2018: A Year For Hope (Week 15)
When the circumstances of life come against you, and they will, who’s words are you going to prioritize? The voice you hear determines whether or not you can overcome! Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 15)
When the circumstances of life come against you, and they will, who’s words are you going to prioritize? The voice you hear determines whether or not you can overcome! Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 15)
… imagery is forming in my spirit about venturing into lands of milk and honey.
But just like the 10 spies who saw giants in the land and counseled Moses not to go in to possess what God had promised, you and I can’t take possession of the things God has promised us if we are bound by fear… Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 13)
I have tried to paint this word picture at least seven times since that phone call, but I have never been satisfied … deeply, internally, and spiritually satisfied with my efforts until last week, March 15th. I woke that morning at 1:30 am and when I couldn’t get back to sleep, I decided to try again to capture what was in my heart. And this time, the Holy Spirit painted with me. Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 12)
My spiritual backyard is littered with tomb stones of hopes and dream-seeds I’ve buried over the years. Some graves I visit periodically to mourn over their loss. Some I have so completely forgotten about that I must kneel down and read the headstone just to remember what they were. And when God brings one of those long dead dream-seeds back to life … #dreamseeds #hope #faith Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 10)
What are some of the lies the enemy tells you? Why is it the voice of FEAR always seems so much louder than the voice of HOPE? Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 4)
She closes the door and leans up against it, but it does no good. She can still hear the cutting rants of her stepson as he shouts to the world how much he hates her, how he wishes his dad never married her, and begs her to go away and leave them alone. Sometimes she thinks it might be better if she did leave, as … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 3)
“I hate my job”, he mumbles to no one particular. “It was the best way to put food on the table when the kids were small, but then there was a mortgage to pay, and college after that. I didn’t mind so much when Barb was there to come home to – but she’s long gone now. I’m old and I’m tired. I feel trapped … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 2)
He wakes at 5 am, gets in a quick workout, and starts the workday by 7:30. He works hard and makes enough to keep the bills paid, sometimes with a little extra at the end of the month. His friends know him as a kind and well-adjusted guy, someone who has weathered some tough storms in recent years but emerged OK on the other side. … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 1)