Giggles and joys.
Heavy heaves and soulful sighs.
Bright mornings and cool evenings.
Highs and lows with everything in between.
I am grateful for all these things.
I think what has come was born from the broken places.
Where weeds once sprouted, I now find flowers.
Where dirt and earth once refused to give away,
I now find softened under my feet.
Grace has kept me.
Love has led me.
Hope has lifted me.
I am grateful. Continue reading Grateful
Always ever pointing upward
Sing, sing, sing
My heart ascribes greatness to my God and King
Sing, sing, sing
From day to day
He is my solid-rock salvation
Sing, sing, sing Continue reading Psalm Reflections
I love the writing community, Story Sessions! Women are taking up their brave on a daily basis, owning the beauty of brokenness, and sharing the story – healing words spilling from their souls. These words are beautiful. I met Jamie through Story Sessions and as a part of Story 201. She has been a shoulder of calm and confidence. She has inspired me to keep pressing in to the business of finishing out my memoir.
I know you will be encouraged by her poetic words on pressing in to the Beauty of Now. And please take a listen to her lovely, musical rendition.
Continue reading The Beauty of Now
Fire. Passion. Hope. Momentum. Dreams have this kind of spark.
Have you ever had a dream burning in your heart? It’s flames consuming your every waking moment. It won’t leave you alone. It won’t let you go. It wants you to stop what you’re doing right now and take notice.
This is your life. It is screaming from the rafters. Its voice is ripped, swollen, and bloody from every attempt to catch your ear.
Now it is pounding. Pounding louder. It won’t go away. It will not be silenced. You even hear it getting closer. Continue reading Making the Space – Own Your Dream