Today at work some co-workers had their panties in a twist, and I was not joyful about it. Rather I was irritated, I complained, and got mad. I wrote harsh, witty emails, and fortunately had the good sense to erase them before hitting send.
Tuesday I was praying for an older brother in the church who was in a coma. When I felt the Holy Spirit’s presence and could almost hear the invisible choir. Literally almost hear it. The light, the joy – and my heart sang. In an instant I knew he was going home, and that there would be great rejoicing. And I felt myself longing for that place. To hear those voices sing, to see my God face to face.
I have been blessed to be surrounded by such strong men and women of God. I know that the passing of the generations above me will be painful, yet such joy in the thought of them hearing that voice say “well done, good and faithful servant.”
Freedom is tightly woven into the American culture. It is embedded in our hearts, a defining part of who we are as individuals. So integral that you do not think about it being there, anymore than you think about breathing. It just is.
When I was younger I thought freedom was being able to do whatever I wanted to do when I wanted to do it. It was breaking free from the restrictive rules that were around me. Continue reading
Twice in the last week I prayed and God immediately answered…and I just need to give Him a shout out! Monday I was leaving my subdivision when I hit a patch of ice. I realized quickly that my car was not going to stop, and I could see a car coming at 40mph straight towards me. My life flashed before my eyes as I screamed out the name of Jesus in a prayer. Instantly my car stopped. And I mean instantly.
I first saw it on Facebook, a new book called “Hands Free Mama: A guide to putting down the phone, burning the to do list, and letting go of perfection to grasp what really matters!” by Rachel Mary Stafford. Just reading the title made me want to turn and run. Both towards the book (because I knew I needed it), and away from it, because I knew that it would be a painful – yet very necessary journey for me to take. Continue reading
How many times have you beat yourself up with the woulda, shoulda, couldas of life? I spent years second guessing decisions that I already made and lived. Continue reading
Today a colleague took his own life. He always had a smile on his face, and was just a nice, likeable guy. They found him in the parking lot of a church.
My heart breaks for him and his family. Continue reading
One of the most powerful destroyers of peace and joy is “living anywhere but here”. It also prevents you from fully Embracing Life. Men and women have been faced with this throughout the ages, but I believe that recent technological advances have made this an exceptionally difficult landmine in this day and age.
So what exactly do I mean by “living anywhere but here”? It primarily manifests itself in three ways: Continue reading
God wants us to enjoy our lives. Not just in the world to come, but today, in THIS life, He offers us joy and peace.
The evil one would like nothing more than for you to be an ineffective Christian – unhappy here and no source of light to those around you. Continue reading
I remember the first time I heard the quote “poor planning on your part does not necessitate an emergency on mine.” I wished I had the guts to tape it outside the wall of my cubicle. Heck, I wanted to add it to my email signature line! Fortunately I refrained, because that would not be polite, nor would it be a good political move. Instead I cleaned up every mess that was thrown my way, and I did it *mostly* with a smile. The more I cleaned up, the more that got thrown my way. Continue reading