One Hundred and Fifty Five

Letting go of every single dream
I lay each one down at Your feet
Every moment of my wandering
Never changes what You see

I tried to win this war, I confess
My hands are weary, Lord, I need Your rest
Mighty warrior, King of the fight
No matter what I face, You’re by my side

When You don’t move the mountains
I’m needing You to move
When you don’t part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When you don’t give the answers
As I cry out to You–
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You

Truth is, You know what tomorrow brings
There’s not a day ahead You have not seen
So in all things be my life and breath
I want what You want, Lord, and nothing less

You are my strength and comfort
You are my steady hand
You are my firm foundation
The rock on which I stand
Your ways are always higher
Your plans are always good
There’s not a place that I go
You’ve not already stood

I will trust in You
(lyrics by Lauren Daigle)

I think over these last few very difficult years, I have lost so much of my trust in Him. The truth is, though, I’ve never needed to rest in His goodness more. But I think circumstances have rubbed me so raw, so relentlessly, that sometimes the promises I know are true, ring false anyway, and the hope I have in His very nature, slips through my fingers…

And yet, no matter where I am in the journey, He is unchanging. And I WILL trust Him. I will choose it, I will choose it with every fiber of my being, until I FEEL it. And then I will rest in His goodness again. Oh please, Jesus!

Thank You, Loving, Mighty, Beautiful Father, for being trustworthy, for being Good, and for being so patient with me. More than patient, in fact. For being HERE with me, wherever I am, whatever veil of tears I walk through. You take Yourself through it with me. You amaze me in every respect. I love You. Please, may I be ALL Yours? Hopes, dreams, trust and all?

Thank You for being You…


One Hundred and Fifty Four

facialsTonight I’m thankful for the kindness of a client who offered me the gift of one of her spa facials as a thank you for the design work she hires me to do for her… I know, right? A free facial… just for doing my job…

Let me tell you, my skin is glowing now, and so smooth!!

But more than that, my soul is soothed. She had no idea what this year has held for us; the way the foundations of everything are shaking; the disappointments and despair. She just wanted to reach out and give me a gift.

And somehow, receiving my first spa facial has spoken to my heart tonight.

It’s all going to be okay.

Thank You, Lord, for Your kindness and care. And for this sweet client who is such a blessing to so many. And for a clean, fresh face to turn toward tomorrow…

One Hundred and Fifty Three: “He will come to us like rain” {Hosea 6:3}

After a long hiatus I’m back full of thankfulness for the love of Jesus. His incredible love!

Formidable Kingdom

Have you ever been loved so fiercely that the person who loved you never asked you to love them back?  Have you ever been in a relationship where your lover actually asked nothing from you, expected nothing of you, went on loving you when you rejected and neglected and even if you cheated on them?

Yes, you have.  You are in a relationship like that.  That’s what our relationship with Jesus is like.

When we meet Him for the first time we can’t believe the weight of relief, of gratitude, of delight, of amazement that this awesome wonderful King would love us enough to die for us while we were still in the middle of our sin.  While we were still in the middle of rejecting Him.  We cannot fathom such grace that would go to the cross in our place, that would look at our sin and love us…

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One hundred and fifty

As I declare the truths of Christ crucified and raised across all social media platforms and in person this Easter, I find myself keenly aware of how lucky I am to be able to do that.  So many of my Christian brothers and sisters around the world are being slaughtered daily for professing the very same beliefs.  I will not be complacent just because by virtue of where I was born, the opposition I encounter here is not in the least bit violent. I thank God that I am still free to profess my faith, even if people don’t always like to hear it.  I thank Him for my current freedom, knowing that it is not guaranteed. I also pray for His suffering, but GROWING church. Christ has said that He will build His church and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. He is doing just that.

I stand in prayer that my God would comfort the families and friends of dear ones who have been martyred because they were not ashamed of the gospel.  I plead with the Lord to stop the bloodshed, I ask him (as Jesus does) to BLESS and move the hearts of those who would violently oppose Christianity by killing so many.  They are human just like me.  Father forgive them, they know not what they do.  Thank you that those who have died are now living forever in heaven, welcomed into the Everlasting Arms, every tear wiped away, hearing the words “Well done, good and faithful servant, now come, share my Father’s joy!”

One hundred and forty nine


Ever living Saviour, you are more alive, more real, more corporeal than anything in all creation.  You were before anything was, you will be even when everything ceases.  Your LIFE is so vigorous, so explosive, so what hope did the grave ever have of holding you?  Thank you for making yourself sin, for submitting to death for me, going against your very nature.  But more than that, thank you that you blasted through the doors of death in glorious, earth shattering, exhuberant LIFE!!!  Praise you Jesus!  Your LIFE is my hope and crown!  I will praise you forever my eternal King!

One hundred and forty eight

I had a picture from the Lord of myself out on a vast, dark and foreboding sea.  I wasn’t in the water though, I was in a tiny row boat, and Jesus was in the boat with me.  My interpretation is that through the storms of life that can feel so overwhelming and consuming we are safe in the boat with Jesus.  We still have to go through the tough stuff, but we will prevail, because he has the victory. Mighty Saviour.  Glorious Lord.

146.) The Face of Joy

I heard a beautiful 87 year old lady speak at my church the other night. Half-Jewish, she survived the Holocaust in Germany. And her faith inspired me, her joy humbled me. And I’m so thankful for the opportunity to hear her story…

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Anita’s memoir of her experience…