From the Muck to the Mighty; My Journey with Jesus

  Jesus: gestures toward cross “I didn’t do this so you all could do that.” Me: Do what Lord? Jesus: vaguely gestures toward earth “That” Then the Lord put on my heart that He really didn’t go to the cross so we can do what we are doing; not only to eachother, but also to His name, and to His church. He died for us, but not for that.  He didn’t die so you could remain captive in your own minds. He died to set the captives free. He didn’t die so you could remain angry, bitter, hateful and mean. He died so you could have peace everlasting, joy abounding and be able to love the way He loves. He didn’t die for you so you could be anxious, depressed, selfish, jealous, envious, prideful, or full of lust and perversion. He died to break you free from everything that has kept you bound. He died to break you you free from yourself. He died to deliver us from evil.  He died so that every minute of every hour of every day could be spent walking in freedom. He died so the Holy Ghost ...

The past few days have been a whirlwind for me in the spirit world. We sometimes look at those on a platform or those in ministry and think that they are this elite group of chosen individuals. We can get jealous or envious wanting what they have but we don’t realize what sacrifice and obedience it takes to get there. We don’t want to put in the time or effort. We don’t want to sacrifice our flesh, we don’t want to say no to the drink, or the drug, or the food, or sex that comforts us. The same goes for the world of the flesh. They see the you tube and Instagram stars, the doctors and lawyers, and they covet their houses, cars and vacations. Yet they don’t want to go to school and put in the long hours or years of hard work to get there. Everyone wants to get to the end and enjoy the rewards without going through the process and putting in the work.  It’s the process that refines us. It’s the process and our own individual free will, moment by moment decisions that make or break ou...

 ❤️🩸✝️🔥⚔️🛡⚖️🙌🏻🪢💪🏻🌾 This world is going to continue, for now. Tomorrow will come, and the next day, and the next one after that and so on. At least for a little while, def not a long while, but at least for a little while this is our life. Yet one day there will be an imminent rapture, there will be trials and tribulations. One day Jesus will meet you face to face and you’ll have to account for your sins.  Wether you die of Covid, natural causes, the rapture, the be-heading, whatever happens there will come a day when eternity will be all that’s left. I think we are getting too wrapped up in politics and not wrapped up enough in the eternal mindset.  Biden, Harris, Trump, Pence, red, blue, BLM, KKK, conservatives, liberals, murderers, police officers, rapists, pastors, preachers, doctors, drug addicts, homeless, heartless, rich, poor, loved by man, despised by man; every single one of us is equally LOVED by our father the Lord God Almighty!!! EVERY ONE OF US IS EQ...

It’s funny to me, the way the Lord answers my prayers sometimes. After coming back from the trip, I have been praying for more quality time to spend with the Lord. First, my prayer was answered by my employer suggesting quarantine for a week. Now that I’ve been back to work, it’s been these late night, early morning hours. I’ve often found myself up late writing, reading and praying. Of course this morning the Lord gently woke me up about an hour before my alarm was set to go off. I really enjoy when that happens, it’s a little reminder that the Lord wants to spend time with me as much as I need to spend time with Him. I began thanking the Lord for my children, my job, my friends and family, my home, my car, etc, just going down the list of the million things I have to be thankful for and I began to realize how comfortable my bed was in that moment. I began snuggling into the blankets and rubbing my cheek on the pillow to find that spot that’s just right. The sun was starting to come u...

When life gets busy it’s usually the tiny hours in the morning that end up belonging to the Lord. Prayer has become a center focus of my life since I got baptized in fall of 2019 and came to know Christ. It’s these little conversations that calm my heart and steady my walk.  As I was praying tonight, I felt the Lord calling out to the intercessors. Calling to those people who are quiet and keep to themselves. The ones that are uncomfortable trying to preach to crowds or pray for others in public. Not everyone is called to a platform. Some are called to teach, some to preach, some to evangelize, some to scribe, and so on. One of the most important callings that we share is the call to intercessory prayer.  Intercession or intercessory prayer is the act of praying to the Lord on behalf of oneself or others. The Apostle Paul's exhortation to Timothy specified that intercession prayers should be made for all people. Everyone deserves to have someone praying for them.  Many of...

 What a week it has been. Going from moving a thousand miles an hour, completely surrounded by the presence and love of the Lord, to being home with the kids enjoying the quiet of “quarantine” before I could go back to work. I had my covid test and it was negative, so I’m allowed to integrate myself back into society now, but most of me doesn’t want to.  I look around and see the stuff that I have, and all I want to do is purge it all and walk away. It doesn’t have meaning.  My daughter is fussing about a forgotten password on her school computer, not happy about the pizza that we had delivered to our door and all I can think about are those children playing in the dirt in Tijuana. She doesn’t get it, and until last year I didn’t get it. Until you see how other people live and experience it for yourself, you won’t get it either. All of the pictures and videos of what it’s like around the world can’t begin to show you the full experience of living there. You can’t breathe ...

Returning home from a missions trip is always bitter sweet for me. I miss waking up and sharing my days with everyone. I miss their different personalities and perspectives. I miss their faces, their voices and their hearts. I don’t think the week could have gone any better. There was no drama, everyone worked together, and everyone respected one another. It was a great experience. The east coast team and the west coast team all blended together and felt like one big family by the end of the week. It was so hard to say goodbye.  Getting picked up to go home reminded me that I was back in the real world. I was so happy to see the kids and Leah did a wonderful job surprising me. Nash was whiny on the car ride home because he wanted me to hold him. Then the spirit of religion crept in out of my daughters mouth. You see the enemy doesn’t wait to get his jabs in where he can. Immediately after this trip, he was trying to get to me. She looked at me and said “Mom if Jesus does the healin...

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...

  As I was praying, the Lord showed me a vision. It was of a thick rain forest. As the vision panned out I could see a waterfall flowing into a large lake that fed a stream. All of the water continued to flow in one direction. Down the waterfall with force, into the lake where it calmed and then down the stream as it trickled away. The forest was thick, there were no paths to take. Then, as I looked again, I heard the Lord say “come”. The voice was full of peace but commanding, as it was stated like an order and not a request. As I looked around I couldn’t see a way to get there. I couldn’t go against the current and follow the rushing water up the waterfall. It appeared to only be going in one direction, away from the direction I was being called. Revelation 21:6 - And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. As I walked closer to the waterfall, I heard again the ...