“Faith is not rooted in fear.” These are the words the Spirit of God spoke you my soul in the middle of the night.
There is something so special about when the Lord speaks. His voice like a gentle breeze that kisses our cheek. We must be still. We must wait. We must listen, but we can hear His guidance and trust He is the pilot directing our life when we continually put Him in control and understand He IS in control.
When listening for the Lord we may sometimes doubt
Faith • Patience • Confidence
“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer”
In Matthew chapter 5 we are encouraged by the gospel as it teaches us that blessed are those who mourn. In the past year or more we have all endured much, mourned much an suffered all sorts of losses. Loss of jobs, loss of a lot of our personal freedoms, loss of loved ones. During 2020/21 I personally lost four family members and just found out another has a body riddled with cancer. So much
The Lord is renewing your strength! Hold on!
Though the night does tarry, don’t despair. The daylight is about to break through. I see you. You haven’t felt yourself. You haven’t felt “whole”, but can definitely feel the hole in your soul. It is being filled…even now…filled to overflow. You are adored by Heaven. The Kingdom of God does not come to you by force, but like a gentle breeze that whispers to your heart through the leaves of the tree. The Holy Spirit compels.Hush…
You will begin to experience a rush
I haven’t blogged in a while. I could feel the Lord gently tell me it was time to dust off my pen and write on my blog again. My heart is so full of words I could release, but this is what I feel takes precedent today.
Last Sunday, while walking into the church, the greeters said hello and heald open the door. They all have to wear masks because of state regulations regarding COVID. But the one man who heald the door spoke to us and welcomed us. I didn’t
Safeguard My Heart
Don’t forget to replenish…
The formula for adequate hydration is to take your body weight in pounds and divide that number by 2 to determine the number of ounces of water you should consume at the minimum each day. But what are you doing to ensure you consume adequate spiritual hydration? Just like when we are outdoors in the heat, we need even more water—so it is for our soul as well.
With so much going on in our world right now, it seems a bit like we’ve stepped right into a
This is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
“Most people who live in gratitude are typically joyful.”
Maybe 3 weeks back a man at the gym Was watching me. He then approached me and told me I was the only person he’d ever seen who seemed happy and smiley all the time. He looked a little perplexed and refreshed by this. Now, the gym I train my clients from I have been a member or affiliated with since 2005
A Deliberate Touch
“Someone deliberately touched me, for I felt healing power go out from me.” Luke 8:46
Today is my son, Andrew’s 9th Birthday. I love Andrew immensely. Andrew is significantly younger than his siblings. I was an older Mom when I had him.
Our entire family was going through the trial of our life when I discovered I was pregnant with my little man. We were enduring the lawsuit from hell that lasted six years with no respite in sight with a man who I believe God used to teach me a lot
As I sit and begin to write this the song “The Imigrant” by Led Zepplin runs through my mind. Why? Because it’s in a Marvel movie…but I will get to that in a moment.
2019 was one of my top two most difficult years of my entire life. It runs in close competition with the single year myself and my family had to live homeless moving from hotel to hotel waiting for God to move in an impossible situation. The homeless thing ended with us moving from a hotel directly to
As I was preparing in the kitchen yesterday I found my thoughts wander to this grand day of Harvest in history. I thought of the earliest of settlers-the inhabitants of the colony of Roanoke. These people came to America and tried to settle the very first community in 1587. But they disappeared mysteriously without a trace. History never trulwy discovered what became of them. Some say they went black to England some say they died. Let not their tremendous legacy die in vein. We the people have a duty to
All or Almost?
I’ve got this word on my heart and I’m not sure what to do with it. It’s a word for the mature believer. I am aware that maybe not everyone reading this even knows Jesus. But I must also trust and obey and my pen must yield. So take my words, I know they are strong, and sift them with the grace of the Cross where Jesus stained the ground red and bled and died for both you and me.
This is a challenging word, but I believe it is thick