Earlier this week, something was said to me that wasn’t true, yet it made me cry. I spent time in my bedroom (away from the kids) and cried on my pillow: ready to give up dancing, ready to stay home, ready to be hidden. All of those feelings rose up in the tears, but since I knew they were all lies, I got over it and moved on…so I thought. Continue reading
legalism
In the Presence of Honor
Last night, I was invited to a very special meeting and ended up in a room full of people honoring one another. I sat there thinking, “How did I get invited to this? Thank you, God, for thinking of me.” It was truly amazing: a night of ordination, a night of declaring what’s to come, a night of honoring those stepping up into their calling. There’s just something about “honor,” and I’ve been talking to God a lot about it lately because I haven’t fully understood it, and I felt like God answered a lot of my questions by placing me in that room. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 