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I will follow you….

Several weeks ago in a sermon pastor Bill said this…. “Many people talk about their conversion experience as accepting Jesus. While I never find him to invite us to accept him, I do see in the New Testament that he invites us to follow him over and over.”
I thought it was a remarkable insight.

The difference between accepting someone into my circle and following someone is night and day.
I can accept you without accepting that you have anything of value for me. But if I follow you it indicates you have something I too desire.

I thought about the difference it would make in the lives of many people if they decided to follow Jesus instead of just accepting him.
While it is true we accept what he has done for us it can not end there. His grace is given freely, open for all to accept, but he didn’t invite the rich young ruler to accept his grace. Instead he asked the ruler to make a choice… Follow me or follow your dreams of riches.
In the old testament book of Zephaniah God is warning his people of coming destruction. He is angry. And his holiness can no longer withstand the choices the people were making.
Zephaniah 1:4-6
English Standard Version (ESV)
4″I will stretch out my hand against Judah
and against all the inhabitants of Jerusalem;
and I will cut off from this place the remnant of Baal
and the name of the idolatrous priests along with the priests,
5 those who bow down on the roofs
to the host of the heavens,
those who bow down and swear to the LORD
and yet swear by Milcom,

6 those who have turned back from following the LORD,
who do not seek the LORD or inquire of him.”

What grabs me about this passage is this…
These are the chosen people. Just like us. They were his children. But he was willing to wipe them out for this reason…
They wanted to follow 2 gods.
And the creator will not compete for our affection.

We have the choice… We follow him or we follow something else.

So this is my question today…
Who or What do I follow?


How do I spend my day?

Who do I spend my time with?

What are my goals?

If I am desiring to follow Jehovah God how will I look different than these people did?

They were in fact still acknowledging him. They may have even gone to church.
But he was not their only leader.

And that’s what he wants his followers to understand.
He must be the only leader.
Or we can’t follow him at all.

Some will choose as the rich young ruler did to turn and walk the other way. I don’t believe It was so much about the riches but the man’s allegiance was the heart of the matter.

The following will require a sacrifice. But as a friend recently told me…The sacrifice is always worth it on the other side.

It’s no secret following him costs us.
It may be our wealth, family, reputation, friends, dreams, or comforts.

But I have made the choice.
I have decided to follow Jesus. No turning back…
No turning back.


Did you know you’re a superhero?

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IT has been said that our enemy seeks to get us one of two ways…
Either through
He knows he can’t have our soul but he sure can keep us tied up.
Either through our ultra busy schedules or his accusations that keep us bound by guilt, shame,or humiliation.
The accuser is nasty and he comes at times when we may least expect him.
Like after a victory or a great accomplishment.
Maybe it’s after a time of intense intimacy with Jesus.

He sneaks in to the party uninvited and starts to whisper in your ear.
“Who do you think you are? You aren’t anything. If everyone knew that you messed up yesterday they would recognize that you really have nothing to bring to this party”.
He keeps us low and discouraged.
He makes us feel insecure and fearful.
Because he knows if we really knew the kind of power God has given us we would tear him to shreds.
So the coward makes us believe we are the coward.
“Don’t say anything….Only perfect people are allowed to talk. Sit in the corner and feel miserable about your lack of perfectness.” Yes he knows that will keep us ineffective.
“Feel sorry for yourself…that will make you feel better”. Oh he loves to make us the victim.
“You deserve to hold that grudge….they need to pay for the way they behaved”. This one is a sure poison eating like a worm at our soul.
“Don’t you dare confess that sin… if people know that about you they will stone you behind your back.” He LOVES it when we keep sin hidden.
“You’re just not as good as…” Oh my! He likes to tempt us to compare ourselves with others!
The accuser attacks us because he is Scared of us!
He saw.
He still sees.
Not our power and smartness but the power of Jesus.
And that is EXACTLY what he doesn’t want us to use.
Jesus gave us grace by giving us what we didn’t deserve.
And he also gave us power.
Like a superhero!!
The power that raised Jesus from the dead is in the life of every true believer!
It’s the power to crucify the flesh when we are tempted to walk in it.
It’s the power to confess our sins when we fail.
It’s the power to forgive as we have been forgiven.
It’s the power to live life, however hard our circumstances may seem, with a peaceful presence.
It’s the power to move mountains.
It’s the power to stand strong in persecution.
It’s the power to be humble and broken.
And it’s the power to tell the nasty old accuser to hit the road!!
If you find yourself in this place today. Know that you are not alone.
I too, face the father of lies…he is on my doorstep waiting to get his foot in.
…Cause I just kicked him out… yesterday…again.
And I know that I will battle him until the day I am safe in the arms of the one who saved me from him.

And for today?
I am so very grateful for God’s daily sufficient Grace!

Do you see what I see?

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(I think you may need to click on the red x to see the picture…having trouble with it)

Are you familiar with this slogan? I mean of course you are! You can’t live in the United States and not at some point have encountered this truck!

Several weeks ago my son and I were busily trying to get to a baseball game and suddenly came upon this truck.

He said, “Mom do you see the arrow?”

Me: What arrow?

He: Right there. Between the E and X.

Me: What are you talking about?

He: It’s right there, mom. It’s so obvious!

I looked for an arrow but one pointing parallel with the rest of the letters. For almost a minute I thought I was losing my mind! He kept repeating “It’s right there mom!” To be fair I was navigating a vehicle while trying to see this mysterious arrow. It was  crazy!

But then all of a sudden I spotted it. The arrow between The E and X. You may have thought I won a thousand dollars. It was so exciting to spot. We laughed together at my blindness.

Of course I thought instantly of a life example to feed my son. You can’t let these moments pass.

Do you ever feel like you’re missing the arrow? Like when you are in a situation where you and at least one other person are staring at the exact same thing but you see two different things.

You see the arrow.

 You know you do.

But they don’t.

And you can’t get them to see it.

What happens next? Would it have helped me if he would have started calling me names for not spotting it?

Would it have helped him if I would have started calling him names for lieing  and deceiving me about the arrow?

What is most helpful?

Hmmmm…You treckin with me?

I think there are far too many times when we haven’t tried to find the arrow because we don’t like to be wrong. We like to be the one to point out the arrows and when someone …like a child…or worse someone who doesn’t respect us much to begin with… comes along and enlightens us it feels a little intimidating. And so we just refuse to see what they are talking about. We just call them names. Or dismiss them because they aren’t as enlightened as we feel we are.

We stop looking altogether. Because really if we see it from their point of view it will just mess up our whole theory and it takes a whole lot of energy re-routing our path.

And what if I’m Wrong? How will that make me look? Can I say “I was wrong?”

It stinks to be wrong!

I don’t know of one person that enjoys that! But to admit it proves one to be the wise teacher.

And what if I am the one seeing the arrow?

But you can’t.

What does it mean to be gracious when I know something that someone else has not yet grasped?

Would it be wise of me to tell you how ignorant you are? Would you receive that well?


I wouldn’t.

To be a peacemaker I will do what I can to lovingly help you see the arrow but if you refuse I must back away. Sticking your nose up next to the truck is not going to help as much as I may want to. Guilt doesn’t work. Manipulation won’t do it.

I Can pray that God will show you what I can’t and then I can only stand back and wait for you to find it for yourself.

Also not fun.

But it is relationships 101.

Giving grace as I have received it.

Saying I was wrong when I am. Or maybe even if I don’t realize it yet…I can say,”I might be wrong”.

It makes us better people to live with when we treat others the way we want to be treated.

I think the golden rule is a good measure when you and I are staring at the FedEx truck.

~Do unto others as you would have them do unto you~

p.s. Do you think it’s ironic a FedEx truck just went by my house?

If God is for me…Why does it feel like he is against me?

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Have you ever asked God…”Why do you hate me?”

I have.

There have been times when I wondered if I had done something to make God really angry with me. Angry enough that he would make everything in my life miserable.

I mean we can talk all day long about his mercy and kindness and love….but sometimes it doesn’t feel like he loves us.

When 10 bad things happen all in row we may ask what we did to deserve such contempt. We wonder.

We might not even know that we’ve done anything at all but it sure feels like God is against us.

And we hear the preacher tell us nice things about God and read blogs and listen to people who tell us how good he is and we wonder why we aren’t experiencing God like that.

Maybe if we were better or had a godly title then he would be good to us too. Maybe everyone is just fibing to us…if they would just be real they would admit that they too think God is fickle. He would like to pound us and if we aren’t careful that’s exactly what he will do.

But maybe it’s like this…I wonder if God is so for us that sometimes it feels like he is opposing us.

I tell my kids all the time…. I am for you! That’s why I’m asking this of you. I want you to be the best you can be so we need to take care of this issue. Sometimes it’s not even because they have done anything that needs correction. Sometimes we ask them to do something to help them grow in responsibility. Or we ask them to wait to stretch them in patience.  Maybe we don’t give them everything they ask for because we know it’s not good for them. It’s because we want them to be all they were called to be. We hope they will be responsible citizens of heaven and earth. We ask things of them to help them grow up.

It’s because he is for me….

Romans 8:31….If God is for us, who can be against us?

that sometimes I feel like he is against me.

 I Peter 4:5…God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.

Is He For me?


Does that mean he doesn’t need to correct me?

Or that I don’t need to grow up?


As long as I breathe on this planet I will need to grow. He is preparing me for another life. The life to come. And so while I should be making strides in the growing up direction I have not yet arrived.

So…I will need to have lessons all along the way.

And if I look at those lessons thinking God hates me  I will become hard and bitter.

God’s word will no longer mean anything to me…because his word is only for those he loves…and I am obviously not one.

I become a victim and victims always need someone to blame. So I turn away from the very one who could heal me and give me all I need.

In Judges after Joshua had led the children of Israel into their promised inheritance, the next generation grows up and forsakes the God of their fathers. Judges 2 says that the Lord’s hand was against his people. He had promised them that if they worshiped other gods he would be against them. Then it says…He raised up judges(or leaders) who saved them out of the hands of their enemies. And they still didn’t listen. Because God had compassion on them he continued to raise up leaders and the people refused to give up their ugly ways. So God finally decided to turn them over to other nations to test Israel and see if they would obey his commands.

God continued to fight for his people even when they refused to recognize him. He can’t seem to get their attention so he measures out  different methods of discipline.

He is for them.

If we are his he is for us!

Even when it doesn’t feel like it.

I would dare say my kids don’t always feel like I am for them. Especially after I have issued out correction  to them.

But I love them like Crazy!

And if I, in my imperfect love, know what they need how can I ever doubt that the perfect love of the Father knows exactly what I need. He will go to great lengths to bring us back to himself.

I think maybe his opposition is the very thing that can bring me back.

It is the very thing that I need for growth and maturity.

It’s painful. And I’m not gonna say I love it.

But I need it.

He is for us!

Forgiven Much

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This was the title of my first session this past weekend.

I was wondering if maybe someone else needs to hear that today. So I’m going to share with you what I believe God has made real in my life.

My text was from Luke 7…The story of the sinful woman.

Imagine with me if you will, that you are in the home of Simon. This is a beautiful home in Galilee. It’s lush and green in the mountain region. And here’s Jesus, the guest of honor reclining in the home of Simon the Pharisee.  Simon had invited others to dine as well. They may have been his colleagues or they may have just been curious friends who had heard about this Rabbi. Everything was undoubtedly very clean and perfect.  A proper dinner with all the trimmings.

And in walks this woman with a reputation. And not a reputation of the Proverbs 31 woman. There would be no fine words about her. Only that she was sinful. She came carrying a jar. It was customary for the prostitutes of that day to have a vile of perfume tied around their neck. While the scripture doesn’t record her as a prostitute most have traditionally believed that is what she was. She slowly enters the room while all stare in astonishment at the brashness. She bends over creeping lower to the ground until finally she reaches Jesus and falls completely forward to grab his feet.. She is so overcome with love for the master that she begins kissing his feet and undoes her hair. A cultural no- no. It wasn’t that she was crashing this party because it was common for people to peer in to a home when a great prophet or teacher was an invited guest but she had moved from bystander to participant.  Now that she’s in she begins to feel shame as all the eyes in the room are boring into her back. She realizes that she is a lone woman among distinguished men.

There sits Simon at the head of the table and Jesus at the other end. She behind him on the floor. A place of respect, and honor. Sobs coming from her body as her tears fall.

Imagine with me that you are this woman. A woman who has no honor. No respect. No man looks you in the eye. You loathe yourself for what you have become. You agree with the masses that you are nothing. And here comes Jesus. The first man who has ever loved you for what you could be. The first one who gives you another chance. You have lived in such a hollow grave of shame and distrust until  Jesus. The one who accepts you just as you are. He bends down and lifts your chin up. And looks directly in your eyes.

But as your eyes leave Jesus’ you see Simon. Smug. Thinking he was quite far along in God’s favor. He had no need of this Jesus. He was only wanting to see what Jesus would do with this mess of a  sinner. . And if Jesus knew who you really were he would have had nothing to do with you. To Simon you are just a sinful woman.

Simon was a right. She a sinful woman. He  a Religious rule follower. Image was everything to him. And her presence made him all the more aware of how good he really was.

 Simon did not only think himself greater than the sinner but smarter than Jesus. He knew best. Jesus, poor Jesus was in need of Simon’s great wisdom. The self-righteousness of Simon was extended not only to the sinful woman but to the Creator. 

His righteousness was a “works righteousness” and he lived that out well.  Going to the synagogue each week with his pressed garments. Making mental lists of all who attended. What they wore. IF they raised their hands  during worship… If they met the standard of holiness that was required of them. And not only for themselves but how well did their children behave. And..What THEY wore.

~Selfrightousness is harsh in it’s judgements. Always thinking of appearance. How one will look to others.  The outward appearance  is the only evidence needed for a self-righteous person.

But Jesus was looking at the heart of both the woman and Simon. Jesus saw a pure heart at his feet and a proud heart at the head of this table. From the woman, A heart that was pouring love so freely because of the grave of shame she had been pulled from.  And from his host a heart that was full of self and consumed by appearance.

Jesus says, “Simon I have something to say to you”.  Simon, “Tell me teacher”, he said.

I expect Simon had a patronizing sound to his voice as he answers,” tell me what you have to say”….

As he’s thinking …You don’t even know who’s touching you. You who have no formal training. You who are just a nobody from nowhere…you go ahead and tell me what you’re thinking.

 Now lets imagine for a moment we are Simon. You grew up knowing of Jesus. He was a few towns away but he had a reputation too. People didn’t really know who the real father of Jesus was. He was from a poor family. A carpenter’s son. (or step son) And recently he’s become big news. He’s been doing all these neat tricks and people are claiming to be healed. And you  are  wanting to figure it out for yourself. To see if he’s really who people say he is. So you invite him in. Not really as an honored guest because you would ‘ve had his feet washed and given him  a customary kiss as a greeting,  and anointed his head with oil if you would’ve thought him anything of importance. After all reputation was your greatest virtue.  And now look at him. He is exactly what you thought! A fraud.

Jesus tells Simon this story of the debtors…” 2 people owed a debt, one 500 pieces of silver and the other 50. But neither could repay it so the lender canceled both debts. Now who will love him more”? Simon responds…”Well probably the one whose debt was larger”. And Jesus responds, ” You have answered correctly”.

Then he turned to the woman and said to Simon, “Look at this woman kneeling here. When I entered your home, you didn’t offer me water to wash the dust from my feet, but she has washed them with her tears and wiped them with her hair. 45 You didn’t greet me with a kiss, but from the time I first came in, she has not stopped kissing my feet. 46 You neglected the courtesy of olive oil to anoint my head, but she has anointed my feet with rare perfume.

 47 “I tell you, her sins—and they are many—have been forgiven, so she has shown me much love. But a person who is forgiven little shows only little love.” 48 Then Jesus said to the woman, “Your sins are forgiven.”

2 people with 2 different stories. But both require the same thing. Repentance and Forgiveness.

Simon the host couldn’t recognize his own sins because he was too busy making notes of hers.

She was a woman who knows her sin. But is overcome with love as she finds her redeemer.

…Who can you identify with?

Are you the woman who needs to know that Jesus has removed the stain.

We must know that God throws our sins in the sea of forgetfulness.

Or do you see yourself as Simon. The host of the party. The one who doesn’t need much from Jesus. Who may be skeptical of Jesus. And others who claim to be forgiven as the sinful woman did.

The thing about Religious people is this…When we don’t have a fresh word from God we turn to legalistic, Pharisee type behavior .

WE start to make up stuff. Rules that people need to attain before they are acceptable to us. Maybe we are trying to punish someone for their very wrong behavior. Maybe we think our judgements will make them repent and never do it again.

 Remember God says….With what measure you judge you shall be judged….

Sometimes its difficult when we have grown up in church. In private schools. Never really walking away from the Lord. Rule followers. We have always cared for our families and don’t understand the sin that our friend struggles with. We are faithful to our husbands and sing in the choir. We serve in the kitchen and teach Sunday School.

Sometimes we forget that Jesus had to die for us too.

Mark 2:17…It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous but the sinners.

 Do we think we are good enough the way we are?

Until I take the headlights of true Holiness and shine them into the dark shadows of my own heart I will never expose the areas that he wants to purify in me

God’s Holiness cry’s out for the sinner.

Self-righteousness hides from God’s holiness. Claiming I am better than that sinner…so I am justified

Recognizing we have all sinned and come short of his glory. Romans 3:23

We will never experience God’s great forgiveness until we acknowledge our Great need of him.

 I. cost. Jesus. his. life.

There was another Pharisee that met Jesus on a road(Saul Who later became Paul ) Jesus asked Saul “why are you persecuting me?”

 Paul had dedicated his life to chasing down followers of Jesus and killing them. He thought he knew God. But  then he met Jesus on that road to Damascus and realized he didn’t know him at all.

 He was so smart in the law but didn’t know the truth. He had never met Jesus!

God is a God of Grace and Truth. Throughout the entirety of scripture we see him as the perfect balance of both.

We need God’s Grace to understand his Truth. And we must have his Truth to recognize his Grace.

Psalm 103:10 – 14  (New International Version, ©2010)
10 he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities
 11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
   so great is his love for those who fear him;
12 as far as the east is from the west,
   so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
13 As a father has compassion on his children,
   so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;
14 for he knows how we are formed,
   he remembers that we are dust.

Grace, Grace…We need to know that his truth shows us his grace.

We need to know that grace is for the religious and the sinner.  

He loves his children. All of them.

 When we encounter his Truth and Grace we are changed just like the woman was.

Today, you can be changed. You can run to him and confess your sin. You are not too late. He loves you my friend!

Open your heart to him. Let him reveal what he wants to clean up in you. You can be forgiven much! You can have the same kind of passion this woman did. He will shower you with deep affection. You don’t have to wear the scarlet letter! And you don’t have to wear your robes of self righteousness!

Run, Run into his arms. You are Forgiven Much!


I don’t know much about Catholicism. In fact I was raised Mennonite. I never talk about my denomination because I don’t really think it’s that relevant to what I write about here. I sometimes get weary with denominations. It’s often another way we divide ourselves from each other.

I’m not saying denominations don’t have a place in our lives. I go to another brand of church now but it’s not what saves me. I would say it can define where I came from or people I have found who I closely identify with theologically.

Here’s a little church history lesson for you.

If you know anything about the Mennonites and the Catholics, you may know that there has been some tension through the years. The Anabaptist movement was started by some Catholic priests who felt like the State church was in error with some of its teachings, one of them being the priesthood of believers. They taught that people actually could go directly to God with their confessions and did not need an earthly mediator, or a priest, to represent them to God.

I don’t know much about confessional except for what I’ve seen in movies and heard from my Catholic friends. I have been thinking about confession a lot lately. About how God likes when he sees his children walk humbly confessing our sins to each other. Because for me, it seems less intimidating to tell him how wrong I’ve been than admit it to the people I hurt. I know he will forgive me. I know he will not think less of me. But pride makes confession to other people who share DNA a little difficult at times.

Turn the corner with me to the world of the internet where everything can be as surface as we want it to be. In fact, If I wanted to I could make up a new name for myself, or post pictures of my neighbors family, claiming them as mine. I could tell you that I am a professional wrestler or a World Class Goat Farmer…and if you don’t know me personally you may just think that is the truth.

Or maybe we just tell half of the truth. The sunny side of our lives and not the uglier underneath that we don’t really like exposed.

Sometimes I think about that when I Send and receive Christmas letters(Please keep sending them..I DO Love them). You know, the ones that tell us how good Jonny is in school and how awesome Katie is doing in sports. How we have wonderful vacations and how beautiful our homes are. We give the best image of our selves.

I’m just sayin’ it’s natural to want to show the Kodak highlights and leave the “behind the scenes moments out”. You know the ones that we forget to mention like… I often have dishes in my sink overnight, and I don’t get up early enough most mornings which makes us run late and I have to work really hard at being sweet because I mostly hate mornings and I don’t want to send my kids off with a sour taste in their mouth about coming back home in the afternoon . You know, the honest truth of what really happens when no one is watching.

But even more than that..I think there is something good about confessing our wrongdoings to one another. And I think that as a representative of Jesus on earth I better be more aware of my sins and quick to confess.

So today I want to confess to you that even though I feel bad for the poor and sick and hurting, I don’t do near enough to take care of them. Some days I don’t feel like giving anything to anyone except myself and so I am selfish and buy and eat too much. I tell others to be who God has called them to be, but some days I wish I were someone else. I have thoughts that aren’t always honoring to Jesus when I’m driving and someone cuts me off. Sometimes while I try to be fair, I blame my kids wrongly. Some days I don’t feel like apologizing for the pride that I know has crept in. There are times my tongue can work faster than my brain and I regret what is said.

And while you may think followers of Jesus never should do anything bad…because we usually get labeled hypocrites and Pharisees for not always being who we profess to be, you need to know that we are people just like you. And while we say that we love others I am sorry that we have often looked down our noses when you were just trying to belong and we made no place in our lives for you.

We are people who realize we can’t save ourselves because we indeed are the worst of sinners. We are simply people who realize that Jesus is the only one that makes a difference between our life and yours. Just imperfect people who have a place to run when he shows us we have chosen a path of destruction. Travelers who have chosen the road less traveled.

And if you are one of the followers of Jesus that has trouble confessing your attitudes or actions which are not representing him well, maybe these words will give you the confidence to say along with me that we could all be a little less judgmental of others and own our own stuff a little more quickly. We could be more forgiving and less critical if we daily look inside our temple and see our own dirty heart.

We can come to him and ask him to keep changing us to be more honest and humble ambassadors. Confessing to him and asking him to clean up the filth we have once again dragged in. Broken and willing to admit our sinful actions to him and the people we wrong.

We walk blameless not because we are without blame but because Jesus has taken that upon himself. He is mediator, intercessor, forgiver, sacrifice, and Savior. It’s not a cheap freedom. It came with a price. And when I fully embrace that thought it makes me want to be more like him. To know him in ways I never experienced before. To work out in my own life the salvation that he offers freely.

 Beyond confession, It inspires me to represent the Jesus of the Bible more authentically to those around me.

1 John 1:9 (New International Version, ©2010)
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.

The Brokenhearted

I sit here today wondering what I should write.
Thinking about how honest I want to be.
Seriously considering spilling my heart.
And then I remember….

I don’t know who all is reading this.

And I bet most of you don’t really care about all my stuff.

I will tell you this….

These days I feel like I am in one of 3 places,

1. Standing
2. Swimming
3. Drowning.

This week I have been more of 3.


I am.

I don’t have it all together.

But yesterday I sat down at my favorite spot, The piano, And had a beautiful time of pouring out my heart before my Jesus.

Because He knows.
He doesn’t Judge me.
And He is very aware that I don’t have it all together.
He is perfectly able to handle my imperfections and loves me just the same.
He is a faithful friend that isn’t frowning on me this morning because I was such a wreck yesterday.
He loves my honesty and doesn’t scorn or look on me with disgust.
He isn’t surprised when I make confessions about my thoughts because He knows them long before I confess.

And then He freely Forgives and calls me
blessed daughter.

And I realize once again why I fell in love with him.

It’s not cause I don’t have friends here with me who are wonderful listeners and loving and faithful and kind.
He has blessed me with these relationships as well.

But there is None that takes his place.
And when He says he is near to the broken, I say,
“I know that he is cause I have experienced Him”.

And I realize that although I don’t want to always feel like a bird with a broken wing I know that while I am in the hospital and he is my doctor I am in the safest care.

And He showers me with compassion as I breathe in his word…
“Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary,
and young men stumble and fall:
But those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
They will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40

Maybe you need to fix something that feels broken in you today.
I love to hear from you.
I love to encourage you in the battle.


I’m not going to pretend that I have the ability to fix it.
I know this…

He can.

And you and I can go before him together~
He never will turn us away.

He is near to the Broken.