Wake up my Heart!

Hi friends! It's Thursday! Writing day :) I get so excited! Earlier this week I got angry. Righteously angry. Mama bear came out like Jesus getting mad at the fig tree. However, I don't get angry. Really, ever. I get hurt and I internalize. So, it was a new emotion for me, especially because it overwhelmed me to the point of tears! The tears were actually what told me it was righteous anger by the way. It was the tears that also made me think, "Oh, crap, now I have to DO something about this." You see, I avoid confrontation like the plague. But, right now I am in a fantastic place with the Lord and so I let the tears flow for about 1 minute. I also let my son see them. And he asked what was wrong and I said, I can't talk to you about it because I will "not let any unwholesome talk come out of my mouth, but only what is helpful for building others up, according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen," (Ephesians 4:29). That happened to b...

We all need a change in perspective sometimes...and mine usually come about from a Holy Spirit nudge about something related to my son. Anyone else get that too?! I wrote a bible study on Genesis. I had grand schemes on changing the world through it because when I started writing, it seemed to be the Holy Spirit impressing upon me that that it would be one of the most important things I would ever do. Well, my puffed up spirit was sure that meant I would publish this thing and the workbook would go viral. Enter reality. I'm tired. I don't have the energy to put into finding a publisher (I've thus far tried one avenue with a shut door) and most likely I'm going to end up on Amazon with friends and family supporting this endeavor. Hopefully ;). (Note, I'll take prayers for the drive to publish!) Two weeks ago now, I received a reminder from the Holy Spirit on that idea of this being supremely important and the perspective change. I dedicated that bible study to ...

Yesterday at church the sermon was on the moment in Acts when the Holy Spirit descends. And the focus was not so much on that amazing arrival, but on what the first act was. Instead of the parting of a river, or the healing of diseases, the first act the Holy Spirit brought about was having people understand each other. The very first act of the Holy Spirit was to bring about community for those who were otherwise separated into groups based on language. Friends. If this is the very first thing the Holy Spirit did; don't you think we should learn from it? We live in a time when separation and division in the church are all I see. And that division hurts my heart. Because if the Holy Spirit meant for us to simply be able to be   with each other and understand each other's words; the hope of the Father is that in that understanding, we love each other. I like to live and breathe in 1 John. And there, we learn, "And he has given us this command: if anyone loves God he must ...

It has been a LONG time. But the Holy Spirit is nudging. Pestering me, really, and I know it won't stop until I put this to "paper" if you will! This is yet another post meant to encourage you mama's out there who, like me, feel like you are failing on a daily basis. The biggest desire of my heart is for my son to know Jesus. And in order for him to do this, I try really hard to demonstrate that love. I fail. Every. Single. Day. I yell too much. I put too much pressure on my kid. I don't take enough times for hugs. I forget to pray in front of him. I am not always full of joy. And I think that those negative things above are the things the my son focuses on. But, thanks to his amazing heart and the grace of God, they are NOT! Last night my insightful kiddo asks me out of the blue who I want to be like when I grow up. I love this to no end because it means he thinks I'm not grown up!! My answer is immediate. Lynda Thompson. That woman has more love in...