Friday, December 31, 2010

PART 2 Faith: Wring Out The Old, In With the New

In my last post, we found that faith is defined as “complete trust or confidence in someone or something.” Trust is the cornerstone of all healthy relationships. Think about it: every healthy marriage, every healthy friendship, every healthy parent and child relationship... what is it built and hinged on? Love would probably be your first answer, but dig a little deeper than that... it’s trust isn’t it? Trust is the ultimate expression of love, the bond that holds two hearts together.

Hebrews 11:6 tells us that it is literally impossible to please God without faith... or, in other words, without the actions our trust in Him causes us to make. Faith is trust in action. It’s the ‘why’ and ‘how’ we express our love for God. It’s the express train, so to speak, that gets us to our destination.

So, just what does this ‘trust in action,’ or ‘faith,’ look like? Well, in my experience, it looks rather bleak initially. It means putting my neck on the line or putting myself in impossible situations where I think to myself, “God help me!” The end result, however, is glorious... not because of what I have done, but because of what He does.

Trust takes time to be established. It is a constant ebb and flow of time mingled with the experiences in our relationships. To place confidence or trust in someone, you generally want to know their character and track record, which are both equally established over time as well. Thankfully, our Creator and Redeemer God has had plenty of time to establish both.

Why in the world do we struggle so much to trust Him then? Not only that, but to trust Him enough to put that trust into action? I think the problem has more to do with us than Him. Time and again He has clearly proven His worthiness of that trust... Time and again, He has proven His capabilities, His character, His power, His love.

I think we’d agree that the most obvious problems we seem to have that hinder our faith are forgetfulness and fear. We are not far off from the Israelites in their journey from captivity to the glorious Promised Land... with the Lord constantly reminding them ‘do not forget’ and ‘do not fear.’ However, there is a bigger problem I think we can have: the problem of being so stuck in our past, being so caught up in our old stories of faith and favor... that we neglect to take the steps to create new ones.
“This is what the Lord says— he who made a way through the sea, a path through the mighty waters, “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” 
{Isaiah 43:16, 18-19}

I’ll be the first to admit that I am guilty of it. I’ve held onto and dwelled on so many of the things that God has brought me through in my past that I’ve yet to take steps into a new chapter in my life. I’ve been so guilty of this, in fact, that my blog has actually sat dormant while I’ve tried to figure out better and more creative ways to tell the stories of my past, instead of focusing on the work God is doing in me right now... How ridiculously pathetic that is!

While trust is indeed established over time, God is not bound by time and doesn’t want us to try to bind Him to it. He’s a God who was not only with us in our past, but He’s with us in our present and will be with us in the time to come. He was with us in the stories headlining our history, but He’s also with us in what’s fresh, what’s new, and what’s happening right now. He’s the Leader in breaking news. And, you know what? Nothing comes as a surprise to Him; He already knows what’s just around the bend.

Don't ever believe that God must remain confined to the stories of your past. When we limit Him to the past, we limit Him in our present and our future. Instead, we need to choose to use our past, rather, to boost our confidence and trust in Him to guide us in the present and to fuel us to actively pursue new things in the future. Allow limited mindsets to be dissolved so that there might be room to dream bigger dreams and imagine more impossibilities. God loves to do the unimaginable, the impossible, the unthinkable. He is just waiting for the opportunity to prove it.

This New Year’s Eve, may you wring out the old year for all it’s worth and prepare to ring in the new works and the new things which God has planned for you. Let today be a day in which you savor and celebrate the goodness and faithfulness of God in your past and acknowledge His presence guiding you in the present toward the triumphs of tomorrow. May your new year be a year for creating fresh and new stories of faith and triumph as you walk confidently and assuredly of Who is with you.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

This Thing Called "Faith:" PART 1

What My Faith Didn’t Tell Me
“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” {Hebrews 11:1}

There are some things in life that just don’t seem to make any sense. Why in the world would we want to leave the “Golden State,” a beautiful new home, lots of family and friends, and a successful business behind? ...And at that, to move to a state known for rain (Yes, now I know why it is able to be called the "Evergreen State!"), to a town 1% the size of our city, where we knew hardly a soul and would be without any prospects of jobs or a place to live? Some might have thought we we're crazy. Some still think we we're crazy. I call it faith.

So, just what is faith? Over the past few years, I have had many opportunities to contemplate this very question. Faith is defined as, “complete trust or confidence in someone or something.” Let me tell you, when you and your husband pack up all your belongings, move over 1,000 miles while being nearly eight months pregnant and with a toddler in tow, not knowing much at all about where you’re going or the full extent of why you are going there, I think that pretty much qualifies as “faith.”

We trusted God. We didn’t understand completely, but we knew He said “Go,” similarly to how God told Abraham to “Go.” Also, like Abraham, we weren’t given all the pieces of the puzzle as to where exactly we were going or why exactly we were going until we got here. Honestly, we still don’t have all those pieces, but I’d like to believe we’ve discovered a few more of them along this journey. The point is, we knew what God was telling us... that even though there were only a few pieces of the puzzle we knew at the time, God said, “Go,” so we went. We moved in complete trust; confident that God had something great in store for us.

What we didn’t know was the extent of what this calling was going to look like once we got here. We didn’t know that... 

...our house we were in the process of selling in California when we moved wouldn’t finish closing escrow until several months after it was scheduled to, leaving us without the ability to move forward in finding a new house.

...or that my husband wouldn’t be able to find work for over a year after we moved.

...or that we’d end up with an overgrown, empty piece of land instead of a house of our own. or that we’d use the last of our savings to purchase a fifth-wheel trailer to live in for the next four years, completely pioneering these four-and-a-half acres from square one.

...that we’d not only start out here without a house, but with no electricity, no well or septic system to boot.

My faith also didn’t tell me that I’d experience what it was like to be without running water for over a year or that I’d be toilet-training both of my children at some point during that time. I had no idea that for our first winter living in our trailer we’d experience what was said to be the worst winter in our county in years, with an absurd amount of snow and temperatures consistently in the single digits. Let me tell you, this was no comfy, cozy time for our family. You have all kinds of problems with a trailer in those conditions... frozen water pipes (think: no shower, no brushing your teeth, no washing dishes), frozen potty (umm... I’ll let you think on your own on this one!), critters invading to escape becoming frozen (yeah, I’ll let you think on that one too!)... you get the picture. Conditions grew so bad that we ended up ‘wintering’ with friends and family for several months until things ‘thawed out,’ and conditions improved enough so that we could return and carry on.

My faith didn’t tell me that I would have to watch my husband struggle to balance his day job, family life, and ministry, and manage to work on projects on our land that we desperately needed to get done in order for our living conditions to improve. I had no idea that I would witness him spending a grueling year of drilling for water on our land, to no avail... or that we would constantly struggle to make ends meet, let alone have any extra money to work on moving forward in preparing to build. My faith also didn’t clue me in that we would be completely devastated by not being able to qualify for a construction loan after working on our land for two years.

Raising a family is no easy task. Yet, my faith hadn’t told me that we'd be rearing our baby and toddler in close, confined quarters; in such a small, and, at times, oppressive space... It didn't tell me how in the world to keep our family organized and sane through the many challenges we faced as we attempted to keep moving forward. I had no idea that I'd struggle with ongoing bouts of depression and discouragement or that I’d have times when I felt our world would come crashing in at any moment... that we’d end up with no choice but to sheepishly return to our hometown... broke, defeated, and beyond humiliated.

But, let me tell you, there’s a whole lot more that my faith did tell me. It told me that it didn’t really matter how situations appeared and that I didn’t have to be overcome by the overwhelming circumstances and emotions I experienced. It told me that not only did God love me and accept me for who I was, but that I would have people surrounding me who would be a physical extension of that unconditional love. My faith told me that I didn’t have to be bound by obstacles that were in our way. It told me that if I really trusted God, I mean really trusted Him, I could have peace of mind and of heart. Not only that, but that God would use the people of His church as His body to be meet our ongoing needs of provision. My faith is what gave me hope and kept me going through the times when I thought, surely, I couldn’t go on another step. But step after step I began to take... until my faith became something that I walked.

My faith told me that I could trust God; that I could really trust Him. Time and again, as I took God at His Word, trusting Him to do what I’d seen Him do in the Bible and in the lives of other believers I knew, as my own trust in Him was tested, I found that He was so faithful! I discovered that He had gone before me, was walking beside me, and was even covering my tail! My trust in Him, this thing called faith, increased as I watched Him provide for us in miraculous ways, beyond anything I could ever imagine: groceries, gas, outstanding debts paid in full, clothing, and so much more! My faith began to take root and was nurtured each time I trusted Him and began to see the fruits of my faith.

The roots of my faith have spread more deeply now. I’ve discovered that faith becomes rooted in my belief that God has compassion on me, that He understands and cares about how I feel; in this, I find such great comfort. I can have faith in Him because I have come to understand that He is familiar with my suffering- the stress, the desolation, the anxiety, the exasperation, the pain, the loneliness. There have been many times when I believe He has cried with me, held me in His arms, and reassured me with gentle whispers of His love. Faith becomes firmly rooted when I've realized that this amazing, Creator God, this Master of the Universe, not only can see beyond what I can see, with a much bigger and better perspective, but that this same God, loves me... He has good plans for me... He holds my best interest at heart! He has more than earned my trust... He really is faithful!

This thing called “faith” works. In my next few blogs, I want to explore the subject of faith on a down-to-earth, practical level and talk about its applications and implications in our lives as believers. I’ll share some specific experiences with you in hopes that you might be encouraged and enriched in your own faith, and in hopes that you’ll join in the conversation with your own thoughts and do the same for other readers and myself.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch...

Hello, my long-lost readers!

Since my last post nearly six months ago, I have had my life pretty much turned upside-down... 2 weddings, 2 trips to California (1 of which was for a family emergency), 1 new nephew (partially the cause of said family emergency), a pregnancy, a move (into the basement of our new house!), a miscarriage, and MUCH more. My life has been completely stirred and shaken up over these last several months... I've been swept off my feet, knocked down on my face, and flying by the seat of my pants!

Now that school has started and life seems to be settling into somewhat of routine (a busy one nonetheless!), I hope to be able to pick up where I left off in sharing some miraculous testimonies as well as head into a new direction with my blog.

So stay tuned, friends... I'm just getting started!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

10 Minutes

10 minutes... Whew... Is that really all the time I have to attempt blogging in my seemingly jam-packed schedule? As I am writing this, multiple things are demanding my attention... thoughts of what I should be doing, thoughts of what I could be doing... even the little dog that has crawled up into my lap and positioned herself between me and the computer screen, looking at me intently with her ‘sad li'l puppy dog eyes,’ demanding my attention as well. Yet, I press on... The question that remains is: What could I possibly write in a matter of 10 minutes that would be worth reading?

10 minutes... 1/6th of an hour... 1/144th of my day today... Is that all the time I can spend working towards my dream of making a difference in the lives of others through, what I hope to be, powerful and inspirational words? Yet, I take a step forward... even if it is only a small one with these next 10 minutes. Perhaps my perspective would be altered if I asked myself a better question: What could God possibly have to say to me in these next 10 minutes? Can I really even trust Him to speak to me in these 10 minutes of my day... something worth hearing and worth sharing?

10 minutes... 1/10,080th of this week... 1/40,640th of this month... What could I possibly do with these next 10 minutes that would be worth anything? Or even...What should I do with these next 10 minutes that would be worth anything? 10 minutes doesn’t seem like much... Can an impact really be made in a matter of 10 minutes?

10 minutes... 1/108,000th out of 2010... 1/13,140,000th out of the life I’ve lived up to this point... 10 minutes doesn’t really seem like much in the scope of things... especially not in light of eternity.

I beg to ask the question, though: What if 10 minutes wasn’t as it seemed?

What if...

    ...Someone I dearly loved was laying on an operating table, desperately awaiting the arrival of a heart- transplant?
10 minutes... each second like an eternity... doctors and surgeons rushing about the operating room could not work fast enough to hush my heart...

What if...

    ...I were watching helplessly while rescue workers attempted to find and save my drowning child?
10 minutes... each second slipping away faster and faster... just as my child's chances of survival and the hopes of holding my baby in my arms again...

10 minutes...

What if... these next 10 minutes I had opportunities that I would never have again?

Opportunities to do the things I could have done... to do the things I should have done... to hear something worth hearing, or to share something worth sharing.

Then, perhaps, at the end of the hour... at the end of the day... at the end of this week... this month... this year... this life... perhaps, even as I pass into eternity... I will see the impact that was made in a matter of 10 minutes.

Perhaps, then, I won’t look back with regret and say things like...

“Oh, I wish I had just 10 more minutes to spend with them! Then I could have told them I loved them... told them I forgive them... told them I cared about them... told them how much they mattered to me!”

“Couldn’t I have spared 10 minutes to be more kind to them? To put their needs above my agenda for the day? To lift them up even though I was feeling down? To care more about what they were trying to say but couldn't? To give them my full, undivided attention?"

10 minutes...

What will YOU do with them? Who is waiting for you to do something with them? What you do in these next 10 minutes could very well be a matter of life or death, a blessing or a curse, not just for you, but for someone.

Give God at least 10 minutes each day and see what He does with them. It just might change your life.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Rainbow Bright

The Pacific Northwest is notorious for its dreary weather. As much as we might like to sing,"Rain, rain, go away," it keeps on coming even when we tell it to "come again another day." Living here has been a huge adjustment for my husband and I who are both native southern Californians. I have come across research that has proven that a lack of sunlight can affect you physically and mentally, but I can personally attest that it can affect you spiritually as well. Only since living in the Pacific Northwest have I ever heard of things like SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) and Vitamin D deficiency, both of which are silently debilitating the general public. After living here for four years now, I have come to realize just how much I've taken the sun for granted.

Over the past couple of years I've discovered that the sun was not the only thing I took for granted. I took things like having an endless supply of running water, or even an abundance of running hot water for granted. I took for granted the fact that my water pipes never froze, that I had a dishwasher saving me lots of time and energy. I took things like having a spacious house in a relatively close proximity to family and friends for granted... things like having enough money to pay my bills for granted. Being involved in a thriving ministry under anointed leadership which experienced the favor of God... all taken for granted. So many, many things... all taken for granted. It seemed my life was always filled with "sunshine" and I soaked it up without realizing just how fortunate I really was.

What can happen over time, however, when the sun is shining all the time? The sun itself can be a good thing, however, even too much of a good thing can be a bad thing. Think about it: When the sun is shining all the time, with no rain, it can kill you. Heat-stroke, drought, famine. Yeah, it feels good for a while, but there comes a time when you just plain need some rain. Without rain, nothing can grow, nothing can thrive. Things become desolate, barren, and empty. Before you know it, you've got yourself a desert.

Perhaps I was getting to a point in my life if I kept living life "in the sun," it was going to kill me. Perhaps I was all too close to becoming a desert. Perhaps part of God's purpose in His direction for moving us to a place that experiences an excessive amount of rain wasn't just so that we could experience it in the physical realm but also in the depths of our hearts as well.

Well, let me tell you, we've experienced a lot of rain here in Washington... both in the literal and the figurative sense of the word. More than I would prefer, for sure. The little glimpses of sunshine when they come now mean so much more than they ever did when my life was continuously filled with sunshine. In fact, now that I experience rain more often than not, the scarcity of the sun's light and warmth has made it that much more satisfying. Every time it shows its face, I am more apt to express immediate gratitude instead of my previous unappreciative expectation.

One thing is for sure... I have also seen way more rainbows in the past four years here in Washington than I ever had in my entire life while living in California. I'm talking probably close to twenty in the last four years of my life, compared with maybe 4 in the first twenty-or-so years of my life. As I shared this fact with someone recently, she was very quick to point out, "Well, maybe that's because you never saw as much rain in your life until you moved to Washington!" Boy, isn't that the truth! Point well-taken. You can't have a rainbow without some rain!

Wikipedia's description of rainbows is fascinating...

"The most spectacular rainbow displays happen when half of the sky is still dark with raining clouds and the observer is at a spot with clear sky in the direction of the Sun. The result is a luminous rainbow that contrasts with the darkened background."

Even more fascinating is the science behind why a rainbow occurs...

"The light is first refracted as it enters the surface of the raindrop, reflected off the back of the drop, and again refracted as it leaves the drop. ... A rainbow does not actually exist at a particular location in the sky. Its apparent position depends on the observer's location and the position of the sun. All raindrops refract and reflect the sunlight in the same way, but only the light from some raindrops reaches the observer's eye. This light is what constitutes the rainbow for that observer."

As believers and biblical scholars, we know that there is so much more to rainbows than science. The first rainbow appeared to Noah after the flood in Genesis 9. You see, the rainbow is not just a natural wonder but it is also a supernatural wonder. There was a purpose behind its presence in the natural world. It became a way to connect what is happening in our natural world to what is happening in the supernatural... to understand that whatever is happening in our natural world, God's supernatural plans for us can supersede it... that although the skies may be gray and the rain may be pouring, His light can reflect and refract through it to create something beautiful... that we can have hope for tomorrow because we are blessed with the assurance that God is working all things together for our good, just as He did in the case of Noah and the flood.
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. " 
{Romans 8:28 NIV}
God truly made a statement with the rainbow... a statement painted in vivid color with the observer in mind... a stark contrast for the one who had seen so much darkness, so much dreariness, so much hopelessness, that it would appear that no amount of light could ever fill their world with color again.

There may be times when our obedience to God puts in a place where it appears dark and gloomy, perhaps even for a very long time. There may be times when it seems like the rain will never stop falling. There will be times when our his willingness to humbly obey God's directions will put us in an uncomfortable position.

However, because of our willingness to obey... to do the work set before us... waiting in expectation for deliverance... enduring the rain without any assurance of when it will let up...  we will be perfectly positioned in just the right place to see God do something amazing. When we are in just the right place at just the right moment, facing the right direction, we have been perfectly positioned to observe the miraculous... of God shining forth His light through the rain, through the darkness and dreariness of our lives, revealing His glory in vivid color! ...Not only does it position us to personally observe this wonder, but it positions others as well! I've never known of anyone who doesn't stop in their tracks to observe the wonder and majesty of a rainbow.

Not only do we become positioned, we also become postured. We become postured to see His glory... and to receive His blessing! As we observe His glory and receive His blessing, we become postured in humble gratitude. He protects us and provides for us in the times of rain when it seems the whole world is pouring down on us, wanting to drown us and rock our boat... He holds us tenderly in His care, completely at His mercy bearing in mind what we can handle... all of these facts should be enough to draw us completely to our knees in humble appreciation!

God's covenant with us, sealed with a visual reminder of a rainbow, means that we can have hope. We can have hope that although the storms may rage and we cannot see His light, it is there. We can have hope that although the rain falls it will never be the death of us. We can have hope that although the skies may be gray and dreary, He can use them as a canvas to paint a bright and beautiful picture with brilliant colors that displays His glory.

Remember that His love is with you in the rain just as much as it is when the sun is shining. His love is unchanging and can anchor you in a world that can quickly change and rock your boat. His love is constant even through the winds of change. Remember that even though you cannot see Him through the dark clouds, the Son is there, waiting for just the right moment to reveal His glory to you and the world around you that is watching and waiting.

As I write these final words, I am reminded of a song by Mercy Me called, "Bring the Rain." The song was written as the members of the band encountered a season full of storms yet chose to focus on God's glory through it all. I encourage you to follow the link below and allow the words and images to penetrate your heart. May they bring you hope in a season when all you can see is rain.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

You're Welcome!

"So... Do you want to come to my.... uh... er... trailer?"

I nervously twiddle my thumbs and bite my lip, awaiting a response. It's usually difficult for me to find the right words to use when extending an invitation to what we call “home." After all, just how do you make a fifth-wheel trailer sound appealing or convince someone that it's a place that will be worth their time to come to? Trying to get others excited about it is a whole other issue when, half the time, it’s not exactly the type of place I look forward to coming home to myself!

Granted, our living conditions are definitely not what I would consider ideal for entertaining. How can you get excited to make a gourmet meal for friends and family on a small three-burner stove and tiny one-rack oven, not even big enough to fit a cookie sheet? Well, that’s just the half of it, really. The truth is, a twenty-nine-foot-long abode doesn’t afford many luxuries for guests to enjoy. Yes, I admit it... there’s not really much here, folks.

Often, I succumb to a fear of an anticipated response after describing my living conditions that I neglect to extend a hospitable invitation altogether. The countless frustrations I’ve incurred both from my attempts, as well as my lack of attempts to entertain in my small space, has often left me feeling guilty, unfulfilled, and lonely. So... just what do you do when your living conditions are not exactly ideal for extending hospitality? These have been my musings over the last three-and-a-half years while trying to make friends in a new community. Here are some revelations that I’ve discovered over the last couple of months.

Be willing.
    It doesn’t matter what you think you have to offer.... what matters is that you are willing to offer what you have. Jesus was able to feed 5,000 men, not counting multitudes of women and children as well, just by one little boy being willing to share what he had: five loaves of bread and two small fish. Not only that, but they had leftovers to spare! (See John 6:1-13)

Make yourself available.
    Make yourself available to meet others’ needs as they arise. Don’t put it off, because you may not have another opportunity. Yes, it is possible it may inconvenience you. However, if you are flexible, you won't get bent out of shape. Don’t ever be too busy, too broke, or too tired for others, or you may find that others will become too busy, too broke, or too tired for you. (See Galatians 6:10, Ephesians 5:15-17, Colossians 4:5, Luke 6:38)

Do what you can do... out of the power of Him Who is in You.
    See a need and fill it... feed the hungry, encourage the faint, comfort the sick, inspire the timid, house the homeless, mother the motherless, father the fatherless, befriend the friendless, show kindness to the widow, include the outsider. Find the hurt and heal it. You can offer a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, heartfelt compassion and prayers, words of wisdom, a hearty meal, or even a healing dose of laughter. As Jesus gave to you, you also can give to others because He is in you. (1 Corinthians 12:4-7, 2 Corinthians 1:3-5, 1 John 4:4, Isaiah 61:1-6, James 1:27, Proverbs 17:22)

Remember... you are doing it for Jesus!
    What we choose to do, or even don’t do makes a difference in your life and in the lives of others. Do things out of a desire to please God and be careful not to become a people-pleaser. Don’t be driven by perfection or think you have to have it all together to be used; it's really quite the opposite. The more cracked your vessel is, the more He can come through... That should be our ultimate goal anyway! Love extravagantly because you can never love too much. How we choose to invest our time, energy, and resources will prove where our treasure is... what Jesus treasures is completely counter cultural! (See Matthew 25:31-46, James 4:17, Hebrews 13:2, Ecclesiastes 9:10, Colossians 3:23-24)

Here at my home, however imperfect or messy it may be, whether ready or not, here you can come. We have an open-door, open-heart policy. What you see is what you get. We are real people just like everyone else, with real joys, real hurts, and real passions, who serve a real, good God.

Don't this little twenty-nine-foot fifth-wheel trailer fool you... our treasure is in heaven! What we are building there will be far greater than what we have here on this earth. While we don't have a cute little doormat saying "Welcome" and while our home doesn't always appear the most welcoming, our door is open and you are welcome. Come on in and find Jesus... He lives here too!

Monday, February 1, 2010

A Word of Prayer

As I set forth on this journey as both a speaker and a writer, professions entirely dependent on the use of words, I am reminded of the impact words can have... more importantly, the power of Your Word...

You formed the entire universe as Your thoughts and plans came to be formed on Your lips...

Your Word came to this earth in a living body, with flesh and bone... alive and active...

Your Word came to penetrate our thoughts and attitudes... to divide soul from spirit...

Your Word came as flesh to be a lamp for our feet, a light for our path, revealing to us the way to live life, and life more abundantly...

Your Word came to move mountains and speak things into existence which were not yet in existence...

Your Word came to prove its power to heal the sick, bind up the brokenhearted, give sight to the blind, and open the ears of the deaf...

Your Word came to proclaim good news, to announce freedom to all captives, and to pardon all prisoners...

Your Word came to turn the tables of the self-righteous, wreak havoc on hypocrisy, and paint the ultimate picture of love...

Your Word came out of love for all of humanity... it was put to death by all of humanity, who did not understand it... yet, it conquered sin, death, and hell so that all of humanity might have the opportunity to abide in You on this earth and for all eternity!

Your Word came... a fulfillment of a promise... exhibiting the fullness of grace and truth... to write itself on human hearts... to change the world forever.

Your words are everything, Jesus.
My words are nothing, if they are not filled with Your Spirit.

Let this be a place where You speak, where Your words are heard...
loud and clear...  

words that will change hearts and lives...  
words that will change families and communities...
words that will rock this world and forever change the generations to come...

For NOTHING is impossible with Your Word... and "blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!"