recently
I heard a roomful of people
exclaim their excitement
of the world ending
like next week
why Continue reading
truth
“The Inside I See”
when Jesus looks at
the heart in me
He’ll find reflection
of purity Continue reading
“Love is Alive”
a heart that doesn’t know God
doesn’t know God
a heart that feels unloved
feels unloved Continue reading
Spontaneous Freedom
What if there didn’t need to be a “process” to be free? It’s funny: I’ve always been told I needed to go through a process to be freed from anything, but nowhere in the bible does it tell me that. So, what if there could be a way to be freed spontaneously, in the moment, by grabbing hold of Truth where lies had taken hold…now, THAT sounds more like the bible and what I’ve been witnessing lately. Continue reading
Footprints in the Heart
The other night, I was in the Worship Room in El Cajon and was totally wrecked by God’s Truth in my heart. This room is meant for soaking, not for dancing, not for talking…for soaking, so that’s what I did, and it didn’t take long for the intimacy of God to be magnified inside of me. Continue reading
“Whispers”
sometimes I wonder
do they see me
or do they see my past
do they guard their men
because of who I was
I mean
really
do they know I’m pure
or assume
I will never be silent
or hold back my laughter
I will never run
because of what they think
Truth made me free
Truth breathes through my life
Truth will always stand
Truth lives inside of me
“Open Heart”
Close your eyes
let Him breathe
through the spots
that seem untouched
Close your eyes
let Him breathe
through
Close your mind 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
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 