that moment of fear
of the world
of pressure
of reality
reality that doesn’t exist
when Continue reading
that moment of fear
of the world
of pressure
of reality
reality that doesn’t exist
when Continue reading
if I could sell what’s in my heart
I’d be rich
because of what’s in my heart
I “am” rich
It’s funny: right after I had received that powerful word from Graham Cooke last weekend about faith, I was confronted with fear about my finances and almost looked to the world for help, but God stopped me and spoke through a friend. Since that talk with my friend, amazing things have happened. Continue reading
broke and broken
regular jobs won’t work
when you’re spoiled
in getting what you want
so you sell what you live in
‘it’s just a body anyway’ Continue reading
I’m sure there are perfect Christians out there, who never agree with fear, never have doubt, never lose track, etc., but I’m not one of them, and yesterday, I made the mistake of looking at my bank account balance…never a good idea, but Nathan wanted some specific food from Sam’s Club, so I needed to check.
When I saw my balance, I thought, “Oh, no! What am I doing! How is this going to make sense! The kids depend on me. What am I going to do?, etc.” It was fast. It was accurate (to the world). It was NOT Kingdom living, and I got sucked right into it. It was crazy. Continue reading
dancing
in a dream
that’s reality
twirling
up on stage
with new desires
beauty
of the flag
released from my heart
do they know
do they realize
does it matter
being up on stage
not craving attention
being up on stage
not looking for money
being up on stage
dancing only for ONE
dancing
to the rhythm of His Love
to the breath of His Spirit
to the thoughts He has of me
years forgotten
time restored
angelic present
releasing a song
of redemption
Yesterday, God had more than one encounter lined up for me, but the one I’ll share with you now is the one with Lee. When I walked up to him, he was asleep, slumped in his chair. I’m so glad he has a chair to be slumped in, but at the same time, my heart wants him to have a bed. I gently woke him, and he rose to give me his seat..such a gentleman. While he situated himself on the ground, I sat down, and we began to talk. Continue reading