From the Muck to the Mighty; My Journey with Jesus

As I was listening to a worship service this morning I could feel the presence of the Lord increasing in my home. The worship was genuinely beautiful. It ushered in the peacefully fierce presence of the Lord. The Holy Spirit filled the room to the point that the intensity gave me chills from head to toe.  I began to see a vision of a brick wall right in front of me. As I spun around, I realized that I was boxed in. I was surrounded on all sides by this wall. The corners were tied in strong. There was no escape. The bricks were red with gray mortar but they were larger than the normal red bricks that you see in home construction. They were the size of cinder blocks and the mortar was extra thick. The Lord put on my heart that this is what it’s like to be bound with a stronghold.  A stronghold is defined as: 1. a place that has been fortified so as to protect it against attack. I will follow up with the comment that a spiritual stronghold set up by the enemy is one that is cleve...

It seems like things have been quietly chaotic lately. Between starting a new job, the sun going down at 5pm, the cold weather, the snow and the thousand other things that go along with being a mom, life has been taking a toll on me over this last month.  Im not perfect, I still struggle with things at times. It’s difficult to get into a new work routine. It’s difficult to keep two kids happy. This quarantine stuff is making me crazy. I’ll never claim to know it all, but I do know that for some reason, every time I get busy and lose time, the Lords time is the time that gets cut. It’s like I know He’s there but when I get busy or deal with an attack of depression, it’s almost as if I revert to this introvert and isolate. I pray less when I should be praying more.  I haven’t blogged in a while because I haven’t had any visions or words lately (because I haven’t been taking the time to keep the Lord my priority) and I don’t want to be one of those people that has to drum it up t...