“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
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
“Behold, I give you the authority to trample on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means hurt you.”
Behold and Be Bold!
When God is for you nothing can prevail against you. What does it mean to prevail?
Prevail—“to prove superior in strength, power, or influence.”
It’s like a fleet of ships out of harbor anchored through the fiercest of storm. Not one sailor is forlorn. Each knows what his anchor is made from. How about you? Do you
With God, “What’s done is done” might not really be done…
All through the Bible we see amazing stories of how someone blew it and then God showed up with a miracle and saw them through it.
My first figure show in bodybuilding I could’ve placed higher. I definitely could’ve placed second. The gal in first had it all the way. She went on that season to win everything and move up to another level. It was her time. On one hand you could say I blew it, my posing wasn’t polished
Unconventional and Scandalous Love. . .
There will always be more people who speak something wrong with you than those who cheer you on in something right. But we don’t live for the applaud OF others. We live to applaud others, notice them for all the wonderful and potential or possibility locked inside of them.
Celebrating others is the essence of the Love sent from above. It’s not our job to fix people, at least it’s not mine. It’s my job to love others and champion all the great within them, healing,
“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” ~Marcel Proust
When I see a beautiful garden I often think of all the work they went into planting it and keeping it weed free. People are much the same as a garden. Healthy, secure and strong relationships require much tenderness, love and care. People must be nurtured just like a garden.
Your heart is a garden to house your soul…just like a green house full of moisture and
Can I be honest for a moment? Transparent?
I am perhaps one of the most private people you could ever encounter. It is a sheer act of God that I write. That I bear my soul with my pen, that I use the internet or profusely post on social media pages. Left to my own, I’d write for me alone (like I used to do)—just me and my journal keeping everything I write to myself with bits of it spilling out in personal notes I like to mail to
Tonight I ran into the market for just a couple items. It’s was late, the store would be closing, I only had about ten minutes…
I was able to fetch the items I needed, all two, and head to the registers. The store, which is usually quite busy during the day, was slow and lacking traffic because of the time of day it was. I moved in and out of the store quickly. As I climbed in my car I happened to look out the passenger side window, I happened to