We’ve been talking about your jail cell for a long time. How hard it is to live there, how stifling and oppressive it is. You want out, but you feel trapped – bound – unable to escape.
You’ve cried yourself to sleep there countless nights. You ache to breathe the fresh air and wander open spaces you hear visitors talking about. Oh, the stories they tell!
Your longing to be free is so… (read more) Continue reading You need a “jail break”
Rooms of my heart have been re-opened and spring-cleaned. And I learned something amazing about myself through this recent experience of discovering attraction, engaging in vulnerability, lowering the drawbridge of my heart, moderating emotions, honest communication, and prayerful discernment. I have changed! #faith #hope #renovation #dating Continue reading Spring Cleaning of the Heart
We think to ourselves … She made it! She conquered! She has arrived! (at the place of rest and rejoicing) To which I think she might say, “Please don’t look at me that way.” It’s time to true-up our Identity! …. read more Continue reading Who Am I (AYFH wk 34)
I should know better, for I have been here -in this place- countless times before. Dreaming, pursuing, preparing, envisioning my success. At the beginning of the process … the dreaming, pursuing and preparing part … enthusiasm is high. My imagination soars … and then … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 18)
The sin of stealing a few manila folders from the office supply cabinet ranks way below the sin of embezzlement – but both are thievery. Gluttony vs drug addiction. Venomous words vs physical abuse. Somehow, it all too often ends up that the sins that you and I struggle with fall to the lesser end of the ranking system (downgraded with words like “issues” or “struggles”) while someone else’s sins (that are not a temptation to us and therefore with whom we can’t relate) are ranked higher and are undoubtedly more offensive to God. It should not be so in the church. Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 17)
I recently attended a fund raiser for women in crisis and watched a video in which several young women shared their stories of abandonment, abuse, and failed relationships. My heart ached for each woman, and my mothers heart wanted so very badly to be able to give them a long and comforting embrace. Thankfully, their individual stories are gradually being transformed on a day-by-day basis. And listening to the stories of these … Continue reading But God
I hope you enjoyed Part 1 of this post. Thankfully, it turned out that my imagination was the enemy that day. But not all my enemies have been imaginary, and a few of them have been terrifying. My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death have fallen on me. Fear and trembling have beset me; horror has overwhelmed me. I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would … Continue reading 911 (Part 2) – When The Enemy Is At The Door
When I was a girl, we had 4 fruit trees growing in the front yard. Since I was the youngest of 7 kids, guess who always got stuck picking up the rotten fruit that fell off the trees … ME! One day, while picking up rotten fruit, two kids from down the block came by and picked a few apples off one of the trees. … Continue reading Who Am I? (part 2)
Putting Hope To Work 