It is good to give thanks and praise to the Lord because of who He is and what He has done – Psalm 92:1
Heavy rain poured in the city that morning. From my sweet spot on the terrace, I stood in the doorway and listened. The God cord of my heart had been pulled. It tugged taut and tense forcing my attention. Gently winding it’s twisted strands around me – I woke up in the security and comfort of a smile. I was in a good mood. Continue reading “Give Me Grace : give thanks”
Rejection
I didn’t think the studio could hold my sadness. Tired oak floors, a second step that creaked as you made your way to the studio, splintered wood-paneled walls – everything about the place was old. And it was too old to hold my disappointment, too small to hold this colossal failure. I didn’t get the part after all. Continue reading “Notes From The Studio : a dancers lessons on life : REJECTION”
Restless. I woke up to the sound of the littlest lovelies immersed in free play. Around my head. Apparently there was a need for more boys in the kingdom they’d created. Who would get out of bed to retrieve Bill Franklin, Ade’s plush toy mouse?
I didn’t want to know and feigning sleep, turned over. But I was up and had been for over an hour. Restless, I’d already tapped out the events for the day on my mental activity planner. I’d thought as far as dinner. That’s rare. Continue reading “For When You Feel Restless”
Nothing
The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ’s love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in scripture
I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.– taken from Romans 8:31-39 The Message
I gave my life to the Lord as an adult. At 22, let’s just say I had developed a few unsavory habits. Like most new believers I struggled with sin…putting off the old man, so to speak. The church I attended then held altar calls at the end of every service – for people committing their lives to God for the first of fiftieth time as well as people like me…people who were already sold out on Jesus…just trying to get it right. Continue reading “Give Me Grace : Nothing”