Who are you? It’s the question my friend, the budding life coach, asked me during a girl’s fun get-a-way up on top of a mountain. Seems simple, right? Ummm … The day before I was begging God to “Fix me. Strike me with a bolt of lightening, if you have to, God!” I’ve been frustrated,
Shmita, blood moons, Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, Jubilee, and oh the market crashing. Am I missing anything else? If you engage in all the potential craziness that is predicted to happen this month you might get cracked out in fear, build a bunker and never come out, and that’s just a terrible way to live.
Today is the due date of our first child. The last nine months have been spent preparing her room, our hearts, our lifestyle change, and so much more. Frankly, we didn’t have a clue about babies, birthing, pregnancy, etc. when we began this journey. So we have learned a lot, attended classes, read books, researched online
You’ve probably heard, “If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say it all.” If you’re in a church, that teaches prophecy, you’ve probably been told to prophecy according to 1 Cor 14:3 to “edify,” “build up,” “stir up” and “cheer up.” If we set our minds and hearts on heavenly things according to
I go through these spurts of praying for certain family members and friends to receive salvation or come back to Jesus. I have prayed in the spirit, cried, fasted, declared, rebuked, bound of up spirits, called for the scales to fall off their eyes all to no avail and exhaustion on my part. When I