When the Door Doesn’t Open
I’ve spent a fair amount of time over my years injuring my shoulders while barreling into closed doors.
I’ve spent a fair amount of time over my years injuring my shoulders while barreling into closed doors.
While I was worshiping this morning I saw an open Bible begin to transform into Christ the person. All the scriptures formed His frame and His body inside and out. It was like watching an animation come to life.
I can’t make anyone a minister. God does the choosing. There’s no shiny positions in real Kingdom work and honestly God is the only one who anoints and appoints. I’m only called to see in hearts what God
Though pain and sorrow come near, the skylark remains a most cheerful songbird. In circular motions the little lark ascends towards Heaven and is one of the rare birds that sings while it flies. You would never know
When I began in ministry, I was terrified to speak in front of anyone, so I made sure my music tracks ran right together with no pause. It sounded like a good plan but the motive was fear and insecurity.
It’ll be at the edge of reason that you find God’s higher ways. That place where you can no longer explain what He just did or make any natural sense of it all.
Tonight, I just feel an overwhelming heart for those who haven’t quite gotten over certain seasons of pain. No matter what right steps you’ve taken towards healing, the grief still rests deep within you.
But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin. (John 1:17)
I find it is true that the eyes of a person can tell me so much. I’ve been asking the Lord this week if He can be seen in my own eyes. Does compassion shine through as a heart
Yesterday began and ended with blessings. We were gifted a refrigerator that was delivered yesterday, and I think I stared at it for an hour.