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Gah-mah’s Arms

August 2, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

I did it! With Peter Pollock’s help, I packed up all my stuff and moved it to my new home. Here. In WordPress Land. Yep. Everything from Beholding God and The Write Pursuit is here. As if I’ve always been here.

Why did I do it?

  • Simplicity: For me. For you. Everything in one place.
  • Time: One blog to maintain. More time for WIPs.
  • Transition: Easier to convert to “real” website when I’m a “real” author.

Besides being pushed or pulled into this new discomfort zone.

I still have some sprucing up to do, but I’m ready for company. Hope you’ll hang out a while, update your links, and come back often.

I’m excited.

And letting go. Depending on God to do His thing in His way.

And my first post is a guest post. For Tammy Patrick over at Nurse’s Notes as I reflect on babies, vulnerability, dependence, and letting go. Join me there.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High

will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,

my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare

and from the deadly pestilence.

He will cover you with his feathers

and under his wings you will find refuge;

his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. Psalm 91:1-4 (NIV)

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  1. Cynthia Schuerr says

    August 2, 2010 at 8:03 am

    Sandra, I love your new home. I know moving is hard, but as you said, it will be easier to maintain. I will be going over to Nurses Notes to read your post and then I will update my site list.

    You have “found your refuge under His wing”.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:24 pm

      Thanks so much, Cynthia. I thought at first I might be biting off more than I could chew, but now I am so, so glad! I just come over here sometimes just to look around. 😉

  2. Jay Cookingham says

    August 2, 2010 at 9:34 am

    Love the new “digs”! I pray it will be a place to encourage many as your old site did.

    Jay

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:25 pm

      Thanks so much, Jay. I hope so, too.

  3. Michael says

    August 2, 2010 at 9:44 am

    Love the redesign. I think you’ll find wordpress much easier to work with.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:25 pm

      Thanks, Michael. There’s a learning curve, for sure. But so far I love it! Lots.

  4. katdish says

    August 2, 2010 at 9:45 am

    Love it! It suits you, and I love all the “white space”. Very writerly. Congrats!

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:26 pm

      Thanks, Kathy. The header wouldn’t be the header it is without you!

  5. DS says

    August 2, 2010 at 10:02 am

    I’m liking this place. It’s so… relaxing. Good work to you and Peter!

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:28 pm

      Duane, that’s a very cool thing to say. Thanks!

  6. ~Brenda says

    August 2, 2010 at 10:14 am

    Looks downright wonderful!! Nice work. I’ll definitely be back! :))

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:28 pm

      As I remember, you were kind of pushing right alongside Duane! Thanks.

  7. Robin Arnold says

    August 2, 2010 at 10:34 am

    It IS writerly. I very like it and I’m looking forward to popping in for what’s new. Seriously thanks for the lighter background and look. It makes for easy on the eyes for me.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:29 pm

      Thanks, Robin! I hope to keep it white and simple. 🙂

  8. Sandra says

    August 2, 2010 at 1:39 pm

    Thanks, everyone! There’s certainly a learning curve, but I think I love my new home. Especially now that my friends are coming by. 🙂

    Kathy and Robin: I love looking writerly. Now if I can just BE writerly. 🙂

  9. Billy Coffey says

    August 2, 2010 at 3:10 pm

    Awesome place here, Sandra!

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 3:48 pm

      Thanks, Billy. Did you bring any biscuits and gravy for the celebration potluck?

  10. Susie @newdaynewlesson says

    August 2, 2010 at 3:58 pm

    Congrats! Enjoy.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 5:50 pm

      Thanks for stopping in, Susie. Hope you’ll come back.

  11. Linda Yezak says

    August 2, 2010 at 4:09 pm

    Love this, kiddo! You did a terrific job! How did you get Google Friend-Connect to show up over here–and Networked Blogs? I fussed for hours trying to do it and couldn’t. (And if you can’t tell, I’m pouting about it.)

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 5:48 pm

      Thanks! Sure, I can tell. I’ll FB message you.

  12. K.M. Weiland says

    August 2, 2010 at 4:51 pm

    Looking good! Love, love, love your subtitle.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 5:56 pm

      Thanks, Katie. BTW, I was going to email you to tell you that your interview was transferred over here. You can find the link in the interviews tab above.

  13. peterp says

    August 2, 2010 at 6:00 pm

    Sandrs, you did an awesome job with the sidebar widgets and everything, I was VERY impressed.

    So… on a scale of 1 to 10 where 10 is “I could do it with my eyes shut” and 1 is “Never, Never again, that was horrendous” how easy was the move?

  14. Cassandra Frear says

    August 2, 2010 at 8:19 pm

    Lovely, Sandra.

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:33 pm

      Thanks, sweet friend! I’m growing. 🙂

  15. Sandra says

    August 2, 2010 at 8:22 pm

    Honestly, Peter, I don’t think–no, I know–I couldn’t have done it without you! So, I love my new digs. And I would give it a 1, but ONLY if you were in the driver’s seat.

    For those who don’t know, Peter helps set up new sites for a VERY, VERY reasonable price. (He secured my domain name and is hosting this site.) But he goes way above and beyond to make it a comfortable experience. I couldn’t be more pleased.

    Thanks, Peter. I’m sure I’ll need more help. 😉

  16. Candy says

    August 2, 2010 at 8:25 pm

    Oh, I love the squeaky clean yet welcoming feel! Best header photo ever!

    • Sandra says

      August 2, 2010 at 8:36 pm

      Squeaky clean? Oh, I like that! I was sort of not wanting to clutter it by posting–but then Peter moved all my posts. 🙂 I’m not sure I’m liking the pink in my replies, though. Might need to see if I can change that color.

  17. Jennifer@GDWJ says

    August 2, 2010 at 8:37 pm

    Marvelous! Congratulations on the new site.

    • Sandra says

      August 3, 2010 at 1:20 am

      Thanks so much, Jennifer. 🙂

  18. Cheryl Smith says

    August 2, 2010 at 9:14 pm

    Love the new layout – clean and crisp and of course, consolidated. Cheers!

    • Sandra says

      August 3, 2010 at 1:21 am

      Love all the C’s! Clinking coffee cups with you.

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