I’ve been part of an online event called Rise-Up, hosted by wholeheartedwomen.org. We literally have been “rising up” early to meet together once a week for teaching, encouragement, and activation. Sleepily, I had joined in the group and listened to the talk. The time had come to engage in the activation. A woman I had never met before looked at me in the online meeting and said simply, “Ever since I heard you speak last week, I felt like the Lord was saying He loves your free spirit.” I know that probably doesn’t… Read More
I don’t know what’s s like for kids today, but growing up in the 70’s, when most kids still had their Dad at home, it was a common thing for little kids to have this conversation, ”My Dad can take your Dad”, and the response was, “No way, my Dad can totally beat up your Dad!” This conversation would go round and round. I don’t think any Dad’s ever put it to the test, at least not in my neighborhood, but it was important to kids to think that their Dad could… Read More
Early July, I did something I had never done before. All my daughter wanted for her birthday was a trip with mom to the beach. Everything in planning the trip felt unsettled, unsafe. Not only was Covid-19 still causing shut downs, but many people returning from the beach were coming down with it. In addition, a few weeks before leaving riots began riveting our country. So to say the least, I felt on edge, and though I wanted to spend this special time with my girl, I was nervous. As I prayed,… Read More
First vision, I saw myself go into the courts of Heaven, and I was overcome with the presence of the Lord and went face down. I heard Him command me to stand up, but I didn’t have the strength. Then I was picked up on my feet. I knew I was there to intercede. I heard, “What is your request?” Then, I said, “For the chiIdren and the daughters and the sons. For them to be rescued, for justice to come, for vindication, for the abuse to stop.” I was particularly praying… Read More
Five years ago, this flag flew over Bald Rock, SC as symbol of unity and healing between ethnic groups. The prayer act for which it was crafted was affectionately titled “The Prayer on the Mountain”. This morning, the flag leaned against the wall of a different place, but beckoned me all the same to hold it in-between my fingers once again. As I twirled it back and forth, memories flooded back of the first time it flew. The flag is made up of various vibrant colors intermixing to create a kaleidoscope of… Read More