As a redeemed woman of God, I have a voice that cannot be silenced. I don't have to shout with increasing volume out of fear I won't be heard, and I don't have to recoil in reserved retreat out of fear I will. I don't have to find my voice, because it found me. Read more
Sometimes God ordains for us to be met with a suffering that renders us wholly devoid of any understanding of our Father's dealings. Left with no strength to speak, we groan as the Holy Spirit intercedes on our behalf and pleads our need to the only trustworthy Captain capable of maneuvering us through the sea of sorrow that churns with waters understood by him alone. Read more
When the deafening wind of inquiries overwhelm my heart, I've learned the only way to find rest for my soul is to stop and listen to the voice of my Father. And in the stillness I discover that he is quietly asking ME questions. I've never secured peace by asking right questions in a state of confusion, I've only secured it by the grace that has me offering right answers in a state of contentment. Read more
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