Last night, I had plans, but God changed them, and through following His voice, I ended up on the freeway early this morning, passing trucker after trucker, finding myself praying for each one of them. Continue reading
motels
“Motel 6”
passing the motel
is she in there
trapped in a body
under a body
making money
that won’t fill her up Continue reading
Respect v. Rejection
Yesterday, for some reason, I began to think of the time when I began to “really” walk with God: with spirit, soul, AND body. Before, I’d worshiped God with spirit and soul…no problem, but to give Him my body seemed nearly impossible, until two thousand and nine. Continue reading
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
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 