Posted in Word Wonder


It was brilliant the way God would speak to her when she would write.  In her thought life, her thoughts could be moving in so many different directions, starting and stopping before coming to a conclusion. When she sat down to write, her thoughts were fluid and purposeful, on point and peaceful. She felt God heal her through the process of writing.  Sometimes she encountered His presence. Other times she would complete a piece and wonder where the ideas had manifested from.  There was no other way she could have uncovered the things she spoke of in her writing if she was just having a conversation with another person.  And writing about her experiences somehow made her life seem so much more interesting. The more she wrote, the more she started to actually see herself and her life through the lens of a book. One where she really liked the main character, could really identify with her, wanted to be her closest friend and glean some wisdom from her. There was no rivalry, tension or misunderstanding. Just love and acceptance. It was as if writing had a way of helping her to see herself more clearly while also understanding God more clearly. Books have that unexplained power to transform the mundane things into something so much more interesting.

Tapping into God’s presence as she wrote was really the most brilliant thing of all.  Like a gushing of light bursting through her lungs and heart, shining and vibrating in a way that also made her stop and feel how close He was. It was food for her soul.



Posted in Photo Inspiration, The Daily Post: Weekly Photo Challenge


A Time for Inspiration, Wonder & Freedom

In the third book of Ecclesiastes it reads, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to rebuild…” This photo of my daughter reminds me of this passage but then I add my own lines which would say, “A time to be inspired and a time to kneel down giving thanks for the glorious view set before me, a time to feel freedom in the purity of true beauty and a time to lift up & let go of the things that keep me from feeling freedom, a time to record the creations of a masterful artist and a time to be thankful for the things He devised to fill up our souls with adventure, a time for us to take in the scenic view and a time to say thank you, thank you, thank you for this place with the wind whipping through my hair, where I am awestruck, at peace & energized all at once.”