Whatever
Last night during worship with some friends, a song came on with these piercing words, Make me Your vessel Make me an offering Make me whatever You want me to be. As worship continued the word, “Whatever” seemed
Last night during worship with some friends, a song came on with these piercing words, Make me Your vessel Make me an offering Make me whatever You want me to be. As worship continued the word, “Whatever” seemed
Some of you have felt alone on a deserted island. Like a castaway lost at sea.
I’ve noticed that some believers are still moved very little by pain. It pains them a little when others hurt. It pains them little to see a world despondent. It pains them little to watch suffering souls struggle alone.
On today’s 320 Podcast are my sweet guests and fellow dreamers Paula Rambo, Nancy Ludlum, and Jessica Gunter. Each one of these ladies joins me today to discuss the frustrating part of the process of dreaming with Jesus. We often
Prayer is my hardest work and that which I labor in most. It is the drawing near to Christ and walking in the Spirit. Prayer brings divine direction so that you know when and where to, “Go.”
In God’s kindness and Kingdom provision has been declared the wombs of women as birthing places, both in the natural and in the Spirit. Out of the womb of a woman has come every new creature, prepared by Him for a purpose planned by Heaven’s own heart.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Sometimes our seasons cause us to doubt God’s plan for our lives. We begin to think He has put us on a shelf if things aren’t “moving forward” as we hoped.
When the Lord, through a friend, asked me to start writing poetry for graduates in their addiction recovery program, I had no idea that God was about to give me words of knowledge and prophetic utterances through poetry. Each one is uniquely given after prayer.
Inside of you is something precious. Whether you believe in The LORD, or not, He formed you in the womb, and He knows exactly what is in you.