New Beginnings
Over the years, I’ve learned that even when words may feel imminent, they have a process.
Over the years, I’ve learned that even when words may feel imminent, they have a process.
The words on the paper page came into focus again. “but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst.
Our hope and trust is in God, who is good, who is love, whose throne is built on justice and righteousness.
The best choice is leaning back into the waters — entrusting my life and those I love into the hands of God, who loves me and will work everything out for my good.
On the darkest night, at the moment when all hope seemed lost, a cry of joy cracked open the heavens.
He is teaching me what it means to love people for who they are, to value others, and just enjoy their presence.
Whenever a tide changes, stuff gets churned up and brought to the surface.
Isn’t it wild how God can use such a simple word to bring revelation, identity, and freedom?
Yom Kippur is the perfect picture of the gospel, the good news, the whole plan of salvation.
I felt on edge, and though I wanted to spend this special time with my girl, I was nervous.
I saw what looked like a clock. I heard, “All will be accomplished in due time.”
I saw what looked like a clock. I heard, “All will be accomplished in due time.”
A strange thing happened when I sat down into the log. The fear began to subside.
Eve counters the serpent with an addition to what the instruction had been, “You shall not eat of it, neither shall you touch it, or you will die.” We have been editing God ever since.
Dear friends, racism and prejudices have been around since Cain killed Abel. It’s brother against brother. Neighbor against neighbor.
Rise from the dust, my Bride, while there is still time. Take your place. Take your place by my side. We will war together.
Personally, God has challenged me to really look at the things I’ve put my trust in.
There have many times since then that the Holy Spirit has reminded me of those words spoken to me. “Pain can’t hurt you.”
Jesus has faithfully, ever so lovingly and patiently, taken me by the hand and led me out. He guided me through that hurricane, into sunshine.
We need pastors, as much as we need any of the ministry gifts, and we are all called to operate as a pastor from time to time.
How can the One who created the universe be confined in flesh? thought the mother. “Jesus. His name is Jesus,” Joseph simply stated.
He prefers stables, delights in homeless addicts, and comes to heal our broken, wayward hearts. I pray, as you end this year, that you, too, will find Him in the unexpected places, in the secret place in your heart!
A few days ago, Father God posed the question to me, “Do you see what I see?” I think I may have heard Him humming the tune to me.
I really believe God loves His Bride, and we are in a time of God exposing corruption in religious leaders, as well as in government.