I wake up. Stumble to the Coffee, throw some Eggo waffles into the toaster oven for the wee ones. Don’t worry. We are healthy the rest of the day. (lie)
I get my kids looking like they are off to a Preppiest Kids Contest, while I’m rocking my yoga gear, yesterday’s eye-liner and pony tail. I drop off kids and wait for a bestie to call me around 8:15. I call another bestie around 9:00 am and I carry out my day.
It’s full of chaos, giggles, and crying and laundry…dreaded laundry. This is my life and the life of most of my friends. It’s my world in a bubble. I love my bubble.
I was listening to Matt Chandler one morning and he said, “If everyone you love , loves Jesus, then you don’t love enough people.”
Matt Chandler…I don’t have the time, energy, or brain space to love…
Nothing test my faith and uncovers fear like any dealings with my babies….especially where I have no control. Will they be in the best class? Will they have the best teachers? Will they have friends?
These are all things that I could have controlled a few years ago. I worked at a wonderful school with marvelous people. I would have some knowledge over things to bring me peace.
Last November, we moved to a new county where I am a complete NOBODY! I couldn’t name 4 teachers if you asked! Not having control is presenting another opportunity for me to grow in the Lord because it requires me to grab on tightly to his perfect love for me and the wee ones. It’s another opportunity for me to be open-handed with my children.
It’s absolutely the most difficult area for most mommas, I think. When I haven’t controlled a situation…
Ya’ll… only 10 more days of having to get small people up and out the door by 7:15. Who am I kidding…. 7:25, but the point is SUMMER IS HERE!! This is celebration time because ya’ll know I struggle with punctuality and a break from the shame brought on by the tardy bell is welcomed with open arms!
This also means more hours in the day for me to hear I’m hungry. I’m bored. She hit me!
I am normally a pretty patient person, but I’m also a screamer if I don’t make a plan to specifically NOT be a screamer!
Yes, it’s totally normal to lose it on your kids, but we can’t forget how powerful our words actually are. Check out this short video (3 min) below to learn 2 strategies to use INSTEAD of screaming. I’ve used them before and they totally kept me from sinning and destroying my kids with my words, tone, and actions. I’m also going to be praying for all mamas for the summer!
Prayer precedes a move of God, let’s pray God moves in our responses to our children this summer! Tweet that
If you are like me, you might not quite be at the singing praises stage. Here are some promises to yell instead!
And remember, your words are so powerful. Speaking these truths over your children will plants seeds and write truths on their little misbehaving hearts!
Praying for y’all!
Thank you for the gift of motherhood. Thank you for Jesus. Father God bless this summer break with lots of love and laughter. Help us to remember how powerful our words are and remind us of the truths you want us to speak over our children. Thank you for seasons and I pray a special blessing over every mama. Jesus help us to know how much you love us and teach us to swim in grace when we screw up. Help us to live open handed lives with our children. We love you, Jesus. You are everything.
I might be the tiredest person in the world. I swear my kids plot against me as to whose turn it is to jack with my sleep each night. With three kids and the messiest van in the neighborhood, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I’m not the hottest mess in the world.
I laughed at myself this morning as my kids ran to beat in the tardy bell….again. I’m such a good mom to allow them this opportunity to exercise before school. There is no telling what those ladies in the front office think of me. They are the sweetest ladies ever, though. Thank God for that.
With no make-up on and a toddler on my hip, I head to grocery store.
When Things Got Weird
There was a lady who was struggling to get her shopping cart situated. I spent five seconds helping her return it back to the kiosk. As I walked away, the thoughts spirit of fear, spirit of fear, spirit of fear came to my mind. I thought to myself Huh… That lady must be afraid of something. I got into my car and it was still there…spirit of fear, spirit of fear, spirit of fear.
I said out loud, “I mean….God, do you want me to do something about this?”
He gave me NO answer to that question.
When random thoughts or people pop into your head, it could be Holy Spirit telling you something.
I just kept hearing spirit of fear in my head. It was a very “loud” thought. I saw these people were parked next to me. With great hesitation, I got out the car and approached them. I kept thinking, I can’t believe I’m doing this…..
Praying for Strangers
“Excuse me, I know this is weird, but after I walked away from you, all I could hear was spirit of fear, spirit of fear, spirit of fear in my head. I was wondering if there is anything I can pray for you for? (Meanwhile I’m freaking out in my head)
They quickly said, yes… please. Relief consumed me as I thought they don’tthink I’m crazy. I prayed a very generic prayer. It probably covered all things protection and peace n Jesus’ name.
After the Amen, I asked if they could relate to anything that I prayed. She replied with, “Yes!” and shared that she has been really, really worried about something.
I have no idea how I knew what to say next. Out of NOWHERE, I said, “Remember that there is no fear in perfect love. Fear comes from punishment and that is not from God. You have a God that loves you perfectly and I pray you are able to receive that perfect love from Jesus in a way that will cast out all your fear. God loves you and he doesn’t want you afraid.
I then asked them if they knew Jesus like that, and they answered yes. I asked them their names and told them I’d be praying for them the rest of the day. They continued to thank me and I walked away.
What. In. The. World. Just. Happened!! I couldn’t believe what just went down in the parking lot of a discount grocery store!
I had never even spoken to strangers about Jesus, much less gotten out of my car, asked them personal questions, prayed in a public place, and busted out with scripture!!! I’ll tell you what happened.
That day, God used hot mess me to make a difference in the lives of these two strangers. My ideal self had arrived; except she looks differently than I had ever imagined.
I’d been trying to become this perfect Christian lady before doing anything cool for the kingdom of Heaven. That’s the kind of people God uses, right? Wrong. He uses hot messes.
This was an act of God’s love for me. He knew I’d go nuts over it… I have a passionate personality anyway. Add that to the fact that God had used me…with a stranger.
The results of that equation are a life filled with excitement and a desire to do life closely with God. God knows my heart and knew that it would change our relationship in a powerful way.
That day made me realize God wants to have fun with me. Embarrassing at first, but I felt like I had “hung out” with God or something. It made me want to put myself in positions for Him to use me like that again and again and again.
This story occurred years ago, but it’s what began my friendship with God.
God desires friendship with you too. You don’t have to change or improve. You don’t have clean yourself up.
You are enough. Wake up. Give God your Yes and rock Y.O. U….Hot mess and all. Tweet that
But do spend some time simply talking to your God like you would a friend. It’s an amazing beginning to a glory packed Christian life.
Praying for y’all!
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank you for Jesus and the cross. Thank you for desiring a relationship with us. Thank you for loving us enough to provide a way for communication. Help us to come to you first in all things through prayer. Help us not to hide. Jesus we need you and love you.
In your name I pray,
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Y’all this morning my quiet time with the Holy, Supreme, God of the universe accidentally began with Motown. And it. was. awesome. We are talking the Temptations, Jackson 5, Bobby Day, and Marvin Gay.
Lately, I’ve been getting up early (take that Proverbs 31 lady) to sit before the Lord, but I’m so dang tired it hasn’t been very fruitful. It takes me forever to wake up. By the time I’m actually awake to pray, my mind goes everywhere and I’m anything but quiet before God…and then a kid wakes up or something.
A Motown Morning
Today was different in the most unexpected way. Most days, I obviously start my Jesus time with worship music. I should note that this “set apart” time with God early is a new thing. It hasn’t been this formal…ever.
My Pandora station was on Motown. When it turned on I couldn’t help but dance! I pictured God laughing at me as I sang “Aint no mountain high enough to keep me from getting to you” God and “Hold On…I’m coming!” and “How Sweet it is to be loved by you!”
Ya’ll… it was the most fun I’ve had while looking at 5:17 a.m. on the clock!! I was having a dance party before God.
The ridiculousness of it didn’t seem to fit for my “serious” time before God. But God meets us where we are! I’m a girl who LOVES to dance and that’s where He met me this morning. I mean…it’s Motown ya’ll!
Going Old School
I decided to keep it old school and googled the Tabernacle on my phone. I thought about the Brazen Alter. I can’t help it… anytime I think of what went down on the Brazen Alter, I plug my nose at the thought of the STENCH!
BLECH! It grosses me out thinking about the nastiness that occurred during the slaughter for sacrifices.
Can I just say, thank you Jesus for living in 2017- post cross!
But what does that stench remind me of? My Sin!!! It settled my spirit and allowed me to enter into authentic praise for Jesus and His work on the cross.
Next, I saw the picture of the Bronze Laver. It was a bowl priest used to wash themselves clean before entering the presence of God. It settled my spirit even more as I praised God that I am already clean because of the word which He has spoken to me. (John 15:3)
I have been washed by the blood. My sinful heart continues to become more like Christ as I continue to wash my heart with the word of God. (Ephesians 5:26)
I then pictured myself entering into the Holy Place. It’s a place even more precious as it contains golden furniture representing prayer and the presence of God.
It settled my spirit even more as I prayed and prayed and sent lots of prayers up to my God who hears me. My spirit became even more settled and still.
The Secret Place
The next step was into the Holy of Holies. This morning I was able to actually sit, quietly before my God. I didn’t say a word. I just sat.
It’s literally impossible for me sit still and quiet. Not anymore.
God gave His people this tabernacle for a reason. Steps are taken before one enters into the Holy Place before God.
Hear me: Jesus is the only door you need.
You are literally on Holy Ground everywhere you go when Jesus lives in you. Tweet that.
But, there is something to say about prayerfully dying to self so our spirit can hear His voice.
My time in the quiet place didn’t last long. Kid 3 fell out of bed and a song bird kept chirping and annoying me. My quiet spirit was gone after that. But there’s always tomorrow!
I’ve never been more excited to wake up before dawn. Motown is my official wake up music from now on:)
Same ol’ Mistake
I was trying to be who I thought God wanted me to be before Him;serious, quiet, and still. That’s not me. He loves me dancing before Him!
My morning was a beautiful picture of a life that follows Jesus; he meets us where we are and draws us closer to Him.
He quiets my spirit.
He stills my soul.
I pray you ask Christ to meet you today. Ask Him to draw you closer to Him and wait in expectation.
Praying for y’all!
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thanks for wanting to spend time with us. Thank you for Jesus and your presence. Father, quiet our spirits so we can know and hear your voice. Bless our time with you regardless of how long it is. Provide moments to draw us closer to you. Show us areas where we need to get rid of to make more time for you. Jesus, you are everything. Make us hungry for you. In Jesus name I pray,
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I’m sitting in a semi dark room with a handful of people and we are told to “feel what we feel” as the words of the song You know Me by Steffany Gretzinger are playing. I hear the words you know when I rise and when I fall. You know everything and I feel…well…super exposed.
All my sin, shame, and guilt were bubbling to the top and I was almost scrunching in my seat. I was physically uncomfortable. I don’t like thinking about my sin. I don’t like remembering the seasons of my life where I was in glad rebellion of God’s design for my life.
The words came again. I see you. I know you. I know all about you. I remained uncomfortable, all my sin exposed. Then glory happened.
Out of nowhere, I heard God speak to me. Not in an audible way, but it was the moment that changed everything. With all my sin bubbling to the top, with all the shame and guilt and sins of my past screaming for attention, God spoke, “When I see you, I see GOOD.”
And a picture of a pink wave washed over me. You can imagine the ugly tears that followed. You see, I’d been searching to hear those words for longer than I can remember.
I’ve always known God was real. I remember talking to Him when I was child. My early years consisted of private Christians Schools, hours at church, and the smell of anointing oil. You’ve got to love smells that last past bath time.
I loved church. It felt like home to me and thinking of God as my Heavenly Father was very easy to do. My dad wasn’t around, so it seemed fitting for me to just talk to my Heavenly Father. At seven or eight years old, I wanted to get baptized. I’m not sure of my motives at the time, but I believed in God and trusted Jesus died for my sins. We want to complicate the gospel, but really…. that’s it.
Those who confess their sins, admit a need for a Savior, and chose to follow Jesus become part of God’s family. A childlike faith is what I had. That’s all I’ve ever needed, but didn’t know it.
I spent the next 20 years testing God’s love and faithfulness. I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing, but if you aren’t sure…then you don’t believe it’s true. Will He love me if I sin this kind of way? Will He love me more once I stop screwing up so much? Will he still love me after I’ve done all that??!! Those were the questions I didn’t know were motivating my actions and choices.
You see, I didn’t really trust God. How could I? I didn’t know Him. I knew about Him. I knew God was powerful. I knew He was present. I knew He was good-ish, but didn’t know His love for me was unconditional.
I received a phone call in the middle of the night in my early twenties. Phone calls in the middle of the night aren’t usually good. This particular one left me realizing I didn’t know what I believed about God.
I ran back to God and surrounding myself with truth. My spirit had been begging for the truth for years. Guilt and shame didn’t seem to leave me as I continued to ask God for “signs” that I was truly forgiven. My thoughts were: fake. liar. dirty. liar. fake. sinner.
I believed the lie, You have to do ______ before you will be good. NO bigger LIE in the WORLD! Tweet that
I had all the head knowledge in the world, but my heart had some re-learning to do about my Heavenly Father. I started reading the Bible with different eyes. I began asking myself the question, “What does this say about God?”
I started getting to KNOW the God of the Bible. It was only then I could recognize His voice. It was only then I was able to separate truth from lie and enter into friendship with God.
I became friends with the Sovereign, perfectly just, infinite Holy God. I let go of all past mistakes. It’s a process that is more fun every step of the way.
I asked God to change my desires. I became so hungry for truth I couldn’t get enough worship, scripture, prayer, and podcast. God continues to get bigger and bigger in my life as I follow Jesus.
One of my favorite things about following Jesus is noticing how redemptive He actually is. He redeems everything; including my personality. I used to think God wanted to change me…that lie wasted so much of my time!
I am a passionate person. Jesus is making me passionate for him. I’ve always been good with words. Jesus is redeeming my words to point people towards the cross.
I now have fun with my Heavenly Father with a faith that stays active. Most of the time, it feels like playing. Jesus removed shame and guilt. I now pray and intercede for others instead of just always begging for forgiveness. This is the space where miracles occur.
The Kingdom of Heaven truly belongs to the poor in spirit. Tweet that
I prayed that God would help me love the Bible. I love studying scripture and sewing those truths into my everyday life. Now, I teach those truths on the Radio! It’s amazing to see God’s faithfulness!
I used to pray that God would use me as a vessel to help carry out his will. I grow in awe of God because He ACTUALLY does use me. It’s crazy that He would include us! Thank you Jesus for making a way! He can use you too!
Now, it is my passion to help others learn how to recognize God’s voice and allow it to spark a life in Christ that draws others to Him. I love to teach what I’ve learned about Scripture and let it be the lens through which I see God.
You see, for years I wanted to hear the truth. I wanted to know what God said about my doubts, insecurities, fears, desires, and my sin. I couldn’t hear the truth. I had been listening to lies that I wasn’t good enough for God. I wasn’t convinced Jesus was fun enough, or ever satisfied with me.
How beautiful the truth is. It’s now my passion to empower women by speaking the truth of the gospel into the places of fear, doubt, sin, and pride by exposing lies and replacing them with God’s glory. The gospel of Jesus can restore what’s broken in your heart. Yes. It is possible. It happens when we completely surrender ourselves to Him. It happens when we become friends with God.
Please be sure to visit my friend, Alisa Nicaud’s story at flourishingtoday.com as she ends our tour strong!
Our mission is the same: speak the truth of the gospel to every eye who reads each word we write.
We need to know we aren’t alone because we have an enemy who HATES us. When God the Father gives His daughters His words to tell His people we become very dangerous warriors.
We shed light on the lies women believe. People who know the truth can’t help but share it.
It takes bravery to speak the words our Father God whispers to us. It takes commitment to take our stand in the mission God has given us. And believe it….God has given this to us.
If you have an audience of 1, 100, or 10,000 you have been called to speak-end. of. story.
We type the words of encouragement that touch the parts of brokenness that only the gospel of Jesus Christ can heal. Those words are read all over the globe!
We are committed to truth. We are committed to prayer. We are committed to giving our YES to God every time we sit in front of a blank white screen.
That means, our enemy is and will continue telling us no.
No. You aren’t any good at this.
No. That wasn’t God’s whisper.
No. This isn’t important. It’s all been said before.
No. Nobody cares about your thoughts or your walk with Christ.
Most who write in Jesus name have tasted and seen that the Lord is GOOD! Satan will try to do everything in his power to convince us that this kingdom work isn’t important or necessary.
He’ll wreak havoc in our lives trying to convince us this kingdom work isn’t worth it. He’ll jack with our health, our kids, our marriage. He’ll cause confusion, doubt, and blank spaces.
But Heaven is here. It’s at our fingertips as we grab onto Christ and His word. Heaven is here. It’s all around our stories. It’s in our struggles, our gladness, our moments of rejoicing, and our moments of suffering.
For two months I had a fog all over me. I didn’t know what it was. I knew what God wanted me to write and how He wanted me to say it. I was fully prepared to do the Lord’s work, but for two months I sat down to write and …….nothing.
I literally couldn’t get it out of my head.
My mentor told me when you begin to put yourself out there in ministry you are “flying a plane.” Before, I was driving a car.
He asked my process and expressed more safety precautions are required when flying a plane because more people are involved.
Ladies, we are flying planes! We need MUCH prayer! Ever since receiving this great golden nugget of wisdom, I’ve created my prayer team. Each time I sit to write, they all get a text.
I am then covered in prayer in the name of Jesus and nothing the enemy wants to do can stop me. There is power and confidence when you know you can’t be touched. That protected, safe place is where we glorify God with our words, graphics, and click to tweets.
So get a team! Mine has four members. That’s it. It doesn’t take many. I pray and intercede specifically for bloggers each Wednesday! I consider us small ministries. BECAUSE WE ARE.
Be encouraged today! Shine your little or big light with conviction…I’m still not over that..read more on that here:
“So then, men ought to regard us as servants of Christ and as those entrusted with the secret things of God.”-Paul
That’s right my Jesus loving lady blogger friends, we are servants of God, entrusted with the secret things of God.
Pray up. Study up. Listen up. And keep hitting publish.
Praying for y’all.
Dear Heavenly Father,
I praise you for Jesus and for the cross. Thank you for allowing us to do your work alongside you. Protect us Father from our enemy. Protect us from confusion and doubt. Continue to give us your heart for your people. Give us the words to encourage and uplift them as you would have it. Give us favor with our readers and prepare the hearts of minds of every reader you put before us. I pray this in the might name of Jesus.