The Hum of a Thousand Bees
The sound must be like the hum of a thousand bees. Yet, God knows our distinct voice.
When Life Doesn't Feel Abundant
It has been almost three and a half years in this season of our life, and it sure has not felt like abundance. It has felt more like deception and greed stacked on top of an earth-shattering journey of loss and grief. Oh how deep the arrow penetrates the soul when the instigators of the hellish vortex you find yourself in comes cloaked in Christianity, friendship, and even those you love.
Giving, But Is It Your Best?
Are you giving your best when God calls you to give or are you still sorting your closet looking for a little less than your best?
Gifts Bestowed by Grace, Part 2
“Over time, and I believe unintentionally, we’ve created our own criteria for those who we believe can best fulfill the will of God.” These words were the catalyst to my blog posts Gifts Bestowed By Grace Part 1 & 2
If we only coddle those we deem “qualified” based on our human measuring sticks, we miss the “least of these”. Those people Jesus himself declared qualified and justified through his sacrifice on the cross and the gift of the Holy Spirit.
Gifts Bestowed by Grace
“Over time, and I believe unintentionally, we’ve created our own criteria for those who we believe can best fulfill the will of God.” If our spiritual gifts are given to us in full measure by the grace of God, then who are we to apply worldly standards to Godly gifts? (Part 1 of 2)
Sea Glass
These things I shared today with you are just a glimpse of all the radiant sea glass God revealed when the waves of sorrow and loss crashed over our head and swept our lives and hearts out to sea.
When I think of sea glass with the sun sparkling off of it, I think of the beautiful colors of all the precious stones in heaven. I think of you. I think of Chris.
Until we meet again…
Love,
Blue Eyes
Called but Am I Enough?
I knew the conference was God’s preparation to have me step out into my calling and I just didn’t feel adequate or equipped, and the truth is I am still struggling. I kept thinking, God you know my brokenness and my baggage; I have made a lot of bad choices. I have hurt a lot of people, some intentional and some not, including myself, on my path of self- destruction. God kept saying back to me, yes you have, and I am going to use it for my glory so get over yourself. I have forgiven you and I know the plans I have for you. Plans to prosper you, not harm you. Plans for your future. You are ENOUGH, because I am ENOUGH.
More precious than gold
Can you say SPOILED BRAT?
That is how I was feeling. That feeling, the prick of my heart from the Holy Spirit, led me to repentance, that ultimately led me to gratefulness. Gratefulness that God loves me enough to send a homeless woman, (an angel, a precious ruby) to speak hope and gratitude into my life from the streets of Houston.
Muffin Top
Ok girls…so today I am struggling.
I had an unbelievably awesome day. We ran about 5 miles. I took a trip around the lake, went to some art galleries and had a fabulous dinner of sword fish. I know what you are thinking!! All that and she must look fabulous. But… here I am… struggling. Do you struggle too?
90 Seconds and a Wig Adjustment
Don’t you wish that is all it took…90 seconds and a wig adjustment to get our life together? 90 Seconds to soothe your deep hurt and disappointments?
Violent/Broken/Bloodied/Bruised/Restored
“Your son is dead. We think he may have swerved to miss a deer and lost control”. Collapse, shock, saltwater waves pouring over my head sucking me under, burning my lungs, stinging my eyes. I want reach out to comfort others around me that are feeling the impact but I can feel nothing, hear nothing. Paralysis.
I've Got The Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy...
I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart! But do I really? I certainly don't feel joyful. My surrounding circumstances don't feel joyful. If the Bible requires of us things we cannot immediately produce by our own power, does that mean joy too?
Even If...No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
Hide your heart so deeply in God that others will have to seek Him to see it and to understand the unconditional love you walk in.
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are had pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed but not in despair (at least not any more); persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4:7-9
The Beauty of Suffering
The image of the man in the mirror was created with limitations so that we might know the power and majesty of God, who has no limitations. The maker of heaven and earth. The ruler of ALL things.
Do You See Me?
Does your situation have you crying out to God “Do you see me?” Are you tired, worn-out; your heart, mind and body clothed in tattered rags? There is hope. There is a God who sees you even when you feel invisible.
Finding Joy in the Midst of Grief
If joy comes in the morning; how am I to find joy in my mourning? (Psalm 30:5)
Breaking The Stronghold
In Matthew 10:37, the bible says, “Anyone who loves their father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves their son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.” This verse struck my heart. My sin piercing deep. Great remorse spilled forth. The sorrow of my sin that once again proved me unworthy of the grace Jesus so freely pours out on me. I knew I loved Jesus, I knew I was saved by grace, but I wanted to learn to love Jesus more than anything, even my own flesh and blood. My children.