Do you ever struggle with wanting to be real and wanting to be healed? Sometimes I do. Even though I realize the two go hand in hand. I used to shy away at times with being raw and revealing a tattered version of myself because in those moments of transparency and vulnerability – I show … Continue reading The Hope Buckets
As I was in the shower that thought came flooding back with this download. Holy Spirit showed me that in that gap was Jesus literally holding us, healing us, and making us whole again because what God removes he replaces and he can’t do that until we are whole. We are our own worst enemy occasionally working against God by doing his work for him.
Sitting on the shoreline I could see Jesus writing in the sand and showing how the water washes the lines away as a representation of sin when we bring it to his feet. He shows me an unpolished cup with his fingerprints all over it and how one would think it needs polished, but really its proof of his craftsmanship. He explains that often times we apply something topical before we polish - instead of cleansing anyway so what truly is the point? Why not leave the fingerprints? The scars? The imperfections? and trust him to work on those with us. Not to mention that is where our testimonies lay, and the opportunity to highlight his grace in restoring lives.
I love how God speaks to my heart in the moments of surrendering during worship. God laid these words on my heart today, "Life was good, but it got better." This past week I've been questioning how we share the importance of Jesus with people whose lives are good. It is easy to share Jesus … Continue reading Life was good but it got better
Before belonging to a church, I was fearful of being judged by their members. What would they think, and how would they treat me if they knew my story? If they knew my sins. Would they still smile as I walked in on Sunday and welcome me? Would they always pray over me and for … Continue reading Serving A Life Sentence.