Have you noticed that butterflies take a while to get free from their cocoon? She struggles to be free, she even bleeds. It’s a redemptive suffering; a process of growth. In the beginning of the journey, there is darkness. She can no longer stand the safety of her cocoon. In her solitude, she is hungry… but the… Continue reading The Healing Process: Bleeding wings
When I started my fast, I made an intention to live it fully in grace so I could get the most out of it. It tore open my heart to ideas and new virtues I was finally able to embrace. I became okay with silence; no need to impress others with words. I became patience… Continue reading In the Pursuit of Happiness, I found Wholeness
Hunger is defined as a strong desire or craving… usually for food. I have found that the way I handle hunger for food transfers to other areas in my life. In my pursuits, I am undisciplined and led by my emotions. I was praying July 17 when God laid the idea of a fast on my heart.… Continue reading Fasting from Hunger
If God opens the door, how can I not walk through? I’ve always had a hard time making decisions. Currently my life is full of opportunities and blessings. I am wondering which will stick. Instead of sitting passively by, waiting for some to fall through, maybe I should aggressively pursue a few. Tomorrow is a beautiful day full… Continue reading Open doors: Let the Spirit lead.
The night is darkest before the dawn. This is a comforting saying I’ve been told during hard times in my life. It never gets old. Scientifically it is not true; spiritually it is. When we go through hard times in our life, we feel stuck in darkness like it is never going to end. That is… Continue reading The Night is Darkest before the Dawn
What kind of mother’s day card do you pick out? Is it a funny one to see her smile, a simple one to attach to a gift or a heartfelt one that makes her tear up? When I go to the store, the one that makes me tear up is the one I buy. Every… Continue reading Holy Mother’s Day: Comforter for all
My life has been stripped. I suffered with Christ this Easter and Holy week. I was not an observer, I was a participant. God prepared the way for me when I lost my job before Palm Sunday. My service during Holy Week with Mission Youth was interrupted when I got sick. It was a challenge… Continue reading Holy Month: Stripped, burdened, restored.