[How excited Christ will be to return and discover a spotless, brilliantly radiant and ready Bride waiting on Him, beckoning Him to herself.  Oh, God!  I pray your people who are called by your name would walk in agape love with one another.  We are brothers and sisters!

His Bride must individually seek more quality time with the Father, abiding in His love and presence before we can walk in unity and love with one another.]

{…this message was given with such a soft and pleading tone…a passionate beckoning…exclamations = pleading}

“Do you see the light?  I’ve emblazoned it upon you!  You ARE that light people are drawn to.  The light, the peace, the very presence of God must radiate and ripple outwardly from you.  Your bodies are the temples of the Holy Spirit, literally.

Wake up!  Don’t be fooled by Prince Charming ~ wait upon me.  My sheep know my voice but how can you truly know it if you’re too busy or too much ‘in control’ to seek and follow it?  Stop!  I am leading you beside still waters to restore your souls.  Allow me.  I will not force you.  I’m gently calling your heart, softly rapping upon your secret chambers ~ won’t you open yourself to me?

I love you!  ‘For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’ (Jer 29:11)  Stop opening up to unimportant, noncritical things and focus your eyes back on me ~ or on me for truly the first time.

Surrender ~ we haven’t much time.  Allow me to become the lover of your soul that I truly am…I AM.  The enemy  only wants to seduce you, violate, shame, and disgrace you.  He wants to KILL you!  I only want to love you.

Wait on me.  Stop!  Slow down and stop…until there is blessed silence. ~ WAIT ~  As long as it takes and I will fill the silence.  I will show up if you wait.  I will shower you with gifts and pour out my love and grace like never before in the history of this earth.

Do you want me?  Because, I am a gentleman.  Do you truly desire and yearn ~ ache ~ for me?  Are you really hungry…starving?  Can you feel a pressing, physical need for my presence and power?  If so be still and wait for me. 

Go into your closets or secret chambers and seek me in the silence.  Enough muttering and stuttering, I know you meant well but, (I say this tenderly and lovingly), it was ignorance!  ‘My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge’ (Hos 4:6)  ~ No more beloved!  I’m asking you… in a time where it is not popular or very becoming to put off instant gratification, in an age where time has truly become the most valuable yet wasted resource, will you break your alabaster box on me?  Will you invest in eternity and my kingdom?  Will you truly seek me ~ daily ~ until I am found by you?!  Oh, how my heart aches for you! ~ Come back into my loving, aching arms.  Let us dance, my beloved, my Bride.”

[Immediately at the end of this I heard a song in my spirit, Kari Jobe's 'My Beloved']

May God richly bless you…

(I began this post June 27, 2009)

After dipping my toes in and dangling my feet over the edge and into the water for years, I now feel I’m in over my head.  In reality, I know that I am just getting my feet wet.  I have entered into the river and so I am relieved, excited, hopeful and frightened all at once.  At the risk of overgeneralization, I would like to expound.

May 25, 2009 was truly a Memorial Day for me.  I became extremely agitated and overwhelmed, frustrated and disgusted with the confusion and chaos shrouding my mind and slowly destroying my life that finally, out of righteous anger, I declared myself free from any and all residual strongholds and entaglements that had managed, thus far, to linger on inside my soul.  (Whew! ~ That was most likely a HUGE run-on, but I’m just sayin…!)  I put my tongue to work that night and declared my destiny, though I had no idea, really, what I had done.  I thought I was only venting…I should have known better.  I was absolutely furious!  I yelled and told the devil just what I thought of him and exactly what I would no longer tolerate.  I stomped my feet and pounded my fist on the table that night as I shouted, and…I MEANT EVERY WORD!  

*** continued writing  10/5/09 ***

July 31, 2009 was Day 1.  I began my new life.  At long last, a life of true freedom.  Later, the wisdom and insight of a good friend connected the two dates together and revealed to me that it was my earlier declaration which had truly freed me.  Thank you, Jesus!  How does it feel to be free?  It feels exhilarating and exciting and empowering!  The Holy Spirit whispered to me…”Purity = Power.”  Yes it does! 

It is only by the grace of God that I am able to maintain my purity.  Of course, I am not perfect and when I begin to stumble He is always there to catch me and keep me from falling.  There have been moments I felt enticed to compromise or throw away my integrity and purity…I had to cling to Jesus and, like Joseph, FLEE from the temptation.  And there have also been a couple times when I attempted to abandon my reason and fling aside God’s guidance in order to pursue my fleshly desire.  This is precisely where His saving grace comes onto the scene!  Thank you, Lord, that you saved me from myself before I could ruin the good work you are continuing in me!  He is always, always faithful!

Now, these things I’m referring to…the temptations and enticements…they aren’t really big anymore.  The enemy can’t come at me with major things as much as he could before.  They were mostly tiny, small, seemingly inconspicous things that some may have not taken the time to even think twice about.  This is exactly where the devil does his crafty work, in the minute details.  His favorite line is, “It doesn’t matter; it’s no big deal.”  HA ~ LIAR!  Don’t fall for his cheap lies.  He wants to get you to compromise with the small things so you will slowly numb your conscience and not care when it comes time to swallow his bigger schemes.  Plus he’d like to keep your family in bondage for each time you choose compromise.  How about that?!  He doesn’t play fair; he’ll pick on your kids if you don’t bite his bait. 

Anyway, enough about our defeated foe.  Back to God!  He is so glorious…so faithful!  Everyday is a new gift straight from God.  I choose to use my time wisely, serving Him by loving and serving others.  Each day I choose to stand firm is another chord added to the overall strength in my belt of truth.  The joy of the Lord is my strength!  And oh! I thank Him for the joy within me that enables me to continue on in love and truth, pursuing His will for my life. 

I have successfully entered the Jordan!  “Fear not!”  But I forgot to be afraid because I’m in love with my Savior and my eyes are fixed on Him alone!  I will come out on the other side!  I will also come out a much stronger woman of God, by His grace and mercy!

There has been so much happening in my life these past several months, I can’t touch on all of it here.  In a nutshell:  #1 didn’t go to The Gambia, didn’t raise the $, still owe $2000 for the ticket, which I can use in the future :(  #2 dropped everything! school, boyfriend, dreams, plans, desires, etc. at the request of the Lord (some of these things I honestly felt I was doing because they were God’s will for me), nope!, He realigned EVERYTHING  #3  He did a miraculous healing and restoration in me! It was really a supernatural experience!  #4  He replaced my desires and godly ambitions with His desires for me, for example, I was not an intercessor! but now it’s my passion!  #5  In the midst of everything, I received a very interesting 3 AM phone call which I will discuss more in depth in the future.  Suffice it to say that those things we put on the shelf because they didn’t seem to happen as God said they would…they will come off of the shelf in God’s perfect time, much to our amazement!

To bring things into the real world.  I’ve recently also left my job and stepped out into full time ministry.  (Watching the faithfulness of God and Him providing for our every need is incredible!)  My good friend and fellow VWMTC graduate, Krystal, and I are beginning a new ministry, Chapter 8 Ministries, and working on opening a 24/7 prayer room in Tulsa called ‘The Upper Room.’  Also, the Lord has been impressing upon me to write and record in my solitude.  There are actually many projects He has given me, along with other people, and this is just an extremely exciting and interesting time in my life!  I am definitely enjoying the journey!!! 

I don’t know how this will sound.  I wonder if I’ve rambled.  At any rate, there it is…the truth.  And to God alone be all the glory and honor!

Until next time…may His grace and peace be unto you and yours!

Snowflakes are individually unique, magnificent and pure. There’s joy in snow!

There’s a white blanket out there covering everything; it’s beautiful, really. Snow angels, snowball fights, running and playing, carefree and content. We had a great time! I remember doing that with my mom when I was about 15, before life got complicated. We put her scarf on the snowtoddler we made :)

My babies sure are growing fast! (Can’t even keep them to stay in a size of jeans for long) I’m just going to love them and enjoy them for as long as I can, and hope in the end I’ve imparted a love for life and the Lord. They’re good and happy kids, really, and their strong spirits are a wonderful asset to the kingdom of God, even if it takes a great deal of extra strength and effort to shape and mold them.

Thank you Lord for my little snowflakes.

God doesn’t have a Plan B for you.  He doesn’t need it.  Though we have free will, He knew all along what choices we would make and planned accordingly. 

Isn’t it funny that we have Plan A, B, and C.  In addition, we are quick to think through and weigh out 15 different scenarios and the potential outcomes in a matter of seconds.  At times, having done everything else in our power, not even thinking to look for God in the situation, we finally ’resort to praying’.  But He truly is the hope to the hopeless, the light to the darkness, the Alpha and Omega.  The great I AM.  What a mighty God we are blessed to serve.

So, I didn’t make it into nursing school.  Onto Plan B.  Or Plan C…I’m not sure.

Plan B – reapply and enter into the spring ’10 nursing program at TCC

Plan C - finish prereqs at TCC for an associates  in pre-nursing and transfer to the ORU nursing program in the fall ‘10.  I’ve desired to attend ORU all my life, that’s my obvious choice, but let God’s will be done :)

And about the ‘Plan B’ mission trip… I drafted my letter and flyer and I am believing God to raise the $3500.  Thankfully, the organization sent me a book which addresses the ‘fear’ of fundraising.  Perfect, these people are awesome!  I also received two other books; one about the country, and the other about the difference in our religions.  See, the wonderful thing is, I feel God is leading me to just love the people and let the love of God shine through me in their lives.  I am so blessed and excited to serve on this medical trip!

Any path you take to God’s will result in Plan A being fulfilled if you don’t stray, or if you return when you’ve strayed.  I love the verse in the Bible that says, “He restores all the years the locusts ate.”  Ephesians tells us to stand firm in the armor of God, and when we’ve stood, stand some more.   As long as we continue, we cannot be defeated.  We all fall, but unless we remain down when we fall, we already have the victory in Christ Jesus.  Our instructions are just to stand and praise God, His mighty plan will unfold.  Not only for us, but for the people our lives will affect either directly or indirectly through our faith and obedience in Him. 

Hey, if  He will use a donkey, He will surely use everyone of His faithful children.

Lord, help me to stay on your path, at every turn, every curve, and every decision.  Lead me not into temptation but deliver me from evil.  Thank you for your angels that surround and protect my family, friends, loved ones, everyone reading this blog, and myself.  In the name of Jesus, Amen.

Life’s not always fair, but God is always good!

I’ve been recovering from a nasty cold all week, so you can imagine my joy upon awaking to rowdy boys at 6 AM.  Oh yeah.  Then to make matters worse my daughter gets up and screams and cries all morning.  UGH!  I don’t know if I had any patience at all when I woke up; I certainly didn’t have any by the time my aunt arrived around 7:30 to take the kids to their basketball and cheerleading.  I had already given at least two or three spankings to my daughter who continuously refused to eat and get ready.  My aunt, so loving and gentle, said she would take over for me.  (An attempt to keep me from yellling.)  How’d that work?!  The kids didn’t respond well to her soft persuation either and when they finally walked out of the house it was a few minutes after 8.  The pictures began at the church at 8.  Nice.

It was my fault for not staying up at  6 when the boys initially woke me up.  I could have laid out their uniforms, socks, shoes, etc.  Okay, I admit that.  But the uniforms were located easy enough and still the kids took their own sweet time playing, screaming, eating, playing, dressing, screaming, playing, brushing teeth, screaming, playing.  (Now you’ve got the picture.)  A person can only take so much and I believe my aunt coming this morning was a Godsend!  I literally had tears in my eyes from frustration.  Thank God she was here to take them.  Now, I’m sitting here thinking how the morning should have transpired, but really I’m too tired to analyze the situation. 

These are the moments I look to heaven and wonder how I can do this.  Usually, it’s evening or bedtime and I go to sleep and wake up refreshed.  In this case, the beginning of the day was overwhelming and sleep is not an option.  Sometimes, I feel it’s all too much to bear.  I know my feeling sick is contributing to this perspective, but understanding does not always lead to better perception.  I’m tired of my children, despite my best, consistant efforts, showing disrespect and disobedience.  I’m tired of the boys breaking, destroying, and roughly handling everything and everybody.  I’m tired of my daughter crying.  I’m just tired.

I thought about getting ready and going to the church to watch them play.  (This is an every Saturday event for two months.)  Then, I thought I could just relax and wait for her to bring them back.  No matter, my daughter forgot her pom-poms and I need to take them to her.  Today is picture day and it just wouldn’t look the same without pom-poms.  So, here I go for round two…

Lord, I pray you will give me peace, understanding, wisdom, and discernment to handle the children with love, even when I am so overwhelmed and upset that I don’t feel like praying or asking for help.  I pray you would help me see these children as the blessings they truly are and not the animals they act like sometimes.  I pray you give them peace and a quiet, gentle spirit.  For that matter, I pray for a quiet, gentle spirit!

Without you I am nothing, and can do nothing of value.  I need you so bad in these moments when I feel I cannot hold up under pressure.  You are my foundation, my Rock, my Jehovah Jireh, and I thank you that you are always working in every detail of our lives.  I put my faith, hope, trust in you Lord and I commit this day to your will.

Thank you for always being faithful and good.  Thank you for your ever-increasing mercy.  Thank you for loving me first. 

Amen.

Okay, much better.  Here is the end of the day and it turned out wonderful because my aunt decided to take all the kids back to her house for the day and evening.  I got a much needed break which restored my sanity.  My aunt took them out hiking and exploring the country surrounding her house and wore them out for me.  I had much more patience with the kids upon their return.  :)  Thank you Amikee!

This summer, I’m going to The Gambia, West Africa, with a group that focuses on missions trips serving Muslim people.  The same organization that was initially planning the trip to Egypt.

Seriously though, she said she would let me get my hands dirty!  I will be giving shots.  At least I will be getting valuable experience working with patients and understanding what diseases and illnesses they are dealing with.  And I might be the only student at school this fall with hands on experience in some areas.  Who knows?

On another note, I turned in my nursing application awhile back and I’m just believing God for favor!  I will find out the first week of Feb.  That gonna be a great week!  Taxes and nursing school acceptance letter :)  I’m praying about paying for my trip in full before I go.  Honestly, I intensely dislike the generating support aspect. 

My stomach was in knots when I kept believing for the Dominican Republic and the deadline passed, airline tickets passed and it looked hopeless….and then BAM, there was $800 from an anonymous donor.  I quickly begged and gathered up the few other hundred due, booked my own airfare….the rest is history.  The trip forever cemented missions in my heart.  I was passionate and sure of my call before, but when I stepped on foreign soil, it hurt to come back.  And the ache still drives me to accomplish school and go

To Africa…finally.  And to North Carolina.  That’s always a fun drive with the kids.  Across the country, through the mountains…here we come, Sis!

So, I had a friend ask some questions the other evening concerning friendship.  It’s like we feel guilty when we realize a relationship is not productive, for either party involved; and feel even worse when we want out.  All I can say is,

 “Do not be deceived: Bad company corrupts good morals.” ~ II Cor 15:33

and

“I’ve faced dangers in the city, in the open country, on the sea, and from believers who turned out to be false friends.” ~ II Cor 11:26    ~Paul understood

Honestly, if no one is receiving edification or enjoyment out of your time spent together, or if one or both people leave with a negative aftertaste or in a worse mood…then why would either of you wish to continue on?

Some people change and move in different directions.  Sometimes, a person will begin to reveal her true self only after she feels comfortable in a relationship.  Maybe she has some issues.  Are you in a position to speak positive influence in her life and pray it for her as well?  Great, then mentor her.  If not, or if you feel stressed about it and no peace, stop.  It’s not worth your time, effort, and energy.  Let God be God, cut it loose, and He’ll find her help and you another, godly friend(s).  People are stonger than we give them credit for.  Humans are resiliant, they bounce back and adapt easily.

This seems to be an issue with many people now days.  I even had a brief separation from a good friend of mine for a period of 5 or 6 months.  I think we did a good job in communicating effectively and maturely.  The Holy Spirit had been preparing us, I think.  Anyway, when we came back together half a year later, God had worked on many things in both of our characters during the separation.  Things that we could not have dealt with effectively if we were friends.  (An example:  when one friend intends to stop smoking but can’t because his friends smoke, etc.)

“A man of too many friends comes to ruin, But there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.”

As God would have it, we remain best friends to this day.  I’m glad we handled things with communication and maturity.

I pray you have peace, joy, happiness, and mutual respect in all your relationships!

What an incredible, amazing, wonderful, blessed, beautiful day! 

After hurrying to see my patients (daycare closed early) and doing some last minute shopping, I was blessed with the beautiful sight of ALL THREE of my babies getting baptized!  I am still so full of joy from the experience.

We’d discussed ‘being saved’ pretty recently.  I volunteered to help with the Toys for Tots this year at our church and after the training session I began to think that this ‘counseling children’ thing was so incredibly easy so why hadn’t I done this with my children already.  LoL  Well, upon talking to the children about accepting Jesus into their heart, my two younger children said that they had, in fact, accepted Jesus with my help.  (I had just forgotten.)  I guess that’s a good thing.  We talk about Jesus so much that I didn’t actually stop to ask Isaiah that day in the car when he repeated the simple prayer after me if that was his first time in doing so.  It was.  After thinking for a moment, I remembered the previous conversation and I was grateful I had played a part in both his and Geneva’s salvation! 

{{This is where some people question salvation at such a young age ~ To all of you I ask, ”Are you 100% clear on every aspect of theology now?!  Neither am I, but I’m sure glad I’m saved anyway!”}}

ANYWAY…

The next week I began asking them if they knew what it meant to be baptized.  Nope.  I explained that it was a step of obedience to God as well as a kind of show to others that they’d made a commitment to God and Jesus, an outward expression of their inward decision, etc.  They told me over the next couple of days that they wanted to be baptized.  You can imagine my surprise when Pastor Alex announced that the church would have baptisms before the Christmas Eve service.  I was so excited!  Then I got serious about whether they were old enough to take it seriously.  After talking with them individually, I felt sure about Jaden and Geneva understanding and sincerely wanted to be baptized.  Isaiah, on the other hand!  I tried to talk him out of it…LOL  He looked at me, so sincerely, with his puppy dog expression and little brown eyes and said, “But Mommy I want to obey God.”  How could I refuse?! 

It’s quite possibly the most beautiful moment of my life thus far, witnessing the baptisms of all my children on Christmas Eve.

Isaiah

Jaden

Geneva

Geneva, afterwards

I am so proud of my three little soldiers!  This was my Christmas present!  (And Moma, I know you were watching too!)

The service was great too!  And it was also the kids’ first time to participate in communion.  I had the privilege of teaching them the meaning behind that as well.

WARNING:  The following writing contains fragments of thoughts which may not display suitable coherency for A type personalities or linear thinkers.

Having said that…

I’m 99% sure I will begin clinical nursing school in August!  There’s no way I can describe my feelings when I first realized there was actually a chance I could begin the program in the fall.  I am putting the final touches on the application, etc.  I take my NET (Nurse Entrance Test) on Jan. 3, so pray for me! LoL I’m actually going to buy the study guide, so….  Also, I have to get another TB test ~yippee!  Gotta love those needles.

Even now, I’m overwhelmed when I imagine the end of this journey.  (The end of the second leg of this journey :)  <<<<The end of the first leg was graduating from Victory Bible Institute/Victory World Missions Training Center….in 2007>>>>>  The third leg is obtaining my pilot license, possibly also a degree in aviation maintanence….but that’s a long time in school again so I’d rather God just supply me with a husband who has both already :)  Either way, I know I’m supposed to get at least a pilot’s license.  AND THE FOURTH LEG IS  R E L O C A T I N G   to Africa!

My mind, as usual, is all over the place.  (Nevermind that I’ve only had 4 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours.)  First, I wonder, how long before we move to Africa?  How long will I work as an RN here in the states?  Should I go on to get my BSN?  When should I begin training for my pilot’s license, and which program should I pursue?  UGH!!!

~ ~ ~ s L o W    D o w N    b R a I n ~ ~ ~

Okay, so anyway, I’ve learned not to make a whole bunch of plans because they usually get all messed up by the Holy Spirit. LoL I’m still not sure why this knowledge doesn’t deter me.  Even now, I’m working out the answers to the aforementioned questions in my head.  Does it stop?!  Men don’t seem to have this problem as much, it seems.  I want very much to go relax in my ‘nothing box.’  (Gotta see the series by Mark Gungor to understand that one)

In the end, I have to give the credit to God because despite my best efforts to (unwittingly) thwart, or further delay, His plans for me, they are coming to pass.   Thank God for that!

Okay, I give up!  This is painful.  Nite :)

One more thing though, before I go.  I don’t know if I mentioned previously or not about my trip to Africa next year.  I had made it a point after mom died to not look for any trips, but instead, to consider and pray about opportunities that presented themselves to me.  I had several possibilities that I seriously considered, including:  South Africa next Sept. with Thrive Africa, Greece in July with school, and back to the Dominican Republic in March with Victory Christian Center.  Although the desire was present to participate in all of these trips, I had no peace. 

Finally, I believe I have found the trip that is right for me.  A medical trip to Egypt, North Africa, towards the end of July/beginning of August.  This trip includes the basics of what God has placed on my heart which is ministering through medicine to Muslims in North Africa.  So far I have peace, and the dates seem like they will coincide perfectly between the end of my summer semester and beginning of nursing school.  I hope this is the one!

More to come…

I am always amazed at God’s effort on our behalf!  When people wonder where God is and if He cares for them or their individual situation, I find myself praying they will <<be open to>> receive a fresh revelation of His love.

My good friend, Jennifer, gave me a testimony of how her sister basically got a miracle straight from heaven the other night!  There was no denying that God had orchestrated a series of events just for her.  I have had times in my life when I knew He had done the same for me.  What an incredible feeling!  There truly is no high like the Most High!

Wow!  What a title for this entry!  And yet I’ve no idea what I’m going to write.  Holy Spirit, do your thing!

I want to begin by copying and pasting an interview I had with T. Suzanne Eller on a site called Momlogic.  I feel this excerpt will cover important elements in my faith journey:

“I said a prayer of salvation at 16 when a friend in school invited me to a youth celebration. (I didn’t even know it was a church function.) Nothing much changed until I had encounters with some ‘Rhemanites,’ a water, and a Holy Spirit baptism! I began to understand, somewhat, the meaning of a real and personal relationship with my Savior, Jesus Christ. I began going to church regularly around Easter of 2004. (The free Easter egg hunt lured me in.)

“I joined a faith and Spirit filled church where the preacher was a world renowned Bible teacher. I was fed soup, salad, meat, veggies, AND dessert…fast. My knowledge of God and the Word seriously exploded! After three years I recognized what God had planned for my life, changed my college major to nursing, and attended Victory Bible Institute/Victory World Missions Training Center. I finally had direction in life and it felt/feels GREAT!

“Having said all that, for a long time while I was sitting under great teaching in church and school, I had refused to let some things go in my life that I knew were wrong for me. We all have different things God’s dealing with us on, and some things may not even seem wrong to others, but we know and feel that they’re wrong for us. (Does that make sense?) Anyway, it wasn’t until I truly fell on my knees, broken and humbled, before God, willing to surrender anything and everything, in response to His overwhelming love for me, that I truly began to live! I would give up all my hopes, dreams, plans, EVERYTHING just to sit at His feet and love Him! I found this was the moment God had been waiting for. I now walk in a peace, joy, and contentedness that I have never known before in my life.

“Now there are so many opportunities to help and encourage others, as well as the incredible blessing of God flowing freely in my life! I can’t describe the difference!”

Thank you to the ‘Rhemanites’ I referred to in this quote.  Thank you for seeing past the outward appearance and attitudes to tend to my spirit and soul!  For this I will be eternally grateful!  [Joy(Mitchell) Wegener, Beth & Todd Davis, Brandon Shadek, and all the others I forgot to mention!] 

I have put it all on the line.  God asks “Would you remain single indefinitely if I could better use you to minister?”  After a few moments and a sigh, I answered, honestly, “Yes, Lord.”  (Can I just be honest about this?)  God inquired, “If you never step foot in Africa, never even live outside of the United States, would you prefer me still?”  Quickly now, “Yes, Lord!”  Now as I type this, I recall from years ago, God’s haunting question, “Would you leave your children behind?”  I only cried that hard a couple of times in my life, but my answer was the same.  I remember looking up to God and wondering why He would have me do such a thing as leave my babies behind with my aunt to raise them.  He wouldn’t.  He won’t.  I knew upon asking the question.  He simply wanted to know where my priorities were.

God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, my priority is only you.  I long to spend time with you and know you, really know you.  I want to cry when you cry and laugh when you laugh, I want to hurt when you hurt.  Let me see people through your eyes.  Touch their lives through me.  I yield my clay vessel unto you.  Thank you for giving me all my hopes, dreams, and desires but if they never come to pass I will be content in loving and serving you in anyway I can.

I’ve put myself completely on the altar.  Every hang-up, every hurt, every inch.  Though the living sacrifice tries to crawl off, I will not have it.  The past along with it’s wrong & bad decisions stopped here.  I REFUSE to go around the mountain AGAIN!! 

My life feels like a fairytale most days.  I am overwhelmed with joy, peace, patience….ALL the fruit of the Spirit!  Thank You!!!