Abandoned Heart

Many times, God will reveal to me insight on what to write about before the morning comes. This time, I sat in His Presence and waited for His direction.

Last night, after the workshop and a visit with a friend, a very close friend of mine had an emergency and needed to be picked up from a motel. I didn’t hesitate at all and barely broke any speed limit laws to get there.

When this person got in the car, there were tears. Right off the bat, I asked, “Do you need to spend the night?”, and said, “You don’t have to tell me anything.” Continue reading →

Living the Truth

The other day, one of the neatest and one of the worst things happened. Over the past year or so, I’ve been learning a lot more truth and have made it a point to live out all that I’ve learned: in church, on the streets, in my home, etc., and one thing I especially like is the way my kids learn at home.

I never make my kids go to church. I used to guilt them into going on Mother’s Day, Easter, and Christmas, but even that stopped. I never wanted to force them and always felt like it was my job to teach them at home.

When I say “teach,” I’m merely explaining how I live by example. I don’t set them down with a bible, paper, and a pen. I live what I believe and then explain why I’m living it. Sometimes, they don’t listen, but sometimes, they do. Continue reading →

The Broken Road

Recently, I’ve been chatting with a dancer overseas, who hasn’t had the perfect life. I don’t believe many of us have, but one thing that’s stood out to me is how devastating it can be to live a life that seems like a broken road.

I wonder if that’s why Jesus is considered the “Bridge.” Continue reading →

The Captive Thoughts

Yesterday, I had my first customer, who was unhappy about her flags. As she was explaining over the phone why she didn’t like them, she said, “What do I do?” I told her to send them back, and I would refund her money. At first, I was fine, but then, I read something about not letting it affect me, and all of a sudden, it affected me. Continue reading →