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As the snow melts, and little shoots of green finally push their way out of the cold Earth, we’re reminded once again of the magic renewal the season of spring offers us. It’s when all things become new again, and somehow energized and refreshed. And I’m not just talking about our annual springtime linen closet purging. I’m talking about our spirits. And our souls. Those stirring flutters underneath that come out to tickle our minds into deep spiritual and devotional thought, especially during the Holy season of Easter. Which makes spring the perfect time to pick up one of these spiritual, devotional, or inspirational books, and renew your time with Christ this season. 

 

 

An Imperfect Woman—Letting Go of the Need to Have it All by Kim Hyland

Perfectionists, this needs to be your new bible. Kim explains the difference between perfection, and perfectionism/perfectionist (and how you can stop being one), and talks about the steps to take to finally allow God’s grace to gently carry you into accepting yourself for who you are, faults and all. 

 

 

 

 

Believe Boldly—The Power of Simple, Confidant Prayer to Unleash the Supernatural by Erica Willis

Willis is the founder of an international prayer ministry, so she knows of that which she speaks. This is a confidence building book, teaching the power of simple yet limitless prayer, and how it can transform doubters into truly faithful people.

 

 

 

 

Fierce Faith—A Woman’s Guide to Fighting Fear, Wrestling Worry, and Overcoming Anxiety by Alli Worthington

Using scripture and biblical wisdom, this book will help to alleviate many of the most common fears women have, as well as the anxieties and worried hearts we all carry around with us. 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing to Prove—Why We Can Stop Trying So Hard by Jennie Allen

Admit it, you are burdened by the comparison gene and are constantly trying to prove to friends, family, and even strangers, what and who you are as if that would prove your worth. This title helps rebuke that lie, and reminds you that to God, you are enough. Simple as that. A must-read and my favorite of the bunch. 

 

 

 

 

 

Searching for Spring—How God Makes All Things Beautiful In Time by Christine Hoover

In His time, all things are made beautiful. We’ve all read this many times, but still we doubt and grow impatient when our plans are not His plans. This is a hope filled book that follows the seasons of the year, and analyzes the renewal in each as a reflection of our spiritual renewal.

 

 

 

 

One Beautiful Dream—The Rollicking Tale of Family Chaos, Personal Passions, and Saying Yes to Them Both by Jennifer Fulwiler

The laugh-out-loud book in the bunch, Jennifer’s tale of raising six kids all while trying to “have it all” will encourage tired and “over it” mothers everywhere. 

 

 

 

 

 

Why I Hate Green Beans by Lincee Ray

In this book, Ray reminds us that we are exactly what God intended us to be, so skinny jeans be darned! Learn how to see yourself in the greatest of lights,  embracing  all of your imperfections, and trusting God in the process.

 

 

 

 

 

Everyday Holy—Finding a Big God in the Little Moments, 100 Devotions by Melanie Shankle

A beautiful devotional you will reach for again and again, and filled with small pieces of grace to help you reexamine your life. 

 

 

 

 

 

Giddy Up, Eunice—Because Women Need Each Other by Sophie Hudson 

A book for all the women friends in your life, this title will have you smiling and reminiscing about girlfriends past and present. It’s also a reminder that God puts certain women in your life and at certain times in your life, with specific reasons in mind. 

 

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Melissa Fenton

Melissa Fenton is a freelance writer, adjunct librarian, and St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital Awareness Ambassador. She writes at http://www.4boysmother.com/. Her writing can be found all over the internet, but her work is mostly on the dinner table.

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