Testimonies & Thoughts

There has been a war in my mind, and I have been losing. The casualties are stacking up around me as I allow the toxicity on the inside of me spill out and manifest itself around me. No more! This is an attempt to be armed with Truth, Christ, and the Word (all the same) so I can overcome over and over and over, and help those around me do the same. Holy Spirit, you are my counselor. You guide me in all Truth ( John 16:13 ). I set apart this time to write down the truths I need to remind myself of when I am weakened by the lies and deception of the enemy. The enemy comes in so many different ways and forms. It is in drawing nearer to the truth that the lies become more evident and will lose their power in my life. Lord, your children are hurting desperately everywhere. We are ignorant in so many areas. We are blind and deaf to your Word and the true meanings hidden in your Word. Forgive us Lord for not diligently seeking You all the days of our life (that You have graced us

I've captured God. Or, has He captured me? ~ I was pulled out of a dream with my sister-in-law speaking as if she were a golf expert about some bizarre golf hole in a mysterious place.  I had not opened my eyes yet. I could hear what had woken me up.  "Mah...Ma".  This time more intentional and much more deliberate,"Mahhhhh...Ma". It was our cat. Yes, our cat. He knows how to get my attention. Rather than his usual "me-ow", he seems to focus in on saying, "ma-ma".  It both startles and amazes me, and of course I respond to his great performances... no matter the time. I stumbled to open the inside garage door to let him in.  After a brief greeting, I proceeded to open our bedroom window to let him outside. (This is his normal routine). I fell back into bed, hoping to go back to sleep, (it was only 4 am) and two things happened: (1) I started to notice the pattern of my husband's breathing (this always keeps me awa

Yesterday, was our four year anniversary since my husband's "accident". He was on his bicycle (road-bike) taking his routine route (for exercise and sport). He was found lying on the road behind a "parked" delivery truck. He was care-flighted to the hospital - and diagnosed a C5 Quadriplegic. (He broke his face bones, neck, and had compression fractures in his back.) Our whole life drastically changed course on July 15, 2009 around 6:20pm.  My whole world seemed to instantaneously shatter.  Pieces everywhere. Four years later, there are still pieces waiting to be placed.  While a new picture of our life has been taking shape, there are still sharp edges and broken slithers scattered about in my mind. Aside from going back to pack our suitcases, we never went back to our home. Our income, careers, businesses were instantaneously shut down. Family members I believed sincerely loved and cared about us - no more available "Close" friends I bel

I Chose To Sing While Scott was at Baylor Hospital, I was trying to balance helping our children maintain some sort of activity schedule beyond going to and from the hospital. One thing I decided to do was take them to the Saturn Road Church Vacation Bible School.   We also tried to attend Saturn Road Church on a few Sundays.   This was the church the family attended that we were staying with as well, so it seemed the polite thing to do; to attend the functions they invited us to. I vividly remember one such function where my Spirit seemed to be splitting in two, and supernatural things were happening to it. We had been invited to the church picnic.   It was a long drive north through an older part of town. It was older, but nonetheless contained its’ own beauty.   Though the houses were small, the yards were green, and the trees were established.   The kids were anxious to see where we were going.   As we drew closer, they continued to ask, “Is this it?”.   I reassured

When should a Christian woman get a divorce and/or walk away from her husband?   Just telling it like it is.   Someone needs to.   I wish someone would say these things to me on the days I am really struggling and not refer me to a counselor, or not say they don’t know what to say.   Just point me to Jesus, to God, to the Bible, and to Truth.   So, here’s the reminder I wish I had, so many times, for you.   Read it as often as you need, and pass it forward when you have a friend who needs to hear the truth about her situation (and possibly having her pity party over how bad her marriage is). I’m thinking of all my sisters out there, who like me, struggle from time to time with their marriages.    Who may wake up in the morning and give it “one more good shot”, only to put their head on their pillow at night in complete emptiness and depleted hope.   Who some days get so full of rage and anger, say and do things that make them look back with s