heart then my quickly fading natural beauty than no cream will ever bring back. I have found myself walking in a time that quite frankly I have not IDEA how to navigate. Grief. At first I didn’t even know that what
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I remember a time when I was withdrawn and separated from people, including those closest to me. I literally was unapproachable. I was hurt, had been hurt, and had NO intentions of getting hurt again! If you can’t get to me you can’t hurt me, right? OH if that were only the truth. It’s a great theory but it is also a lie. You see, by withdrawing we are choosing to relish in the hurt and pain already inflicted. We are allowing the wound to remain open and if we are
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    Day 31! My last Day to Legacy! I can think of nothing else to share but to simply say.. Keep on…keeping on! Take the Word…Use it…Work it…Let it work in you, then share your journey…your legacy with others. Relationships are key…the Word is your lifeline and guide…Let the Spirit guide you and keep you but above all…Keep on….Keeping on!   <img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-707" src="https://dorothystrouhal.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/heb-300×150.jpg" alt="heb" width="300" height="150" srcset="http://dorothystrouhal viagra pharmacie maroc.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/heb-300×150.jpg 300w, https://dorothystrouhal.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/heb.jpg 318w” sizes=”(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px” />
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The yelling, the screaming, the arguing, the silence, the tension. The overabundence of words, the lack of words said. Uneasiness, work, life, church, responsibilities, business, family, kids…the DRAMA! All these things can lead to and be chaos. A feeling of life insanity that we can barely control and navigate through daily. Things that come our way that we must deal with either in a healthy way or not. Like it or not they are a part of life. One of the last things I feel is necessary to leave in
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3 Days left…tick tock..tick tock. What do I really want to say that I haven’t said? What do I NEED to say? Ahh I know. My process in following Christ was coming along well. For the most part I had stopped doing all the “things” that I felt that were wrong or hindering me from God. I was making intentional efforts and strides to grow, to learn, and heal. I was doing a corporate fast with our church, and I felt led to do a specific fast for a friend
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Driving 2 hours to pick up this precious little puppy was the most arguing I had done in while. While on the phone with the breeder my heart began to break, yet I didn’t know why. We set up the meeting time and place, then said our goodbye. As soon as I hung up I heard the Holy Spirit say, I want you to pray for her. Cool! I can do that! So I did that night. Lindsey and I got into the car and started our long journey and
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Evangelism…that was almost a dirty word in my dictionary! The thought of talking to someone about accepting Christ made me so uncomfortable I would steer away from it as much as possible OR guide it towards someone with more experience. I just recently told a fellow prayer team leader,” It’s crazy! I’ve grown up in church and still can’t do this! You can can ask me to pray about anything, in front of anyone, but get me into the sinners prayer or explaining accepting Christ and I have a mini
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What kind(s) of death have you experienced God destroy in your own life, and in the lives of those you personally know well? (question asked by Elise Hurd on Day 20 of her legacy posts…Death into Life) . Death is suppose to be a hurtful sad thing, but for me it was freedom. The death of me, was the best and worst death I have ever experienced. I remember in the beginning of me coming back to Jesus, I heard the Holy Spirit say this year you will cry more then you have
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Your not wanted…No one will ever like you…No one will ever except you…Your ugly…your fat…your stupid…your disposable…you can’t….you need to be in control to protect yourself…hurt them before they hurt you…you are only as good as you look… you own your sexuality by doing whatever you want with your body…sex will draw them in…performance will keep them…use what you got…show yourself in the best light even if it’s not true…you can’t do it all…you must do it all…you will never make it…your no good enough….not educated enough…not trained enough….your wasting
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I lay there unable to move, roll over, or even get up to go to the restroom. My body felt as if it were a 1000lbs. I went to bed early and woke up late, yet still not refreshed, mind still fuzzy. I hadn’t been drinking, was I sick? No, it didn’t feel like that. WHAT was wrong with me? This was not something I had ever experienced before. It was utter exhaustion. I had been taking care of my mom fully day and night. Yes, my family was helping
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Literal love…Day 13 from Elise’s blog at The Giving Place. I came to remember when the meaning of literal love hit me like a 2×4 across the face. I was helping teach a fusion group and we were learning about intercessory prayer. One of my friends had worked a long day and was exhausted but chose to tough it out and come to the study. During this time we were discussing scriptures that have contingencies to them. I gave some examples of what those were, then my friend asked…”where are those found?” My
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Double life..hypocrite..two-faced what ever you want to call it. Yup that’s what I was. Was it on purpose or intentional? Some may say yes, because my actions were done by me. However, I am going to say no only because my actions were reactions and I was merely acting and not thinking about why I was doing what I was doing. Did i know this then? Of course not! But I do now. Good girl on the outside…right hair, right clothes, manners, and a smile. “Bad girl” (or should I say
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She laid there almost lifeless. Her only movement was from the automated responses from her body as she seized. I thought for sure, this is it. I went into the next room and woke my son and daughters to let them know if they wanted to say goodbye, now was the time. Sleepy eyed and stumbling semi-conciously they each one by one came in and we gathered around her. Tears flowed and there was really nothing I could say or do. My husband prepared me for the worst because he knew it
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I was little, so young I am not sure my age. I remember being under the water and looking around. Not scared but also not being able to breath. Suddenly I remember sucking water and oxygen through my teeth. I was as though I was only taking in the oxygen and the water just dissipated. I was breathing underwater! Cool! I took deep breathes under the water and oxygen filled my lungs. Then I was quickly pulled up from the beautiful depths of the water. The motion was quick and harsh
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I sat there closed up as tightly as anyone could possibly be. My thoughts were “Ok God I swear if she says ONE word to me I’m going to punch her! I mean really, I am! God please keep her mouth shut!”. For 4 hours my inward turmoil was high, raw and at any moment ready to be released. I knew that if this person said anything to me, I would snap and hurt her. The only thing that got me through that day was singing praise and worship songs in my
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The thought crossed my mind, if all these major events that I am sharing as a part of my legacy happened as I was an adult, then was it really important that I grew up in church? Was it truly beneficial for me or did it actually hinder me? My Very good friend and fellow blogger Elise Hurd, who initially challenged me to do this 31 day legacy posed a question that answered this for me. On day 3 of her blog she queues her readers to remember ..How did
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I remember sitting on the pew thinking…ok God, I want to be able to give. I am tired of not being able to give to your house. And I want to be able to give BIG! LIKE for real, I want to give big!. You said to test your word so I am. So, if you will give me a large amount to give, I will be faithful. If you will trust me, I will follow through and give. Now why did I pray that? Well, because well I wanted