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
This post is a little different from my standard posts. I'm sharing with you what I wrote this morning while reading my Bible. Last night was a particularly difficult night for me. This morning, Is brighter because His word brings life and hope. Hopefully, you can glean something from it that will encourage you today. … Continue reading It is Enough!
I don't want to be here. This place, my soul hates, this void of existence....but here I am. People talk from the outside about who I should be, who I am, the next moves I should make in this existence that is my life. What do they know? This place is a place of pain, … Continue reading Optimism
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
I realized something about myself this morning. As much as I hate to admit it. I can be a bit short-sighted. My husband and I have had big plans for our property since we purchased it and remodeled it a few years back. He is a dreamer in every sense of the word, but he's so … Continue reading Under Construction
My kids teach me something everyday. Life with children is certainly an adventure. Last night as I was giving my last round of snuggles to my five-year old and tucking him in for the night, I said the words I so often say to him. "Goodnight mighty man of God. Do you know you will … Continue reading Identity
Let me start with an apology, despite the fact that my husband tells me frequently to stop apologizing. I apologize far too frequently for things I shouldn't, but that's a story for another post... I apologize for allowing my head to stop my heart from living. I apologize for allowing circumstance to dictate my perceptions. … Continue reading Reflecting on the Absence of Me
All I can seem to think about the last few days is what it is to be squeezed. Maybe you can relate. You know that feeling when the walls, the ceiling, the air above, and the floor beneath you, seem to be closing in. It's that sensation of not knowing if you'll make it out...not … Continue reading The Squeeze
I haven’t been writing lately. Not because the desire has left me but because I knew what came out would be messy. Quite honestly, lately, life has been messy. All of the broken and jagged pieces I’d thought time had smoothed, surfaced with force, cutting through my clay heart and thin skin. What remained was … Continue reading Messy Me