Lord,

I invite you into my Tabernacle of Hope.
I have been sifted deeply and completely;
But within it all you have never left my side.
You bore my stain that I might gain something intimate, something lovely,
something created for my goodness sake.
Then your Love walks in, radiant and bright. Your Love walks in and it has worn a path on my heart and stains the soil of my pen—

I will never be the same again.

You never leave me forlorn.
You’ve bore the scorn.
You took the sting of rejection and turned it into

When I fear sudden disaster—

I will raise a hallelujah.

When the world seems to be crashing in against me, I will remind myself that though a thousand may fall at my side and 10,000 at my right hand no harm will befall me. I am secure. (Psalm 91)

I will raise a hallelujah.

When it appears my enemy will trample me I am reminded I have been set apart for something greater and

I will raise a hallelujah.

When the sting of life leaves us

“I listen carefully to what God the Lord is saying, for He speaks peace in His faithful people.” Psalm 85:8

His wisdom has no measure, His greatness is Infinite. No mind can grasp Him, yet every heart can hold Him.
That’s my God!
He is above all. He is the Bridge for every gap or lack. He is the all time greatest Vision Caster and Dreamer. He is awesome beyond measure.
That’s my God!
He knows all, can do all, Repairer of Broken Walls and Restorer of streets without dwelling. He can take the shaken,

“Why, my soul, are you downcast?

Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God,

for I will yet praise him,

my Savior and my God.”

Psalm 45:3

Sometimes the dreams I dream in the night disquiet my soul. I am unsure of what I have seen and what does it mean? I know it means something. So I quietly speak to my Father and lay it upon His altar and entrust it there in His care. He has shown me these things for a reason and the time and season may be a later

Unconventional-not bound by or confirming to convention, rule, or precedent.

Let this word be used to describe you. And please, oh please, take it as a compliment!

I am learning more and more that some of the hardest things we go through—the toughest things that happen to us, are measured with and hinge upon something glorious we haven’t yet tread upon. They are, in fact, the catalyst to an open door to future blessing.

Let the fire you go through fan the Fire within you.

It may feel as though you have been

Though tears come through the Night…

Joy comes in the morning.

I bet that could also read Joy comes in the Mourning….grief gives way and births something amazing when we are married to God.

It literally JUST dawned on me as I was writing it!!! (No pun intended by using the word dawn 🤭)

I sent this thread to a friend who is grieving this morning. She replied that she has actually researched this and the word Morning. It is used both ways! So our Lord once again proves He has thought of everything.

Nothing surprises God. He looks at every single bit of creation and His Created…you…through the eyes of what He designed and made you to do.

All God needs if for us to agree to trust Him and then we begin to flourish and walk into every ounce of possibility He has declared faithfully.

Your life an extraordinary gift.

Living life to the fullest is a compilation of foundational decisions on life philosophy –what you believe and stand for–and then managing those decisions every day. Each day knowing you are better made than the

Prayer is like home.

Prayer is like a comfy couch and a cozy throw blanket you can wrap up in.

Prayer is like special time set aside for you and your best friend.

Prayer is like a warmly drawn bath where you can lean back and relax between the arms of your Beloved.

Prayer is like a garment well woven of the finest materials.

Prayer never goes out of style.

Prayer never grows cold (from heavens perspective).

Prayer never gets old.

Quite the contrary, it rejuvenates and restores.

It is a perpetual Fountain and those who drink from it

My pen is really just an ongoing love letter to heaven. My pen is also a love letter from heaven to humanity. So let’s just start this right off–

You are truly and earnestly loved. Perhaps this is difficult for you to grasp or receive. Yes, I understand, pure love can be very hard to receive. Most have little experience with it. But when it comes~do you feel that? When it comes it kind of disturbs, but in a way you kind of like. Things inside of

“My favorite part of the day is whatever part of the day You show up in…”

A Prayer to Heaven

How about you? What is your favorite part of the day? Do you have a favorite part? Or maybe you don’t like any of it? Or maybe you like all of it? I chose to endear it all for different reasons. I love being able to check things off of my to do list. But I also love just reflecting and basking and enjoying the picturesque scene that my day can bring.