God says, “Rebuild the road! Clear away the rocks and stones so my people can return from captivity.” Isaiah 57:14 NLT Last night as I got off the phone after a conversation about preparing the way of the Lord, I heard, “It’s time to get rid of some more stones on the road.”  So, when I woke up this morning, He said, “Come take a walk with me.”  I have not walked and gone to my secret place with Him in over a week,  not since encountering an intrusive runner.  My secret… Read More

    During the fast, the ministry I serve with, Hearts of Beauty (HOB), asked me to speak on the topic of spiritual warfare at the Georgia event. My most recent experience with the topic is our fast and the battle of faith it represents, so I told the leader that I would talk about the fast and the lessons learned during it. The retreat was this past weekend, just one week after the completion of the fast. I want to share with you both a portion of the testimony I shared… Read More

The one who holds the stars in His hands and calls them each by name, is the same one who asked Abraham if he could count the uncountable stars to know the number of his future descendants. All the while, this one who knew the exact number of the stars and the very names that He gave each one, knew the exact number and names of Abraham’s future descendants, including Jesus of Nazareth. The vastness of the one who made every star, the creator and author who holds all of His unfurled creation in… Read More

6:40 a.m. and I’ve been a wake for an hour already with thoughts rolling around in my head. I should be sleeping. No kids. Weekend away with my honey. Celebrating Papa’s faithfulness to us. It’s quiet. A preciousness in that word. It’s quiet. My soul is quiet. Three weeks ago, my feet walked this same retreat center as the women of our church converged here for a time away with the Lord. 20 years before that my betrothed and I received vision for our future marriage on these grounds. The land here… Read More

Twenty years ago yesterday at 4:00 p.m., I walked down an aisle, and became a bride.  I had no idea what it meant to be a bride. That evening as we settled into our bridal suite, a hotel off the highway, I fumbled around in the drawer beside our bed to pull out the Gideon Bible.  Beside it lay a single pewter anchor fallen from someone’s bookmark.  I turned it over with my fingers, and heard a popular song running through my head, “The Anchor Holds”.  Immediately, the Holy Spirit spoke these… Read More