6.13.10

Lord, your voice is clear even in the storm. Thank you for giving me the ability to worship through my senses. For touch and taste and smell. For being awestruck with the labor of your hands.

6.12.10

Lord, when I begin to doubt you
When the clouds gather over my head
You show me your fingerprint
I see through your eyes

Your word to me tonight is that You are in the details.
The veins and stems
The petals and leaves
The blooming and the withering.

You are these beauties
You are this life giving breath
You are the Master Creator

6.9.10

You are beautiful.
Thank you Lord for your majesty

5.4.10

my family and I are writing stories about how we came to walk with God. I thought I would post mine for you all to read. xoxo

Salvation is a strong word, one of my favorites, along with grace and mercy. The fact that they are given freely is the most amazing gift we can ever receive.  I was “saved” when I was young, but like many people I fell away and fell away hard. It was more of a train wreck than a falling away. It was a deep dark place plagued with sickness and deception; and when I hit bottom all the air went out of my lungs and I was lifeless. I stayed in a fog for many days, not caring if I ate or drank. I would sit for hours staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, trying  my best to be nothing. Nothingness cannot stand in the light of God, He will not bear it. God was gracious to me, He spoke words directly into my heart and they soothed my ragged soul. In that moment, the color returned, my eyes focused and my heart began to beat rapidly. He bound me tightly to Him in that moment and I began to change. He gave me a path to walk and a heart for broken women. He has tended my garden and cut back the weeds exposing a kaleidoscope of color. He has made me beautiful from the inside out. I care not for this world, but for the world to come. I am His arms and hands, I am a walking vessel of His affection and He is the sweet song on my lips.