Dreams: most of them good; some of them bad
Visions: not everyone has them; not everyone believes in them
Even as I start to write, it feels odd because it’s about someone else, whom I haven’t asked permission from to write about, so I’ll leave the name out and make the gender general. I’m not too familiar with the timeline, but that’s not the “meat” of what this is about. As you read, you’ll find out what I mean. Continue reading
Sometimes, I don’t understand how to fit in or if I want to. Sometimes, it feels like people make life seem harder than it needs to be. Sometimes, my parenting is questioned, so I question my parenting. Whatever the thoughts may be, I always remember to look at them through God’s eyes and only ponder thoughts that are in line with heaven. Continue reading
Yesterday, we walked the street near the trolley station in Lemon Grove and met some really neat people: men just hanging out; Jehovah’s Witnesses who really didn’t want to talk with us; the owner of a smoke shop; etc, but there are a couple moments I feel led to share with you in detail, so here we go. Continue reading
Over twenty years ago, a friend of mine tried to speak to me through a movie, but I couldn’t hear him. He took me to go see “When a Man Loves a Woman.” I assumed it was because this friend loved me. The movie was about a woman with a drinking problem. After the movie, we went to the liquor store to buy me a bottle of Tequila. I had no idea what he was trying to say, until years later. Continue reading
What if there didn’t need to be a “process” to be free? It’s funny: I’ve always been told I needed to go through a process to be freed from anything, but nowhere in the bible does it tell me that. So, what if there could be a way to be freed spontaneously, in the moment, by grabbing hold of Truth where lies had taken hold…now, THAT sounds more like the bible and what I’ve been witnessing lately. Continue reading
there’s more to life
than sitting in church
standing still to sing
glancing at the time
hoping it would fly by
faster
there’s more to life
than sex Continue reading
Yesterday, as I was making flags, God was speaking to me about the silk of the thread being woven into the material around the weight, and He was relating it with Christ to the church and the husband in the home. I’m not even sure how this will all flow because it doesn’t feel very complete in my head, but God’s telling me to write about it, so we’ll see what happens. Continue reading
Last night, I stopped by church to drop something off for Carolyn, and I was asked to talk with a woman, who had a black eye. She was ready to leave, so I ran to meet her. It was amazing! Continue reading
Last night, I was sitting in bed reading in the bible, and it didn’t take long for me to be wrecked. I was reading in Hebrews, chapter eleven: a chapter I’ve read a bunch of times, and came to a point where I couldn’t continue.
I’ve learned not to “rush” through the bible. I have an entire lifetime to read it, so why not take me time through life to do so. I would rather read one Scripture and become it than read a whole chapter and forget it. Anyway, the part that wrecked me was about Abraham and Sarah.
I’ve always read about their unwavering faith, about waiting for a son, and I would speak and teach about how THAT’s what God recorded, not where they had fallen short, and that’s about as far as my teaching went on that, but last night, God opened up a whole new revelation to me. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 