All the writer people are doing it, and something in me that wants to be counted among the writer people set out to do it too. Put fingers to keys and let flow something profound about the birth of Jesus. So I flipped over to Luke chapter 2 and got ready. But I never got … Continue reading what has to happen for His word to be true
On Friday, September 30th I had some tests done, including a biopsy. On October 5th I was told I had complex endometrial hypoplasia, which is a thickening of the uterine wall. The complex part means it is abnormal and "suspicious" of cancer, even though the biopsy did not show any cancer cells. So, on October … Continue reading this uterus and the hard parts of the story
Dear Friend, I prayed for you last night and before I could really say much at all He showed me a picture and gave me words. "That horse was made to run, but he fights the narrow place that is the starting gate, because he can't see beyond it. He fights the narrow place because he … Continue reading dear friend
Life is sweet on the straight road, even if the road is narrow. Yes, the straight and narrow is easy travelling. Pick up and put down those feet because I see where I'm going and the view is wide on this narrow road. The plan filled with all my "someday" things is in hand and … Continue reading what do you do when the road bends?
It came unexpectedly, as it often does. She was praying a prayer of repentance for her idolatry. I was agreeing with her turning away when suddenly her voice faded and I was hearing God. And now, days later, I am still hearing Him and He is not speaking of her and her idolatry but of … Continue reading bringing down an idol
I don't know how to write about it so I'll just put down words and see if they make sense. I think there are money changers in the temple that is me. Yeah..how's that for a start? Every time I walk into my prayer room that hasn't heard much prayer lately, I see my prayer … Continue reading my money changers
I only jumped one time. That was enough. When I take my mind back to that moment, I can still feel the fear. I saw others jump with ease, and go right back for more. I knew I could swim. I knew that the water was safe. I believed the mechanics of jumping, that if … Continue reading it’s time to jump