My Potter. I know it’s been awhile since we’ve sat together in the creative, Lord, but I feel You now. I feel Your thumb on me. You are smoothing out the wobbly sides of my vessel. You apply Your living water to my cracked and broken edges. I can feel the water spilling over me, …
Category Archives: Beginnings
Shades of Grief
It started with quiet weeping…slowly, the weeping became wailing; heart wrenching, depths of the soul sorrow spilling out all around me. I sat still and quiet as I listened from my chair next door. I was afraid to move; afraid to disturb the woman’s pain. Silent tears rolled down my face as I was witness …
A Friend Closer Than A Brother
“A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity…” -Proverbs 17:17 I woke up this morning with a woman on my mind and heart. She has been laced through my thoughts all day long. I have been thinking about her family, the things I have heard her say, the people I …
Perspective
I had a moment the other day where I had a shift. My judgmental thinking, the comfortable “this is how I view this’ vision changed. I had to pause and SEE. I have experienced so many changes in the last year that I have had to stop and process it all. I have been frozen …
Mom’s Stuff
I think I have previously written about a ‘Poverty Mentality’. If I have, and this is redundant, please disregard. But this topic is repeatedly before me as I meander through my life or relive my past life, or observe the lives of those close to me. I am in the process of cleaning my mama’s …
Holy Day
Our Jesus was and is a very personal man. He had encounters with individuals that we read about in the bible that called them out of their comfort zones, called them to accountability, called them to Himself. It is the same today. He is still calling us out to hear Him and make decisions about …
to be needed
I was in Fourth Grade. It is a memory as clear as yesterday in my heart and mind. I was new to the school, having moved onto a new base in Okinawa. I had not met too many people, but I tried to show my shy self as friendly as I could, to fit in. …
Daughter
My daughter spoke LIFE to me today. Life such that I was able to stand tall and rejoice. Rejoice in all the pain, unrest, labor and stretching that I had gone through as a mother; Rejoice in the ‘scars’. We moms are subject to attack on so many levels for just being moms. I think …
Deep Deep Water
In my hand was a yellowed packet of letters. The edges were worn, the ink on the outside nearly faded. The cultured manuscript belied their age. My Aunt Kathy was the ‘holder’ of the Brooks/Clark Family History. My Great Aunt Betty before her had handed it over, and now…. she was handing them to me. …
Confessions Of An Intercessor
There was THAT moment. That moment in time when realization flooded me. He has called me His. He has called me to be His Intercessor. His WHAT!!?? You mean, You want me to pray?! And HEY! JUST an Intercessor? What the heck God!? That’s it!? That’s all You got!? Can you imagine talking back to …