Not Dying Out

When I first learned to make worship flags, it was really tough for me to create. My friend, David, is the one who taught me. I would be in front of the white silk, silent…afraid to put any color on at all. He would be nearby, encouraging me to think of different colors, styles, etc. It was SO hard for me, and then, after I learned, I was on my own.

The first time I dyed flags at my home, I wanted him there (simply because I didn’t think I could do it on my own), That first day, I called him so many times. I, literally, did not think I could do it, but then I remembered something I learned. Continue reading

Overdrawn and Out of Gas

It’s funny: the title of this was my reality yesterday, and I believe yesterday happened, so that I would have this title, and someday, it’ll be the title of a book I’ll write about faith. Faith: it’s in me; I know it; I breathe it; I live it. But there are times, when, the reality of not having much makes fear a temptation, and yesterday was one of those times. Continue reading

“Overwhelmed”

My friend took pictures of me with my flags. Each one expresses my heart for God.
My friend took pictures of me with my flags. Each one expresses my heart for God.

in a field
with my flag
no music
just a thought

‘thank You, God’

thank You for showing me love
thank You for saving my innocence
thank You for seeing my beauty
and showing it to others

He sees my dance
and He smiles