when the Spirit of the LORD
breathes through my soul
it changes my direction
it makes me whole
like a mighty wind
like a gentle breeze
like a quiet storm
come transform me Continue reading
“Wind That Changes”
music
“Freedom to Create”
When I was a little girl, I had dreams: dreams of becoming a mom, dreams of becoming a teacher, dreams of being loved, etc., and along the way, some of those dreams were forgotten (or stolen), and I lived my life as an adult in a place of settling because this-was-just-the-way-it-was-going-to-be. Of course, that was a lie from the pit of hell, but it sure did pull me down to that pit with it, until God… Continue reading
“Never Change”
I live in faith
I call Your Name
You hear my voice
and stay the same
throughout
You never change
my God Continue reading
“Kingdom Kajon”
The sound
not a drum
but the beat
of a heart
as it listens
to the music
and plays
anointed
blessed
designed by God
through the hands
of His servant
Daniel Simonek
Lunch for Three?
Yesterday, on my walk to meet Lee, I thought about life, about if one person can really make a difference in this world, if reaching one person was enough. Lately, God’s been speaking to me about how it was important to leave the ninety-nine to find the one. Even the other night, when Scott took us out to dinner, he parked in space ninety-nine. I was listening. God is always talking to us, we just need to remember to listen.
As I walked up to where Lee was sitting, a young man from the other direction approached, too. As he grew nearer, he said, “It’s time for our visit.” He had a violin, which totally excited me. His name was Anthony. Lee moved to the ground, I sat in the chair, and Anthony sat on the other side and pulled out his violin. When he found out who I was, he was very excited. He said I was well talked about and said he was hoping to meet me someday. Then, he began to play. Continue reading
A Friend from Heaven
Yesterday was a bit overwhelming at times, so I was so looking forward to stepping away from my desk at lunch time and heading to the park. I really wanted to talk, so I did the usual: text someone to see if they could talk. No one answered but God, Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 