Earlier this year, back in March, I was having a serious case of I-don’t-want-to-write-anything. Call it “writer’s block”, but there was something deeper going on in my heart. I was tired of writing my feelings, my thoughts, and my struggles in my life. I was spending hours writing about my day, and for what? I…
It’s been on my heart recently to talk to you girls about your grades. Whether you are in middle school, high school, college I want you to know that your grades do not define you.
I’ve talked to girls who are so stressed about their grades they have trouble sleeping at night. They need that A+…
I am not going to write about modesty. I feel like it’s important to clarify that, in case you thought I was going there because of the title of this post. I’m all for modesty but I’m sure you, like many others, have grown weary of people telling you to dress like a nun because it’ll be fun. However, this post is about the way God wants us to dress. To be honest, it is more important than the clothes we wear.
My friends were all good at something. Adriana could play the viola and piano. Tessa was the best swimmer on her swim team. Hannah could speak French. Sophia was incredibly smart-witted and hilarious. Then there was me. I couldn’t play any instruments, couldn’t sing, I tried to be funny, I spoke American fluently… if that counts, and apparently everyone knew not to ask me to be on their team in P.E.
Then I started going to church.
First, I want you to know that you are special and you can have amazing encounters with God daily. You are never so lost that God cannot use your life to do beautiful things. You are found in Him. (Colossians 3:2-3) Second, I’d like to talk to you about your calling…
Today, I write to you from Brazil. I’m here for 3 months, waiting on God, asking Him about His purpose, why He has sent me here. I’m not here with a team, or any church. It’s just Jesus and I. He told me to go, and here I am. Typical. It’s quite funny when people ask me…
God sent me to Asia in April on a mission trip but before going, He told me to fast. It was a liquid fast and low-sugar. When God asked me to do this kind of fast in spiritual preparation for my trip, I was actually quite stoked. Just me and God! Together, battling the forces of nature, bringing my flesh low so my spirit could soar. Yes. I could not wait!
Ha. That was before it started.
Ask Me anything and I will do, Everything you ask Me to
If it’s My will then it will be done. Get ready to be amazed at My Son
He will do impossible things, For He is the King of Kings
You may not have a valentine, Or perhaps you do
But in any case I'd like to, Share a thing… or twenty-two
First, You should know, You are sweeter than pie
Second, God calls you, The apple of His eye
As Christians, we are on a journey, learning how to die to ourselves, our flesh, the things that separate us from God. It’s not always talked about, but there it is. We are learning how to die. In other words, we aren’t here to please ourselves, we aren’t here to follow people, we aren’t here to impress others with our spiritual gifts, we are only here to follow Jesus. But Lord knows, we need Jesus to follow Jesus and prayer helps.
Can we run? O Church, will we run?
Run together, Hand-in-hand, Away from the hate, To a heaven land
A place where we can discover, Where dreams speak aloud, A place to dance, jump, wonder, Where life was first given sound
Imagine a girl, no more than 13 years old, a scrawny thing, with wild, wavy hair, sitting in her room with her knees drawn to her chest. She is crying. Again. She is thinking… I just want to get it right. Why can’t I just get it right? I’m so tired of messing up,…