Redeeming Dante
Dante was the name he had been given, but it didn’t seem to fit him.
I am a beautifully, broken daughter of the King. A mom to three, bride to one, author, artist, but most importantly, lover of Jesus. Come walk with me, as I walk with Him!
Dante was the name he had been given, but it didn’t seem to fit him.
God created us – all of us with design – a design that was actually made after His image.
How many lost souls have found only condemnation, a list of do’s and don’t’s, a bar too high to jump, a noose to hang themselves on?
The gift was extravagant – it was way more than we could ever use.
Maybe you’ll find yourself dancing out of some pyramid one day to a healthy family cell outside of traditional structure or maybe you’ll find your family cells within more of a structured environment.
We learn to live in boxes – in those self- or other- imposed boundary lines that are controlling us through intimidation.
When we begin to truly understand who we are in Christ, who He has created us to be, then we begin to rule. We begin to reign.
How many different denominations, sects, little kingdoms do we have to have because men want to rule their own little world?
Previous friends promised they’d be family and never leave, but when the path had gotten rough, they left me and my husband to walk it alone.
It only makes things harder if each criticizes the other because we are both just trying to help each other get down the river.
