Sounds of Worship: A Broken Song

Do you ever feel like a broken song playing on repeat? Sometimes I feel as if I’m a broken record, bringing the same tune to the Lord over and over. Help me, Lord; take away the pain, Lord; fix the situation, Lord; take away the loneliness, Lord; help me to do the right thing, Lord. I often wonder if God gets tired of hearing the same broken lyrics of my song. I know I do. But, God. God in His love and grace and gentleness reminded me through a song the other day that He welcomes my broken song. The … Continue reading Sounds of Worship: A Broken Song

Sounds of Worship: God wants us to sing louder

Have you ever felt that God is trying to get you to just stop and give praise? The other day, as I was going about my day, the song ‘Raise a hallelujah‘ by Bethel popped into my head: I raise a hallelujah, with everything inside of me I raise a hallelujah, I will watch the darkness flee I raise a hallelujah, in the middle of the mystery I raise a hallelujah, fear you lost your hold on me! I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar Up from the ashes, … Continue reading Sounds of Worship: God wants us to sing louder

Reflecting Jesus.

I enjoy spending time in nature. Being in nature reminds me of God’s awesomeness and creativity. I especially find myself in awe and wonder when I am sitting by the ocean or am standing on a mountaintop. Earlier this year, I found myself looking out at the Andes Mountains, in Chile, and I was struck by their magnificence.     They took my breath away. These beautiful mountains that sat as an amazing backdrop to Santiago were incredibly huge and majestic. No matter which angle you looked them from, you couldn’t help but be struck by their presence. I found … Continue reading Reflecting Jesus.

Running to the arms of the Father

I’m a flawed person. This revelation likely isn’t a surprise to anyone, except maybe my mamma, who happens to think I’m the most amazing woman to ever walk the earth (thanks, Ma!) Like most people, I have many flaws and faults. I’ve said and done things that have left me questioning my own sanity. I’ve unintentionally hurt people by my actions and I’ve disappointed people with some of my choices. And I’ve not only stumbled while journeying with Jesus, I’ve tripped and fallen and rolled down the hill! While these flaws and repeated failures have taught me valuable lessons, they … Continue reading Running to the arms of the Father

Peace be still.

I was driving listening to Lauren Daigleand The Belonging Co sing Peace be Still this morning and the words of this song just hit home. I don’t want to be afraid Every time I face the waves I don’t want to be afraid I don’t want to be afraid I don’t want to fear the storm Just because I hear it roar I don’t want to fear the storm I don’t want to fear the storm Peace be still Say the word and I will Set my feet upon the sea Till I’m dancing in the deep Peace be still … Continue reading Peace be still.

Significance

You don’t need a significant other to be significant. Yes. Just, yes.   I think we need to have an honest discussion about this perception and belief that we’ve allowed to infiltrate our social norm that people are not complete on their own. When I saw this poster online, everything in me wanted to jump up and scream, YES! For as far back as I can remember, happily ever after and a ‘complete’ life was presented as being married with kids and having a house and a dog. For years Hollywood and books and social media have pushed this belief … Continue reading Significance

A year of hope.

Well, happy new year, folks. 2018 is well and truly behind us and we’ve settled into 2019. A new year, new opportunities and new seasons. I’ve been reflecting on 2018 and must say, it was a hard year. I remember sitting in a hotel in New Zealand towards the end of the year talking to a friend of mine in the US and she was praying for me. It was a sweet prayer, but one line stuck with me: “Lord, would you help her because she is battle weary.” Battle weary. As she prayed those words, I felt the weight … Continue reading A year of hope.