Coffee and Prayer

Well, I believe God is preparing me for more orders to pour in because, yesterday, my production tripled. Not only did I sew a bunch of flags, but two orders were delivered and one order was picked up. Bring it on, God; I’m ready!

As I was delivering flags, I planned to meet my friend at a coffee shop, which ended up being in a grocery store, so we changed our meeting place to an espresso shop in the same plaza.

While crossing the parking lot to wait for my friend, I noticed a woman smoking a cigarette, waiting for her friend to finish talking with people. I went up to her and started chatting with her. Continue reading

Strength of Love

If you’ve been keeping up with my posts, you’d know how time consuming these past few weeks have been, with my ex-husband in town. It took me over a day to recover and almost a week to catch up on flag making. (I’m still not caught up!) During this time, I also haven’t gone to see Lee in the park, and yesterday, God prompted me to do so.

There was a part of me that didn’t know how he would react to my visit, since I’ve been so busy with family and the business, but nothing stops me (normally) from following God’s voice, so regardless of how I “felt,” I took him some lunch. Continue reading

Among the Waves

Yesterday, I met some friends at the beach, and we had a really good time. It’s funny how God works, how He talks, what and who He speaks through. As I was watching the kids in the water, God spoke.

Torrey Pines Beach, La Jolla, CA
Torrey Pines Beach, La Jolla, CA

Out in the waves was a daddy with his little girl. He was holding her hand, and every time a wave crashed into them, he would lift her up to keep her head out of water, and as the wave passed, he would hold onto her, so she wouldn’t drift away, and amidst me watching them, God said, “That’s what I do,” and He continued.

“As the waves of life come crashing into you, I hold you by the hand and keep you above water, so you won’t drown, and so you won’t be carried away. I keep your head above the waters.”

It was so general and so personal. I wonder how many things dads do out of “instinct,” all the while prompted by God to reflect His love. It was so amazing.

My kids had so much fun. We stayed from eleven in the morning until five-thirty in the afternoon, which was very unusual for us. We’ve always been the type of family that goes in the water, dries off, and goes home. We never stay very long, but this time, we were all fine with staying. We left so late that we hit traffic, but it didn’t bother us because we had so much fun in the car together. Next time, we’re going on one of Katie’s days off, so she’ll be with us.

“Victory of Identity”

they call me victorious
yet friends walk away
they call me victorious
yet bills pile up

victory isn’t about what you have or who you’re with
victory is knowing who you are in Him
the One Who is VICTORIOUS

open your eyes to hear
open your ears to see
and follow your heart

Victorious Nightmare

Last night, I had the weirdest (and scariest dream). Here it goes.

It started off with the church marrying me, Carolyn, and someone else off, but I can’t remember who the someone else was. The church chose the people and set everything up. We were all sitting in a room, and then it hit me: I didn’t even know the heart of the person, which is super important to me, so we all took off, but before we did, we got a hold of the names of who we were to marry, so me and the kids went on a journey to see who the church had picked. Continue reading

Good Reflection

Yesterday, I was reminded of how I used to live with expectations of people, and it was very unhealthy for me, but at the time, I didn’t even notice it.

Before I got sober, which was almost ten years ago, I used to struggle A LOT, and I expected everyone who had money to help me. I mean…they had the money, so why not? I just didn’t understand what the big problem was. AND to top it all off, most of the time, I expected people to help me without asking them. Well, that wasn’t a good way to live. Continue reading