Memorial Stones

When I am too weak and worn to know what to pray, I can just humbly say that to Jesus in prayer and I know the Holy Spirit intercedes on my behalf. When I am too brokenhearted to even form words, Christ knows my heart and I can just go to Him and cry. Even when I am so elated and in awe of something He has done in my life, and I can only get out a thank you, He knows the words of my heart.

I want to be someone who lives with passion and conviction, not complacency. I want to take things I have accepted as truth and size them up to the Word of God, and hide His truth in my heart forgetting that which is false. I do not want to carelessly accept that which society or others preach as truth any longer. I want to recognize truth and see the world through His eyes and with His heart.

Originally published May 11, 2013 I attended a fundraiser dinner this week for a pregnancy center. I thought I was there for a very different reason than maybe what God had planned, and I still don’t clearly know why He willed it. It was eye opening to say the least. I expected a ministry update

Originally published April 11, 2013 It was a rough morning. My family received some disheartening news. It involved a loss that we had felt for months, but this morning we received confirmation of one of the worst scenarios we had suspected. It was a day of mourning and tears. But amongst the tears God showed

Originally published February 2, 2013 Two years ago, this week, I was surrounded by darkness. I was in a fog of hopelessness and had to force myself to get out of bed. Previous to that week, despite being a Christian, my relationship with Jesus was on my terms and therefore not what it should be.

Originally published December 19, 2012 The thing about being rendered helpless is that I get to see God’s provision. I am given the opportunity to stand back and watch in awe as He works around me. I am even more thankful for His provision as I know, beyond a doubt, it was nothing I accomplished.

Originally published December 6, 2012 I am still learning patience, as I am not a patient person and I hate waiting. I believe I am patient with people for the most part, but when it comes to waiting on God I have a hard time. I don’t think my impatience is caused by not believing

Originally published October 16, 2012 One of the things that I love about short term missions is continually feeling like I am in God’s sanctuary. It is like I feel His presence more, maybe because I am in a heightened state versus being comfortable and complacent. I feel his protection more, maybe because there is

Originally published October 8, 2012 I love the book of Esther. I do not know why, as I have loved it since I was a little girl. The idea of an orphan girl becoming Queen, a real portrayal of every little girl’s dream,  may have drawn me in but I also suspect that I have

Originally published October 5, 2012 It seems like I see more clearly here. It’s as if I am able to focus here, like things are so simple. Today I played with a child as they played with a plastic shopping bag with a string tied to the handle, as if it were a kite. Maybe