The Power of God and Intimacy of Worship


Originally posted on ChristianBlessings:

starry night 3 shutterstockI sat with my eyes closed and listened to music and words lifting up the name of Jesus.  I was a part of a circle formed by others who had come together seeking the heart of God and we had certainly found it.

The presence of the Lord held us as if the walls were His arms and the chairs we sat on was His lap.  We continued to sing and worship and enjoy Him.  He continued to encounter us with a mighty outpouring of His love.

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Exposed


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“The less I focus on me-
the greater my focus is on “He”

Such an awesome view point!!!

Originally posted on I Sing Because I'm Free:

IMG_2843When everything is stripped away

exposed for all to see

When all the rustling leaves are gone

it’s simply just a tree

How beautiful His radiance

and endless glories shine

right through these spindly branches

straight into this heart of mine

I admit that I am a fan of pretty things.  I also use these pretty things to hide myself quite often.  As pretty as the fall foliage was, the bare trees are just as beautiful- and I don’t think it’s a coincidence that His light shines through more clearly when the trees are stripped of their beauty.

It is so easy for me to get caught up in my insecurities about my weight, or other silly things- and at times it can become an obsession.  It is a vicious cycle, one I pray about often.

The past few days, I have felt like that spindly tree…exposed before Him…

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What Do They See?


Originally posted on Coffee with a Shot of Faith:

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When my kids look at me, what do they see?

Do they see the things I tend to believe about myself? My self-hatred. My insecurities. The lies I allow myself to believe. Or, do they see a woman who believes she is wanted, cherished, loved, brave, and beautiful? Do they see the woman God sees?

When my kids witness me in action, what do they see?

A woman always questioning if God will show up, or one whose faith is unwavering? Do they witness the prayers of a weary mom, or do they see the control freak who thinks she has it all figured out?

When my kids hear me, what do they hear?

Do they hear words of encouragement for them and others, or do they hear groans of judgment and condemnation? Do they hear words of love for all those I encounter?

When my children watch me, what…

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The Last to Fall

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“There is a time for everything,

and a season for every activity under the heavens- Ecclesiastes 3″

Originally posted on I Sing Because I'm Free:

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some foliage may leap

at the first sign of autumn

while others will tarry

before hitting bottom

The leaves yet to fall

get a bird’s eye view

a forecasting of all

they’re jumping into

Growing up, I often felt like an outcast. Tall, overweight, pimply and awkward.  I was quite frequently the last one picked in school to be on any team of any kind.  One perks of not being “chosen” first was that I was able to observe and take in the scene- I have always loved people-watching! 

As I was out walking the other day, I noticed fields of gold crumpled leaves on the ground.  Almost all of them had already fallen, but there were just a few still clinging to the branches.  It was a beautiful sight. And it all reminded me that there is a season for everything… and that every dying leaf will eventually…

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If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em


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How quickly we are able to go from “rejection” to “acceptance” and in doing changes things! Awesome blog!!!

Originally posted on I Sing Because I'm Free:

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I have a little confession to make-

I do NOT like loud noises.  Of any kind.

As a former elementary music teacher, I remember the days of teaching eager budding musicians…the rite of passage for a 4th grader was getting their very own recorder and learning to play this instrument.  But learning to play any instrument is a painful process- and there is indeed a slight discomfort inflicted on the listener’s ears as their skills are “fine tuned”.  I heard many “skwaaaaks” in those years!

Now my youngest has received her very own recorder.  Knowing how much I love music, she is always eager to practice and play for me.  And I admit- she is quite good at it.  But it is loud.  Very loud.  And her favorite time to play is first thing in the morning- in the kitchen beside me as I make breakfast.

This morning was no…

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Sometimes There Is Nothing Left To Do But Laugh


Originally posted on Coffee with a Shot of Faith:

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 Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy. Psalm 126:2

“Whose idea was this?” This is what I ask my husband as our son sits and screams on the bathroom floor.

“Whose idea was what?”

“Parenthood. Which one of us thought that was a great idea?”

We know, we know. We did. God did. God thought we were equipped for this journey, and he blessed us with these headstrong and challenging kids.

But, honestly…we were not standing in line screaming, “Pick me! Pick me!” for one of these battles. Truthfully, I always thought God knew I was not strong or patient enough to handle some of these things parenthood brings, let alone what autism brings with it.

And, finally…I’m not always strong or patient. There are times I really don’t know how to handle it at all.

Strength and dignity are her…

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Don’t despair over problems


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Knowing He is with us in every trouble is how we are able to hang onto our hope and faith! Praise His ever present Holy Spirit that takes every step with us!!!

Originally posted on Mustard Seed Budget:

4Problems are God’s way of leading you to something better.

If you are in God’s kingdom, He leads you. Sometimes His leading is through painful circumstances. We don’t like it, but we’ll like the place where He brought us. Adversity is a path to bliss.

Job first suffered, then he was blessed. Joseph was a slave and then in jail, then he was blessed. Daniel was exiled from his homeland and forced into the king’s service, then he was blessed. Before he became king, David was a fugitive in the desert.

Don’t be caught off guard (as I have). Feel God’s peace in midst of the turmoil.

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