Monthly Archives: November 2013

DCRCC Women’s Retreat- Seek, Pray, Love

“Growing is Knowing”

This was a quote that was spoken during the opening lesson for DC Regional Christian Church Women’s Retreat. This was my first Women’s Retreat and I did not know what to expect.As I looked around the room of about 100 women on the first night I was in awe. So many women that love God, that enjoy fellowship, are life learners, and wanted to know more about God to share was amazing and so….ummmm… well, Empowering! I was also thinking, “Sheesh” there will be more in the morning.” I was glad to be “growing and knowing” more about God’s Kingdom.

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Jumbled Mess

You know when everything is scattered

and the thing you are really looking for

the one thing that really mattered

looks all tattered

torn in shreds

and is battered

but is hidden in a jumbled mess

it may not be the best

but it’s nothing like the rest

however its hidden

just watching you

not wanting to be found

not looking to be bound

so under those piles and mounds

are more and more layers and

pounds, don’t worry none are

from you, although if you want…..

You know when everything is scattered

and the thing you are really looking for

the one thing that really mattered

looks all tattered

torn in shreds

and is battered

you have to sift, sort, and clean up that jumbled mess

Faith of a Mustard Seed

This weekend as I moved into my own place, I reflected on how I arrived here. I prayed for this place to become available and naively didn’t believe it would. I had the faith my situation would change but not what I asked for exactly!

I lacked unwavering and sound faith and was blindly walking into unchartered waters: The calm current of God’s love and Him providing for me.

Coming from asking a now fellow disciple to stay one night after only meeting her three times, sleeping in my car outside of Starbucks, staying with another new friend for a week who I had known only for maybe a month, going to a shelter for three weeks, and asking my same “new” friend if I could come back. I wound up staying with her for almost 3 months.

The tunnel was looking dim and bleak, however there was light at the end of the tunnel.

This has definitely been a journey. One of patience, hope, humbleness, faith, prayer, and trust.

To think back now on that prayer that was sent up and the blessing God has poured down, I am at a place of serenity knowing He heard me.

The word says, “You don’t have enough faith,” Jesus told them. “I tell you the truth, if you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it would move. Nothing would be impossible.” Matthew 17:20 NLT

I can honestly say that is what I had, the faith of a mustard seed. I was a new disciple and did not know the power I possessed. ( I still don’t know the full capacity) I told my mountain to move and said what I wanted. God provided the rest! He actually provided more. Wow!

Luke 17:6 NLT adds, “The Lord answered, “If you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, ‘May you be uprooted and thrown into the sea,’ and it would obey you!”

To actually see God’s word alive and living is astonishing.

To know that God fulfills his promises are empowering.

Thank you God. I marvel at your magnificence.

I’m speechless and at awe because of your love, grace, and most importantly mercy.

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He Wants It All

How I have been feeling all week. Enjoy!

You can have it Father! I love you with more than my heart.

Writer’s Block

It’s so hard to write daily or weekly is what I always complain

but I let things get so pent up and then who’s to blame?

Always comparing their eloquent writings and wondrous word play

to my jibber jabber, basic rhymes, struggling to depict  what to say

until I have talked myself out of posting

what a shame

 

Words stuck behind the flashing red and orange signs

alarming “Construction Ahead”

slamming directly into a wall made of blocks in brick red

 

Paragraphs playing offense with the lines of the document

however my mind has the best running back and nothing is getting past

lined up at the fourth down defense not moving like cement

 

Better yet going up for alley oop

antonyms arriving, synonyms singing, and metaphors milling

only to have have that one blocked too, just another tally

 

Sweet talk

Small talk

Around the clock

Writer’s Block

Fall Leaves

Leaves

 

 

I can hear you God

the wisps between each leaf

as you blow through the trees

 

I can hear you God

the pitter patter of the crunchy leaf

flipping across the courtyard

 

I can hear you God

floating across the fountain

as the leaf gurgles in the water

 

I can hear you God

folding over in the flower pot

because the air is so crisp & brisk

 

I can hear you God

changing yet again, another year

green,red, orange, yellow, brown

until nothing is left but another year

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