Today I can't stop thinking about the things God has already done through his people that are available for us to use against the principalities that come against us. I can be frequently found asking God for tools to strengthen me, to give me the advantage I need, and the courage to stand up boldly… Continue reading Heaven Beckons Me
I've been wanting to properly introduce someone very special to me, to you. And now feels like the best time to do so. His name is Curtis. Curtis Lovrak. He's about 5'11", maybe 6', has the best blond hair and blue eyes, drives an e36 BMW on most days, and has liked this girl named… Continue reading Love On Display
The enemy likes to think he's really clever. Always tricking us in the same ways. Always stealing the same things. Thinking he's unstoppable (he's not, by the way) because he has a grip on us over and over. But as the enemy continues to attack us in the same ways and in a repetitive pattern,… Continue reading By His Spirit
As a season I thought would break me comes very close to an end, countless thoughts have been stuck on repeat in my mind... For one, I've thought how simply crazy it is to have blown through two 249-page journals. Journals that evolved into a collection of letters to the Lord himself, love notes if you will,… Continue reading I Am Growing.
I used to tell myself I was going to buy a bouquet of flowers a week (or until the last ones died) as a form of "treating myself." And by bouquet of flowers I mean ruscus, camellia's minus the camellia, or any kind of eucalyptus. No flowers really. Think minimal and green. I recently discovered that… Continue reading Pick Me Ups.
I found it befitting to first write this rather than finishing up my art history lesson because of what a wonderful and celebratory day it is. I'm overcome with thanksgiving and overflowing with joy knowing that my hope is found in Jesus — the author and the finisher of our faith — whom has overcome criticism, fear, persecution, and most… Continue reading I Am But A Broken Vessel
Everyday I feel as if I'm anticipating something in the mail. So much so, I'm the one who is always going out to retrieve it for the house. Almost everyday though, the ones where I want so badly to have something for myself, I get nothing. Yesterday was different though. I had forgotten about checking the mail.… Continue reading He Who Promised Is Faithful