sometimes when I dance
I remember how I used to dance
not as a stripper
but when I first started dancing
for Him
has it changed?
does it matter?
as I grow closer
if that’s even possible
will the movements change
or is my dance
my dance
in the arms of Him
Who twirls me in His Love
dancing
“Sorry If I’m in the Way”
sometimes people wonder
why I go up front with my flags
there’s something about FEELING the music
not just hearing it Continue reading
“The Last Dance”
control inside the house
independence
the lock on the door
hiding from the wind
keeping everything out
even Him Continue reading
For the One-on-One
For the most part, since the beginning of the year, only a handful of women have come to JC’s Girls (and not all at one time). There’ve been many times when no one’s showed up at all, and that’s okay.
The ministry wasn’t started for a group that already existed. No, the ministry was started for women to have a place to go for prayer support and for the teaching of freedom.
Last night, I didn’t expect anyone to show up but wanted to be there in case anyone did, and wouldn’t you know it…someone showed up. Continue reading
“My Dreams”
the violin
speaking
traveling
photography
auto mechanics
crocheting
dancing down the aisle
gardening
canning
painting
singing
producing
publishing
composing
having someone to talk to
about anything
my past, present, or future
“Tip Toes”
my life poured out
in a dance
for all to see
or look away
each word
a motion
each move
emotion Continue reading
“A Dance with Desires”
God has kissed
the simplest desires of my heart
the ones I would’ve
pushed aside
the ones I would’ve
turned away from
He’s met
with His hand out
dancing all around
dipping each one in His love
twirling them into existence
for me to see
“Money”
not much time needs to be spent in my heart
until I think of dancers
prostitutes
women
until I think about God’s treasures
waiting to be found Continue reading
Kingdom Finance
I think this will be a quick post. We’ll see.
Even though the craft fair seemed like a dead end on Saturday, there was goodness to be had. Not only did I receive a one hundred dollar bill as a donation for my next booth, but I also received an order through Etsy.
The donation convinced me to not quit, and the order convinced me to keep going. I had even made a comment to Carolyn about if I could bring in that much ever day, we’d be fine. Well, guess what? Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 