From the Muck to the Mighty; My Journey with Jesus

The last week has been one of total chaos. It started with me not even wanting to live in this house or this city anymore, and it ended with breakthrough, freedom, and more confirmation from the Lord that I’m hearing Him clearly.  I missed the Thursday night service this week, so I was glad to get back into church on Sunday. (Me missing service would turn out to be a key part of the end of this testimony)  On the way to church yesterday morning, I was talking with Regis and the Lord dropped another one of His bombs on me. “Go door to door healing the sick” I heard. I immediately started laughing because in no way is my introverted flesh comfortable doing door to door healing services especially here in Uniontown. I’m like Lord, I just started the monthly prayer meetings here, let me get some footing 🤣 So I’m telling Regis how the Lord is always pulling me in directions of stretching, obedience and growth; and that when it gets warmer out we are going door to door to pray for ...

When things in life don't go as planned, when we feel overwhelmed and emotional, when we feel like we are drowning in life; we have to stand on the goodness of God. We have to stand on the fact that He is Good. We have to stand firm in our faith that better days will come. We have to understand that our faith indeed moves mountains; even if all we can muster up in the moment, is an amount of faith equivalent to a mustard seed, or a single tear running down our face as we cry out Abba, Father. We have to understand that we don't pass through the valley of the shadow of death, but that we live there. Whether we like it or not, I think most of us can agree on the fact that this world seems to be going "down hill" at a steady rate. At least as far back as we can remember our parents and grandparents saying the same thing. It seems as this world continues to decline, get worse, divide or altogether fall apart; time keeps moving. With or without our participation in this li...

My motto has become “What else is there to do at 2am but to pray”. I’ve been on this schedule for as long as I can remember, always awake at night. It’s an amazing refresher for an introvert to be alone in a quiet house. To have that breathing room to just be. Not so much when you have three dogs a creaky old house and a husband that has to get up early for work. So I’ll lay here awake, tossing around, trying not to make noise or let the dogs make noise but inadvertently at some point wake Regis up only for him to look at me and go “why are you still awake?” and for me to wonder how people sleep all night. If you’re wired this way, you’re not crazy and you’re not alone. You’re probably called to intercede in prayer.  I’ll sit on the floor by the electric fireplace at the end of the bed and pray. Sometimes I’ll lay awake for hours staring at the ceiling, listening for the Lord. Tonight, I asked the Lord to come and sit with me for a while. I poured my heart out. I haven’t been dedic...

  I heard the Lord say “I will be your strong tower in 2023.” When He spoke, it was not in a tone that was reassuring or comforting but it was said as a matter of fact statement.  As this truth settled into my spirit, I was met with a vision of myself standing in a dusty field. It looked like the desert. It was dry and the air felt stagnant. There was no breeze. It was quiet.  Suddenly the dry grass began to sway. I heard the wind pick up with the sound like a freight train coming at you at a hundred miles an hour. My hair was blowing in the wind, sand and dirt were beating against my face. I was starting to lose my balance. The wind didn’t let up, as a matter of fact it increased. As it picked up, rain began to fall. Thunder and lightning rang through the sky.  As this storm around me increased, the temptation to panic welled up. As it did, however, so did the presence of the Lord. This confidence in Christ filled my spirit and I lifted my arms to praise the Lord. A...