Destinations

There are conversations going on in my heart that keep me at the edge of grace.  These are not perfect conversations but interpretations of the heartbeats that keep me alive.  These conversations are also incomplete. Beyond the walls of my heart they are empty and lifeless.  With no meaning outside of emotion, will you lift your glass as I toast ... To the boys I once loved, thank you for not having the courage to love me back.  Of all the things I could regret, it will never be my experience will you.  You taught me how to chase after Him and dive into His relentless love. Finally the scars on my heart are free to reflect His beauty.  To the guys I once liked, you helped me figure out what life is all about and why death is so easily feared.  It is the unexpected last breath that we are afraid of much like the unexpected end we shared.  I absolutely hated to watch you walk away but I'm grateful on my worst days you didn't s...

Confrontation: the act of facing hostility or defiance. the bringing together for examination or comparison. John 21: 15-17 15 So when they had eaten breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, "Simon, son of Jonah, b do you love Me more than these?" He said to Him, "Yes, Lord; You know that I love You." He said to him, "Feed My lambs." × References for John 21:15 Footnotes Ï 21:15 - NU-Text reads John. ...

I think everybody has found themselves on the wrong side of the door. Either you wish you hadn't opened it or, in my case, you wish you could just close it. Usually I'm not one to dwell on either side but this situation is special. It took more than a twisting of the knob or a turning of the key. I opened a lot more than a door. And I'm wise enough to say I need to close it. But I'm honest enough to say I don't know how.  And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven. (Matthew 16:19 KJV) Even the seasons prophesy. They have no known beginning or end. Sometimes that are skipped or extend but not once do they get offended. The glory of spring does not come at the expense of the exposure of winter. The harvest is consistent in increase but lacking in labor. The same is so of relationships. What starts off as friends can eas...

Intro: Closed Doors I think everybody has found themselves on the wrong side of the door. Either you wish you hadn't opened it or, in my case, you wish you could just close it. Usually I'm not one to dwell on either side but this situation is special. It took more than a twisting of the knob or a turning of the key. I opened a lot more than a door. And I'm wise enough to say I need to close it. But I'm honest enough to say I don't know how. Watch 8 3am is for lovers. Hearts reaching for beats. Racing to feed souls. Minds wonder at the speed of sound Waiting for ears to understand. Full lips dripping with honey From calling on the sweetest name known to man. 6am is for angels. Gentle nudges on your shoulder As you roll over in a new day. A sweet voice reaches down urging you to arise and eat. Provision awaits on table tops Seeking a belly to enter in. Lord I am your servant. Let your word be fulfilled. 9am is for healing. 40 minus 1. Most peop...

"The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you'll see their flaws. That's just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don't last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they're out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness' sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it's seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship." - Unknown And on my way back I decided I would take the long way home and speak my heart. I regret to inform you that speech therapy is over. This is nothing but a confession. - Hyquality For the first time in a long time I sat still. Shook, quiet, and meek wondering if opening my mouth was wisdom or being a fool. It wasn'...

"One thing I've learned: Don't let your mistakes take you out of the presence of God nor allow people's opinion of you when you make that mistake change the way you see yourself! Bc baby we all got something we've done & some still doing it, but His Grace."- Jaz Would you believe it wasn't my intention to be here typing this all out. I honestly let this blog go. In a lot of ways I gave up on writing with out giving up on it. Stuff that was suppose to be on this blog ended up being condescended to late night thoughts on Facebook and hidden notes on my iPhone. Its hilariously humbling that it took a post on Instagram for me to come back and say something. But I'm here and I have so much to share. I just pray you all are still listening. There is something about mistakes. Missing the mark over and over again until you create a cycle of false humility & sin. But it looks so good and it feels so right. God, I'm so sorry. Truth be told no...

A couple days ago a fellow blogger and sister of mine issued a challenge. The challenge was to write a blog on why I show my scars. Once I read the challenge I knew I had to participate. Sharing my journey through writing has been a source of healing and freedom not just for me but for those who read the blog. Ever since I started this blog I have had the support of Rhachelle and I am truly grateful for that. When I bought my first pink my scars tee from her RN brand t-shirt collection I promised myself I wouldn't put it on until I was ready to speak freely about everything I had been through. Needless to say the shirt is in heavy rotation and I can no longer be silent about how Christ rescued me. I hope that you all enjoy this post and decide to take the challenge as well. Check out rhachellenicol.com for more information on the challenge and rnbranddesign.bigcartel.com for the my scars t-shirts and her other ministry tees.  I show my scars because I was never good at putting o...