I woke up this morning feeling heavy hearted the same as I did when I fell to sleep last night. God, where are you? Maybe that’s something you’re asking yourself right now. I know I am. But here, down beneath my hurt and heart ache, I know something on a deeper level and I have personal experience with its truth—
God is there, right beside you.
He’s always been there.
He is faithful.
He is protector.
He is confidant.
He is friend.
He loves the color of your skin, whatever shade it is.
He loves you
I have written out a prayer for America. She needs ourprayer so much right now. If you haven’t been praying or don’t pray…it may be a good time to begin. If you are not comfortable or don’t know the words to pray, I wanted to help by writing a mini blueprint you can follow along and pray with. Remember, there are no perfect words or prayers, all prayer is effective and can change circumstances. Your prayers just need to be sincere and prayed!
Let us come together and pray for
Prayer has Power
Try this little prayer with me. It won’t hurt a thing and you might be surprised at the peace it brings to your heart, mind and soul.
“All around I am bound. It may seem as though I have no power, but I choose to look up and I look for you, God. For you are the higher power who can lift me right out of my shackles and my doubt. With you, God, I become free. Help me see—free me. Amen.”
I declare over you right now an added
You can handle this. . .
There is no one better for this than you.
That’s why God gave the opportunity to you.
Even in a struggle, you’ve been equipped with the strength to shoulder it.
You will know what to do.
You will feel your discernment speak. You will not sink. You will swim. You will rise and your life will thrive…and so will you.
Speaking to some strong, but weary hearts….
Just begin again, every day, doing better and better. You are a fighter. The prize of your life is worth the fight. Hold on,
God bless America
Native and True
The hopeful red, white and blue.
God bless America
I truly love you and all you represent—
Peace, Love and Unity for every man.
Common or not—we each are given equal opportunity for Life, Love and Liberty.
God bless America and her soil.
God bless America and every soldier who has been sent to foreign lands.
Guide her path, Father, guide her strong—
Better days ahead for her, her future bright and long.
God bless America and grant her
Under the right conditions the heart can become a raging inferno~enflamed with Love, Hope, Passion.
Under the right conditions the human heart can overflow will all kinds of goodness.
Under the right conditions moisture can return and strength to the stem and to the bloom of a heart that has been withered, wilted and dry.
Under the right conditions people can thrive.
Under the right conditions people gain courage to try things they’ve never tried before because they know they are loved and adored.
What an excellent day.
I hear it was Heaven made.
But what exactly does that mean to you?
A Heaven made day means something different to everyone, but here’s a glimpse into my heart and what stirs me deeply. For me…this is what it means.
I love the free expression my heart yields in His Presence. It is frequently found in my pen, but when I speak it is found there as well. Time spent meditating on God, reading, writing, praying—these things bring out the best in me.
There is the world we see and then there is the spirit world we don’t. We are spirits with bodies. Who we truly are resides in the soul. And everything about us exudes from there. Who we are on the inside is what makes us beautiful. What we are on the outside is what can be seen immediately. It’s important to care for our bodies and present well because first impressions matter whether we want them to or not. But getting to know a person is when we find out
I am positive.
I am not negative.
When a deleterious, hopeless thought crosses my mind I reject it.
I am not weak or tired.
I am energized.
Because the Word says that when I am weak I am strong.
I have a zeal and fervor that is unstoppable.
I am decided.
The goal and vision are strong in my mind, but even stronger in my heart.
I can push through my pain threshold and achieve all that God has placed inside of me to do.
God believes in me, so I believe in me, too.
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