On the mountain
wind blowing freely
a view untouched
By the ocean
the sound of waves
crashing on the soul
In the forest
trees standing tall
praising heaven
In a meadow
the fragrance of flowers
the scent of Jesus
Places in my heart:
where God’s on the throne
where love becomes real
where dreams are destiny
where moments are lived
On Thursday, I had forgotten my folding chairs at work, so yesterday, I thought about taking one with me on my lunch, just in case Lee was somewhere sitting in the shade, I’d be able to join him, so when I clocked out, I grabbed a chair, headed outside, and asked Holy Spirit where to walk and listened.
On the path He took me down, I ran into my friend, Jose, whom I haven’t seen in weeks. We stopped to chat. Continue reading
Yesterday, as I was grabbing my things to head out the door for lunch, I realized I wasn’t in “the mood” to really talk to anyone. Instead of loving others, I kind of wanted to go off in solitude and love myself. Isn’t that crazy! I’ve learned that we were created to become love, so whenever these “moods” hit me, I walk through them, and, normally, something amazing happens. Continue reading
Thought of
conceived
born
loved
neglected
passed on
forgotten Continue reading
In my heart burns a flame
out of this flame
is the aroma of love
breathed in
swallowed
released to others
to be
breathed in
swallowed
released to others
through the burning
of a flame in a
heart of love
Tears are beautiful
they mean so much
each set has a story
of its own
pain Continue reading
On Saturday, I was blessed to be a part of ACTIVATE, a workshop of loving people well. While there, you encounter amazing worship, hear amazing teachings on love, and hit the streets in teams to love others well. It’s really an incredible workshop, and on Saturday, a couple of our teams went to Carlsbad to pour out our love through God’s heart. Continue reading
Last night, no one showed up for JC’s Girls bible study. In that moment, I can either choose to see it as an evening off with God, or I can choose to see it as a pity party thrown by Satan. Well, it turned out to be totally different, and of course, I saw that “after.”
I think Satan looks for opportunities like this to cause one to doubt if they’re even hearing from God in what to do and how to do it. It actually turned out to be an evening full of worship and prayer, orchestrated by God to bring His Heart’s cry for our city into the atmosphere. Continue reading
A first step
to friendship
no intimacy
alone
How
a phone call is made
laughter is shared
souls connect
deeper Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 