I wonder if God waits for us to make the time for Him to fully move through us, to play with our imagination, to make His reality of heaven come to life here on earth. On the second day of my new job, I designed a new flag, and it’s absolutely gorgeous! And wouldn’t you know it: I argued with God about it. Continue reading
purity
“Isaiah Six:Two”
no way to see
only trusting
His Voice
no walking backwards
only following
His Voice
no sight
no steps
only wings to fly Continue reading
Hairy Legs, Tears, and Laughter
Yesterday, Carolyn was doing homework on the computer, so my writing had to wait. I “could’ve” attempted to write from my phone, but trust me: that would have taken SO long, so I decided to wait, and let me tell you…this story of transformation is well worth the wait. Continue reading
Control Your Soul
Last week, I was sitting at my desk, and the thought of one of my single friends came to mind, and as I thought of him, my body reacted in a way that I don’t allow. In that moment, I spoke to my soul out loud and told it to submit to my spirit, and I told my body to submit to my soul. Then, I told my spirit to listen to the voice of God’s Holy Spirit, and I blessed my spirit with purity, righteousness, holiness, and, in an instant, the arousal went away. Is it that easy? Yes! Continue reading
“Hope”
I never thought
anyone would want to read
what I had to say
I never thought
anyone would look at me
and see purity
I never thought
I’d look in the mirror
and like what I see
I never thought
I’d dance with flags
in front of a church
I never thought
I’d be able to sleep
without a drink
I never thought
I’d want my kids
to grow up like me
I never thought
I’d wait till my wedding day
to be kissed
I never thought
I’d ever start
my own business
I never thought
anyone would want to read
what I had to say
but Jesus knew it all
My New Dance
Probably since in the womb, when music would play, my body would move. I have always loved to dance, but when I became a Christian, I had heard that dancing was bad. Well, in most of my life, it had been, so when worship music would come on, my body would move to the rhythm, but I would control it because of the feelings that would overcome me.
When my body would move to the sound of worship, I would feel dirty…filthy…like I wanted attention, money, sex, so I would do my best to stop the movement but didn’t know how to stop the negative feelings associated with it and never spoke a word about it to anyone. Continue reading
Digging Deeper
Yesterday, pizza lunch was great with Lee and Mike. We were all starving. Since I’m not homeless, I probably should’ve eaten a little before as to not devour part of the pizza, but I didn’t, so I ate two slices. It was one of the best pizzas I’ve ever eaten. Next time, I’m ordering an extra large, so we can all be full. Lee dropped half of his second slice, so I picked it up and brushed it off. If it was me, I probably would’ve eaten it, but he set it aside for the squirrels and grabbed another slice. As we were eating, we were talking. Continue reading
A Battle for Purity…Being Won
Last night at bible study, we almost thought that no one would show. Janel co-leads the ministry with me, and we had been there for almost an hour, recapping things that happened at the convention, discussing strategies for next time, when, all of a sudden, a beauty walked in, and she was so excited about life!
She’s been coming to our study for awhile. We’ve walked beside her through the ups and downs of life. We’re friends, and that’s what happens in our study: we become friends with you and experience life with you, and she was ready to share her experiences lately about her battle for purity. Continue reading
A Modern Day Mary Magdalene
My weekend with God was amazing! At first, I was fasting, but when I woke up Saturday morning, God told me, “I want to spoil you. I want you to eat.” My first thought was, “I wonder if breakfast is still going on.” My second thought was, “Of course it is! You just invited me to eat.” Breakfast was being served, and it was super yummy.
This was the most restful retreat ever! I constantly had my soaking music playing. I prayed, read, wrote, slept, and ate…in that order every time. One of the things I had prayed for and studied into was a revelation of the power and authority I am able to walk in. I had just read Luke 9:1 and was getting ready to read chapter eight, when I went to eat dinner.
As I sat down with my dinner on Saturday evening, I met a couple of gentlemen who sat at the same table with me. (There were a couple of youth and college retreats going on.) In conversation, we found out that we (one of the men and I) were both leaders and started talking about leadership. When he found out about JC’s Girls, he was amazed.
This past year, I’ve learned to only share about my past when led by the Holy Ghost. This was one of those times. I began sharing about what God had brought me out of: the stripping, the selling my body, etc.,…he was amazed. I then shared with him about what purity meant to me, that – even though I’ve slept with over one hundred men – I don’t want to be kissed until my wedding day. He just marveled. (I offered to come and speak to his college group about purity. That would be cool.)
As he listened to me share, he said, “Wow! A modern day Mary Magdalene…you don’t see that very often, when someone with your past gets totally freed.” I shared with him about dancing with flags, what God has redeemed through that, showed them both the flags, and gave him my card. He said, “What a powerful ministry: Mary Magdalene Ministries. Thank you for sharing your testimony. That’s power! I’m going to be speaking about you.”
They left, and I sat there and cried. What God has done with me is amazing! The reason there is power in my testimony is because I know my identity. Nothing form my past will ever stop me from walking in who I am. Actually, I speak of “a” past, but it’s not “my” past. My past was buried forever. Every day, I’m creating a new past, and it’s glorious!
I went back to my room to read up on Mary Magdalene. Guess where you can find her? Luke 8, the very chapter I was about to read!! I cried some more.
On Sunday morning, that same gentleman asked if he could continue using my testimony. I told him he could use me forever.
