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?
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
We are told to love our enemies My greatest enemy is me I fight against my will and my brain when they try to make me give up or over think I fight against my doubts that would try to name me unloved I wish I could call myself perfect but what a boring journey … Continue reading Love your Enemy
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
In my own little world I become numb The small of my back resting in a small little chair In my small little house on a small little street In a small little town Where the green grass grows all around, all around... The days go by one by one like a blur and I … Continue reading The Edge of the World
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've decided that doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back! Especially in my house with teenagers and their smaller siblings running rampant. They hide in dark corners and conspire about how to get yet ANOTHER cup when my back is turned. And it doesn't help that the older ones have learned … Continue reading Doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back!
I can be so forgetful! I am stubborn and independent in nature. I have this way of going about life as if it were solely mine to live, as if I can handle everything just fine by myself. The weight and responsibility of the world rest upon my shoulders alone. The earth and all its … Continue reading Keep it Simple
In rural, southern Ohio somewhere there is a band of stuffed animals and baby dolls who were once taught the word of God. When I was a little girl, I was convinced that I would be a preacher and a singer. I would play church with my stuffed animals in the backyard. I would lead … Continue reading Reinvented