Religion seeks to snuff out the voices of the sons and daughters of God. It tries to silence them through control, manipulation, and fear. But our Father in heaven delights in the relationship born out of trust, respect, and love. He gives us our voice, and He wants us to use it for Him, in submission to His word. We don’t have to defend ourselves in that process. He delights in defending us when we are in step with Him. We can confidently rely on Him. It’s not easy to trust, stepping… Read More
Hello Sisters and Brothers, It is a first for me to share something other than an original work by one of our contributors. This stirring word from Lana Vawser goes to the heart of why Wholehearted Women exists – namely, to see believers step into the fullness of their identity in Christ. I hope it inspires you to believe and move into the fullness of who you are IN Christ Jesus. Love and blessings to you. Here is the post from: LanaVawser.com Posted on February 10, 2018 Prophetic Words THERE IS A… Read More
“Are you real?” Where are you? I’m so scared and so very much alone!” A little girl of 7 or 8 was sitting on the end of an old bed hugging her legs and hiding her face in her knees. She was crying and talking to God: “In that fairytale you opened up the sea! And our neighbor, old Martha, said you are real and you hear what we say. I don’t like to be alone. Do you really hear me? Oh I wish so much you would be real! Please,… Read More
This morning I was worshipping to the song, “Find Me,” by Jonathan David and Melissa Helser. The song says, “Like the dust that you first held in the garden where you knelt, pull me up against your face again, ’til the breath of your hope fills the depths of my soul, ’til all I know is I’ve been found by love.” During the song, I was first an observer, as the Lord Jesus knelt down and began to gather the soil in front of him with His strong arms, into an embrace… Read More
I grew up in church, a church like a shell full of powerless religious structure, twisted teaching, and hypocrisy. Stained glass windows of the story of Jesus painted the windows, but within the walls was a lifeless body needing resurrection. Hell, fire, and brimstone. That’s what I was taught. God is an angry God, full of wrath, ready strike you down if you step outside of His rules. Rules, rules, and more rules, but no power to live by them. Jesus was painted an anemic, pitiful man…weak. And behind closed doors he… Read More