last week (or maybe it was the week before... - doesn't matter, not important) i was running on the treadmill and this song came up on my playlist. something about that moment just felt like full on magic - and this whole blog came like a matrix download all at once right into my belly. as i ran, listening to the story of the lyrics, i was so energized - my pace quickened and i ran my little heart out on that treadmill, completely buoyed by what God has done in my life. it was one of those moments where i felt i could've run through a wall and kept running forever!
I was born in a thunderstorm*
my parents were teenagers. she loved him, he didn't love her back. he wasn't there the day we arrived. twin girls.
he came back after a while and they were married. he was drug addicted, violent, abusive to her. she fled when we were 2yo, along with my baby brother, then less than 6mo old.
a brave move for a frightened girl. I grew up overnight we lived in poverty, dependent on …
sunday morning in church the pastor shared with us two dreams that had been given to two of their intercessors.
in the one dream, a person stood before two fields, one in front of the other. in the first field, there were six alligators, representing big mouths.
gossip criticism complaint grumbling contempt negativity murmuring life-sucking in the field beyond them was a whale spouting water from its belly, representing the DEEP things of God. to get to the deep things of God, we've got to get past our mouths. to get to the deep things of God, i've got to get past my mouth. James says it like this:
those who consider themselves religious and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tongues deceive themselves, and their religion is worthless. james 1:26 worthless. the tongue is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. it corrupts the whole body, sets the whole course of one's life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell. james 3:6
a wildfire. set on fire by hell. not one for mincing …
as each year wraps up, i turn in and ask God for a word. a theme for the upcoming year, something he is breathing on, a work that he wants to do, a space he is he guiding me into.
i can be a little slow about seeing it at first, usually feeling like i'm getting NOTHING, when what's more true is that i'm just not picking up on the crumb trail and seeing where it's leading. a word will surface and i'll not see it. it'll come up again (and again) in conversations, in something i read, in a message i hear and finally...
*gasp! eyes bright* THAT'S MY WORD!
i'm a quick study.
this year, my word holds so much weight for me because it takes me back to a heart space i forsook long ago. as i was still seeking and looking and praying, twice i came across this thing that beth moore said.
i only had to read it once to know that she was talking about me.
“You will watch a generation of Christians – OF CHRISTIANS set the Bible aside in an attempt to become more like Jes…