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Anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun! 2 Corinthians 5:17 NLT (Emphasis mine.) I was having a little personal prayer and worship time with the Lord and He showed me a picture of two tall silk flags waving as if by a flagger, together. Each flag was vibrant orange with a shimmery purple and orange and yellow butterfly half on each flag. So as they were waved, it appeared that the butterfly was in fact, flapping its wings in… Read More
The Lion of the tribe of Judah is coming for His people, He arrives at the frontline and the whole earth trembles, And the Lion roars and disease falls away, And the Lion roars and lying strongholds fall away, And the Lion roars and emotional wounds are healed and fall away, And the Lion roars and the enemy flees before him and His people are set free! Inspired during flags worship by Caleb Brundidge at Women on the Frontlines Scottsdale, AZ
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“His Mouth is Sweetness itself, He is desirable in every way. Such, O women, is my lover, my friend.” Everything he speaks about me, everything he speaks to me, every prayer he prays over me is sweetness and love. I am drawn to His mouth and to His heart. He protects me. He defends me and stands up for me. He loves me more than he loves himself. He makes sure I know that I am worth everything to Him. My Lover, My Friend is patient with…
We are a sports loving household – okay, maybe not the entire household but half – okay, fine, it’s me, just me! In a house full of males, I am the most avid sports fan. I like pretty much any sport in season but my favorite sport of all sports is hockey, which is weird, because I grew up in east Texas in the 60’s and 70’s and the closest I ever got to a hockey game was watching the winter Olympics. Then I met and married my hockey-playing, Minnesota raised husband… Read More
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This past weekend I was privileged to speak and serve at the Hearts of Beauty Women’s retreat. I was following a speaker/friend who shared how we two characterized our growing up years in two distinctive ways: She grew up in a racially divided area in which she did not fit into either of the normal categories. She called herself an outcast. I, on the other hand, grew up in Southern California, “the melting pot.” In our conversations, I told her that I understood her struggle, but that I never…
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