The Biker in Church Today

I see him.  Greeting time.  Standing in the back of the church.  Against the wall. Coffee.  Small talk.  People wondering….how long they must chat…..before sitting idol for service again. Tall one.  6 foot plus.  Long haired.  Giant.  Biker-like.  Straggly hair.  Leather wearing.  Intimidating one. Alone. No one introducing.  Not fitting in with….the one’s around him mindlessly […]

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Suffering……A Gift?

I went to pray for the persecuted church. Thinking…..God can use me.  His purposes will change because I prayed. But, reading, “The Heavenly Man”, as I curl up in bed at night before sleep….. I got a different perspective of what persecution is and my entire mindset began to change. Brother Yun says, “Embrace suffering like […]

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Strained by The Waters of Life

Water rises in lives of uncertainty. And I see it… People clinging to anything… Everything they can find. Tangible things to keep them safe. Yet, water comes without restraint.  Washing away disposable things.  Accessing cracks of impurities, under doors slammed shut to the Lord and his ways. Breaking down walls. And how His grace…when it comes….does […]

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When God Confirms….Stand Strong

I hear tales of world ending. People panicking.  Fear for Economy. People losing jobs and homes. The Word douses fear…. Yet, fear’s spirit gripping others…..like a steal cage. Paralyzing. And I know how they feel…cause I have been there…once before.  From living a full Life in Christ. The exchange…faith rise…for fears hopes to shatter faith rise […]

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A Desert:: The Perfect Place to Worship

We grab the end of summer by the reigns. Get away. Just us girls. A time to refresh. Reflect. See family. Be family. Away from it all.                        Dishes.                                     Chores.                                                    Home.                                                               Frustrations raveling around us like vines pulling us away… To something. Anything…..other than Christ. And my list of “need to do’s”….. A mile long.    Ignored. Happily. […]

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When it Rains

There is a pot that I see. Sitting so bold in front of me. One day, I take this cracked pot out.  And patch it from pieces lying around. I get out color.  Paint it from plain. I want dazzle, beauty, fame. ….from my pot. I work hard.         Diligently.                  Faithfully.                           Day in.  Day out. But eventually […]

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