He heals the wounds of every shattered heart.Psalms 147:3 (TPT) Have you ever experienced a broken heart? What did that feel like? I imagine it affected you not just emotionally, but affected your ability to think and make decisions, and probably caused a knot in the pit of your stomach. Thinking about our hearts this …
I didn’t have something weighing on my heart that I needed to share with the world today. But, something did give me an aha moment earlier this week. It was a scripture that I remember every time I think there is no way I can get myself together well enough to please God. Here is …
I woke up with a full mind today. You know how it goes—the long list of things you need to do, aggravated by the things you didn’t get done the day before—all keeping you from falling back to sleep. It is a tug-of-war with me. Depression keeps me frozen in place thinking about everything, which …
I don’t always get along with my husband. Shocking! I know! Sometimes I want to stay mad at him even when he apologizes. I want him to know just how hurt or mad I am and I don’t want him to think he can get away with whatever it was that he did or didn’t …
God of our Lord Jesus the Anointed, Father of Glory: I call out to You on behalf of Your people. Give them minds ready to receive wisdom and revelation so they will truly know You. Open the eyes of their hearts, and let the light of Your truth flood in. Shine Your light on the …
Two are better than one because a good return comes when two work together. If one of them falls, the other can help him up. But who will help the pitiful person who falls down alone? And if one person is vulnerable to attack, two can drive the attacker away. As the saying goes, “A …
I have filled him with the Spirit of God, giving him great wisdom, ability, and expertise in all kinds of crafts.Exodus 31:3 (NLT) It’s been a year, since I left the gates of Aurora, and what a year it has been! Traveling through the outer villages plying my trade, I picked up my sidekick, Sheff, …
I watched her approach the Gnarled Woods from my perch. She was most likely a Ute, I’d guess fifteen. That’s when they get spit out into the real world. I could see something glowing from her hand. She held it out in front of herself, passing it left to right, then back to center again. …
I’m excited to try something different. As a way to bridge the gap between my blog and my fiction writing, I have decided to post a few short stories about my secondary characters from my new project, Maelee’s Journey. Starting with Meg, the best friend (who is named after one of my puppies.) So here …
The Far Reaches of Grace 