Do you ever think about who's out there listening I write this blog, throw these ideas into the air But I'll never know who hears them. Who sees beyond the void... I think of the words that have changed my life The moments I stumbled across something that shook me to my soul. There are … Continue reading Who are you?
So there's this thing about life... We all have a story and that story defines us, empowers us, or derails us. What will your story be? Will you tell it openly or live in fear of what repercussions it may bring? I, too long, lived in fear of my story. My story, even the worst … Continue reading This is my story
The dark can be so daunting The light can seem so dim Still, from heaven, you are calling. Can I hear your voice again? No fear in death or life, though all of hell presses in Your voice, the roaring lion, shatters mountains and hangs on the wind. Still small voice, speak to me. I'm … Continue reading Listening
I’m just a girl Standing on the edge Ready to jump Knowing I can fly The water waits below His word And I can never dive deep enough There is no bottom Only grace
Reactive, by definition is the tendency to react or to be characterized by reactance. I think most people I know fall into the category of chronic reactors. We so often relinquish control to others or our circumstances. We see it in the lives of those terrified to move because they are so afraid of what … Continue reading Who’s in Control?
The whole of the gospel speaks of dying to ones self in order that Christ may live within. I have often prayed the prayer that David prayed in Psalm 51:10 "Create in me a clean heart, O God, And renew a steadfast spirit within me." There's risk involved with praying such prayers. For the heart … Continue reading Renewed
Autopilot - when I go through the motions Head down, resolved, ready to do whatever it takes to make it happen And then I sometimes break as resistance pushes me to realize I'm not built to maintain; I'm built for greatness. Not greatness I've built with the persistent efforts of my hands, but greatness that comes … Continue reading Autopilot
There's a grace that digs deep Core of strength extends lofty to the sky Outward, stretched, fallen man reaching for a savior Redeemed and strong his boughs grow Boldly lifted to heights he never dreamed He searches for more Always reaching Always hoping Faith finding him ransomed Free he soars with the heavens From … Continue reading Banyan
I’m standing in a room alone. It’s dark, foggy, shadowy and gray. Before me, a mirror stands singularly. It’s the centerpiece of the room. It’s as if my presence there is more triviality than importance. Everything revolves around this monument of reflective glass. It haunts me. Though it has no voice, I can almost hear … Continue reading Behind the Broken Glass
Gripping my heart, the things I thought I'd let go, fingers flexed to squeeze out tears and the strangest of fears. I thought I'd forgiven. I guess there's still work to be done. I had a strange dream a few weeks ago about someone I haven't thought about in years. This person happened to be … Continue reading Forgiveness