The Love Letter

I love you. And I don’t mean that as an understatement. You took me, a crummy,  molded mess and made a masterpiece. You’re my closest friend, my greatest inspiration, my goal, and my dream. You make me smile when life’s situations pressure me to cry. Your love is deep. It reaches the most inward parts of my being, parts that I have yet to understand. The waves of your compassion wash up on my shore and clear the sorrow from my sand. Breathe on me. Cast your nets out and reel me in to your ship of assurance. Hold me tenderly, draining out all anguish and despair. Penetrate my soul with your seed of charity and your abundant fruit. No one else understands what we have. They don’t know that I asked you to marry me at the age of 15.He that searches for his wife must know You in order to get to me. But until then I will enjoy this life’s adventures as a physically single, spiritually married woman.

Love Always,
Your Beautiful

I Rise

I’ve been struck. Man down. My face hits the ground. Ash rises from the impact and covers my wounds with a bitter taste. The sharp pain engulfs my wounds making me see that my worst can get worse. I hear him laugh. From the corner of my peripheral I see his gray scaly skin as he slithers around me. He cannot come too close to me. His dry voice full of cough and dust says that I am defeated. As I slowly pick my face up from the gravel I pant with determination, “I…am…not…defeated.” He says,”But look at you. You’re down and out” I interject,”But I am not underneath you.” He shrivels and gasps for air. I push my body up from the ground slowly moving inch by inch, muscle by muscle. My knees press into the ground. Then I hear him say, “You’re too weak to rise up. You can’t make it.” I say “When I am weak my God is strong. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” He sinks into the ground. As I step up with one foot and then the other he says “You can’t rise up.” As I look ahead of the journey I say “Who is stronger, you or the God in me?” He says in defeat “The Almighty God” and vanishes in the gravel. I RISE. I SURVIVE. I ENDURE. I PREVAIL. I AM FREE.

Down with O-P-P? Get with G-O-D

There is so much truth in this post. God bless and may you continue to give your problems to Him.

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IMG_7861“And now, isn’t it wonderful all the ways in which this distress has goaded you closer to God? You’re more alive, more concerned, more sensitive, more reverent, more human, more passionate, more responsible. Looked at from any angle, you’ve  come out of this with purity of heart. And that is what I was hoping for in the first place when I wrote the letter. My primary concern was not for the one who did the wrong or even the one wronged, but for you—that you would realize and act upon the deep, deep ties between us before God. That’s what happened—and we felt just great. 2 Corinthians 7:11-13

Do you ever find yourself in OTHER PEOPLES PROBLEMS? Quite often I used to try and “fix” everything in our family growing up. I thought I could make everything better by talking it out with all parties and bringing everyone together in…

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Don’t FREEZE out Your Ministry: 3 Ways to Thaw

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I am freezing!

If you live anywhere in the contiguous United States you probably are too. It’s so cold that… Yeah, people are starting to say that every time you see them. Pipes are freezing, schools are closing, and heating bills are rocketing.

frozenfountain Photo Credit: Michael Chanley

There’s nothing intrinsically wrong with freezing cold temperatures but they can bring some unfortunate side effects. They can also afford some of the most beautiful ones, like this picture taken by a friend in Louisville where the temperature dropped so fast, the fountain looks like Elsa herself used her magic touch.

The theme of Frozen works well for a movie but the effects of frozen don’t coincide well with ministry. It’s not unusual to find ourselves in a place where we are “stuck” in something – a routine, a way do doing things, a program or an attitude. We hear things like, “We’ve…

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