Every once in awhile, I remember something pretty heavy from my past and feel led to write about it. Not everyone wants to read that stuff, so if you’re one of those people who don’t like it or worry too much about me, I suggest you move past this piece of heart. Continue reading

Locking Your Own Chains

Do you ever have those moments where something enters your thoughts, your heart, and you have to do something or else you’ll explode?

That was me about twenty minutes ago, and you’re lucky I didn’t write then. I’ve calmed down some. I’ve spent time with God and still can’t contain what’s going on inside me, so I’m writing it out.

I don’t understand unforgiveness within the church, and I refuse to try to. Continue reading

In Plain Sight

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

Porn in the Way

Very rarely do I write without knowing how to begin, but this morning, that’s what I’m going through…with tears in my eyes. In my time with God, He spoke to me about the hearts of men. How precious those hearts are!

In JC’s Girls, which is a ministry that reaches out to women in the adult entertainment industry, some of our largest donations have come from men, and the ones I’ve received eye-to-eye, I’ve seen a veil of guilt and shame over their eyes, which has tugged on my heart. Continue reading