On an early, gloomy November day, it was such a contrast to walk into work seeing Holiday everything - cups, aprons, merchandise, music... and feel bone tired, wondering why the sun wasn't up yet by seven in the morning. The cheery Christmas music and colours didn't seem to meld into my spirit as I was struck by the oncoming of winter. It was a ( Read more... )

I changed the look of my blog again after so many years. I think it's symbolic. It's a change that I've wanted to make for a long time, but I didn't know how ( Read more... )

You were reaching through the storm ( Read more... )

It was the first day of spring yesterday and there was a blizzard.  That just about sums up the past four months: winter has come in harsh and cold and now long.  It has lingered, keeping it's fingers wet with icicles melting down our backs, the cold seeping into my veins without apology ( Read more... )

I came home from a young adults retreat today and something I took away from it is the reminder that my citizenship is in Heaven.  I am a representative of Heaven - I am to live like Heaven is here now, bringing His kingdom, His glory to earth one loving act or word or thought at a time.  I am here not for myself, but for God and His glory and His ( Read more... )

I told him how a month ago over Skype just how much his words hurt me. How it seemed to me that our relationship was so wispy that it could be let go of at the slightest hint of her. Like I was a taste of chocolate that he decided wasn't worth biting the other half.

What surprised me was that he didn't know. He didn't know the severity of his words ( Read more... )

God is moving in my life.

I have never known as much clarity and presence from Him in my life before. If there's one thing I know: He is working.

A funny little quote I heard once (I've paraphrased/rephrased): If you feel the weight of a spiritual battle for your soul, your pride, your heart; it is confirmation that you are probably doing something ( Read more... )

I don't trust because I am broken. I don't trust because you are broken; he is broken; she is broken.

I don't trust because I have never been shown an example of Unconditional Love. I don't trust because you were never the one to show it to me. I don't trust because somewhere along the line, the pattern of life has been set for me: they will love ( Read more... )

His story is the Story of Redemption. And I am a part of that. He is writing redemption in my life, He is redeeming me from the brokenness that I live in, that consumes me, that I know and have only ever known. He has redeemed me and at the same time He has yet to redeem me.

Unconditional Love. I talk about it, I preach it, I claim to live by it, ( Read more... )

Something happened last night where I had to stop and reevaluate; take captive some thoughts and give them to God because I knew they were not of Him.

It put me off for the remainder of the night.  Jealousy, I realized, went so much deeper than simply wanting what I couldn't have: it makes me resentful of the person who has what I don't.  As I sat ( Read more... )