I see myself, bowing at your feet. Knees bent in the dirt. Low low low. I can see the dry brown dirt on the ground around your feet on which you stand. I can feel the heat of the ground from the hot sun beating on it. I can smell the dirt. I can smell… Continue reading We Bow Low

Close your eyes, take a second and envision your “problem”. What is it that youve been praying for? What have you been interceeding for? What have you been worshipping through? Really FEEL it. Pause and envision it….. Now place yourself on a battlefield. A literal war battlefield. Youre on the front lines, alone, and your… Continue reading This Is My Blood

Do not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what fellowship has righteousness with lawlessness? And what communion has light with darkness?2 Corinthians 6:14 I know you’ve heard this verse spoken. Maybe youve even fellowshipped about it, heard a sermon preached on it, or learned it in Sunday School. I have. But it wasnt until… Continue reading Living Unequally Yoked

I used to look at my bed longingly, with its soft pillows and warm fluffy blankets, like a long lost lover that I couldn’t wait to be alone with again. At the end of every day it was always there waiting for me, ready to ease me into a peaceful, restful sleep while washing away… Continue reading Rest

Yep that picture is from Lowes 😂. But hey it’s proof that you can literally find joy anywhere, even in Lowes, if you just look for it. Although I didn’t have to look far to see this sparkling reminder.  For 10 very long, very dark months, I suffered with a very heavy depression. It was… Continue reading And if the devil doesn’t like it he can sit on a tack 

What do you see in the mirror? Better yet what do other people see in you? What should be reflected from us is the love and goodness and glory of god onto the world around us every day. Even and especially in the midst of suffering. That’s truth. What’s also truth is that I often… Continue reading Mirror mirror 

Bitter water. That’s what my name means. I’m not kidding. Bitter water.  Exodus 15:23 – And when they came to Marah, they could not drink of the waters of Marah, for they were bitter: therefore the name of it was called Marah. It also means sad. Yeah. What a self revelation. Because quite literally…I am… Continue reading Bitter

I hate no one. But I hate Satan.  Recently I was given a book of prayers to speak over my children. Great! I love it! I read it and pray the prayers almost every day. I know the gift of the book to me was ordained by God because they daily relate to what’s going… Continue reading Satan is a bully

This is my vision of the Holy Spirit moving into our nation. Like a fog blanketing every city, every street and every home in His presence. Seeping into every dwelling, business, church, and every soul and drenching us in his love. Pulling the lost, the addicted, the lonely, the depressed, out of the darkness and… Continue reading Consume Me

When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag. I don’t care where they go Don’t waste your money on my gravestone. I’m more concerned about my soul.  Everybody’s gonna die. Don’t everybody live though.  Sometimes I look up to the sky. And wonder do You see us down here? Oh Lord, oh Lord,… Continue reading Oh lord – NF