Day 30 ~ Walking With God ~ A Journey Of Being Altar’d

When God calls, it sounds a bit like, “Come, [or leave]  follow Me . . . and I will bless you . . .”

The Lord had said to Abram, “Leave your native country, your relatives, and your father’s family, and go to the land that I will show you.  I will make you into a great nation. I will bless you and make you famous, and you will be a blessing to others.  I will bless those who bless you and curse those who treat you with contempt. All the families on earth will be blessed through you.” Genesis 12:1-3

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Will you leave your career in hair, and be a SAHM?” [StayAtHomeMom]
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you leave your sweet little home in White Bear Lake, MN and move to a remote place in WI where you don’t know anyone? Because, to your surprise your husband wants a hobby farm?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you trust me with the trauma of this early birth, and this six-week-old needing surgery?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you trust me in this painful financial trial with all these medical bills as your car died while you are living in the ‘boonies’ with these two babies?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you put your house on the market, and when it sells rather quickly, endure moving in the basement of your friend’s house with your two little ones because you won’t find a place to live for two long months while your home and business is boxed up in several locations by accommodating friends?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you risk looking weird and homeschool your children?”
Altar’d and so blessed.

“Will you trust I am leading you and put your children in public school?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you endure the pain of rejection a hundred and one times because you are following Me and people don’t get you?”
Altar’d x 101 and blessed x 101.

Will you endure this lonely and terrifying journey through anxiety and depression?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you leave your beloved big brick home across from the beautiful lake and the sunset view that you love and move with your husband to [another] farm?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you take a risk dear cautious one, and open a gift shop on this farm?”
Altar’d and so blessed.

“Will you endure the scorn of those who don’t understand what is happening as you endure this trial with your daughter being judged and misunderstood?”
Altar’d and blessed.

“Will you let go of your children – again? and again? and again? and again? and trust me with them?”
Altar’d Altar’d Altar’d Altar’d and so, so, so, so blessed!

“Will you close the shop, sell the farm, move and move and move again? Giving up your rights, your reputation, your proximity to your children and grandchildren, the church you love, the people you’ve come to know as family . . . and come with Me?
Altar’d * Altar’ing * Blessed *

. . . and looking forward to the blessings.

Then Peter said to him, “We’ve given up everything to follow you. What will we get?

Jesus replied, “I assure you that when the world is made new and the Son of Man sits upon his glorious throne, you who have been my followers will also sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel. And everyone who has given up houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or property, for my sake, will receive a hundred times as much in return and will inherit eternal life.  But many who are the greatest now will be least important then, and those who seem least important now will be the greatest then. Matthew 19:27-30 [emphasis-mine]

#WalkingWithGod is a journey of being Altar’d [Romans 12:1-2]

Selah – I Lay Me Down

I’ve kind of bombed at writing consistently for 31 days . . . it was a lofty goal, I knew that, but thanks for hanging in here with me.

And for today . . .  I hope you are encouraged to count the blessings you’ve received in all the places you have left and followed Jesus. <3

Day 24 ~ Walking With God ~ When You Are A Granny

Yes, I do call myself Granny, but my little men call me Gramma just like my kids called theirs Gramma and I called mine Gramma.

Sixteen month old Oliver stayed overnight for his first sleepover on Thursday. He is starting to talk. Every time we see him there is more. And we see him most every week. He says, “Da-daa” and “Ma-ma” and “foof-foof” for dogs, and I think it’s something like “Foo” for shoe. He has a thing for shoes. Not for wearing them as much as for hauling them around the house.

Grandchildren are the best.

All the grannies say that. But when you get to BE one . . .then you know just what they mean. They are like whip cream and cinnamon on your mocha. Sweet. And spicy.

But … being  a granny isn’t all chocolate and coffee and whip cream with cinnamon.

Sometimes being a granny means you need to get put in your place. Because even though you have white-hair wisdom, you forget some stuff, and your sympathy trumps your reason.

When Oliver was here and the day was all glorious fall beauty, I invited daughter and her three little men to come for a walk. She was tickled to bring the bike for the 5 year old to the “country” vs their in-town location with streets to cross.  IMG_5839 IMG_5851

Well, I didn’t think his little legs could put on the miles we were walking, so at the first minor whimper, my heart stirred toward him, and my “ohhhhh, Honey . . . “ was met with a sharp rebuke from my girl.

Mama knows best.

This I’d learned from my own parenting days. :) So we proceeded, with her encouraging her 5-year-old to keep going, and keep going, and keep going.

He complained occasionally, and she would prod him on with promise of reward of walking his bike if he made it “to the next driveway” or to the bottom of the hill. I’m telling you, it was as grueling for granny at times as I was thinking it had to be for his little legs.

But, I kept thinking about how mamas know best.

I’m telling you, holding my tongue and not just hoisting the boy in my arms was a hard thing for me during parts of the walk. This was a true exercise in self-control!

But, you know what? The boy DID it!!! He put on the miles and he learned that he can press on in times of feeling like he can’t!!! [I currently needed that little lesson for myself-and am amazed at the ways God chooses to speak- the humbling ways . . . *ahem*!]

Daughter emailed me afterwards, revealing her own struggle with me seemingly undermining her authority, making the course of our lovely-autumn-day-walk a mite more awkward than either of us had anticipated.

But hard and awkward are often indicative of living life. And, I truly do believe mamas know best! 

[That part, I got right yesterday . . .  holding back my sympathy to let her be mom]

And I wonder if we get like that with God sometimes? Getting in His way of Parenting with our sympathy? Because even more than mamas knowing best, the Maker-of-Mamas ultimately KNOWS best. ~Yeah, I think that is what He was telling me . . . He’s my Daddy.

I commended her for being honest, and for knowing better than this granny what was best for her boy. And I gave her permission to confront her mama, with as much gentleness and respect as she could of course.

Walking with God means honest, humble, and sometimes painful living-true – together.

And being a granny really IS the best!  IMG_5855

Happy Weekend Friends!! May you FEEL the Lord’s lOVE and KNOW His mERCY!!!

Day 20 ~ Walking With God ~ Those Moments Of Awe & Wonder

Her mother had been abused by her grandmother.

Her great-grandmother raised her.

Disabled and alone, thrown out of her house, her mother had become pregnant with Thelma.

Remember I got that ticket to Women of Faith? Mama T [Thelma Wells] shared a story about her life I’d never heard before.

Great Grandma let Thelma stay at Grandma’s house occasionally. Grandma would lock Thelma in a dark, bug-infested, smelly closet the entire day until just before Grandpa came home. Then she’d clean little Thelma up. Until one day when Grandpa asked his little Thelma what she did that day. To which Thelma replied matter-of-factly, “Stayed in the closet.” and upon further interrogation by grandpa . . . “like, every day” …  and then . . . the visits stopped.

Because Great-grandmother had told Thelma about Jesus and had taught her hymns, Thelma spent her time in the closet at grandma’s house- singing hymns and praising Jesus.

And, Jesus kept her from bitterness of heart toward her grandmother.

IMG_5766 I told the story to my Ladies Bible Study on Sunday because it fit in with our discussion.

Apparently I was a week early!

We are studying this book, “Life Unhindered” and I was prepping today for next Sunday.  IMG_5765

You’ll never guess the story the author referenced in the chapter for next week!!! Right?!?! Thelma’s!!! 

These things don’t “just happen” do they?

So, from the stage on Saturday, she wrapped up the story with a word, UNDERSTANDING. She’d come to understand that her grandmother didn’t know how to take care of children, she was fearful of something happening, and to protect children, she’d felt the closet was the best place.

And if you know Mama T. You have been the recipient of her wisdom, her grace and her exhortation to the betterment of your life.

#JesusWins !!!

What kinds of surprises has He given in your life? How has He shown Himself to you? How has He kept you from bitterness in your suffering? This is GRACE friends! Amazing GRACE!!!

And how sweet it is!


Day 19 ~ Walking With God ~ When You Fall Off The 31 Day Wagon And Find Grace

Dear Friend,

It’s true. Writing 31 days in a row – organically, with no scheduled posts is challenging. And I’ve given myself permission to do the best I can – seeing as I started last minute and all. And have been posting often at 10:30 at night when no one reads blogs – because normal people – most normal people – have gone to bed . . .

So, for those of you who either think a daily blog in your inbox is annoying, or for those who might be looking forward to words from me . . . a hearty: Thank You for grace!  :)

Speaking of grace . . . if you are on Facebook, you might be enjoying the splashing of your memories on your news feed. They reminded me recently of a post I made a few years back on grace – so I created a graphic with it on. This photo is of my friend Holly who has been a grand gift of grace to me. Here she had shown up at my daughter’s house the day I was painting to help.


My friend Heidi came over on Friday for a lunch date. It lasted into the afternoon, and just before she left to pick up her kiddos from school, I got a text from my friend Nancy:

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And so . . . that is my excuse for not writing Friday or Saturday . . . and Sunday. Because I had to catch up from being gone on Friday and Saturday.  #grace

Here’s the story: #GodAnswersWhisperedPrayers

Two weeks ago a friend of Facebook had a give-away for four tickets to WOF. I entered but didn’t win. When I found out, I prayed a prayer, “Lord, I’d really like to go to Women of Faith, this being their final tour and all . . . if there is a way . . .”

. . . and I promptly forgot about that prayer.

That is, until I was on my way to the Excel Energy Center on Friday afternoon thanking God for such a fun surprise. And He reminded me . . .

My mentor, often encourages me to pray by reminding me, “You have not because you ask not!” [She’s a loyal King James user :) ] in reference to Matthew 7:7

I know that often God says ‘no’ or ‘wait’ to my prayers for His good purposes. But there are the times that He just kind of kisses you with, “Sure Honey! Enjoy your gift!”

What might you have a longing for, but haven’t bothered to ask Him?

Day 15 ~ Walking With God ~ When You’re Called To Be More Separate

It took me a long time to learn that walking with God means every human adopted into His family has a different course. IMG_5718
It took me a long time to understand that to love Him was to obey Him, because He first loved me. John 14:23

I once thought to obey Him was to win his favor, to please Him. This often left me with anxiety and a burden of condemnation when I messed up. I’d agonize for days over something I did.

As is typical for human-kind, my thinking was upside down.

I understand now that my obedience comes only from surrender of my whole self to God so that He can live through me. It is, in the moment of my flesh wanting to sin [gossip, complain, cuss, kick] in THAT moment, I have another choice. The choice to take up my cross. I die to my right to myself, and let Him have His way with me. Luke 9:23
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The power to obey comes in dying.

To take up our cross.
To deny ourself.
To offer our bodies as a living sacrifice. Romans 12:1

There are those who understand grace and think obedience is unnecessary.
They profess to know God, but deny His power.
Titus 1:16 talks about that. So does 2 Timothy 3:5

This morning I was reading 2 Corinthians 6:14-7:1

As God has said:

“I will live with them
and walk among them,
and I will be their God,
and they will be my people.”

“Come out from them
and be separate,
says the Lord.
Touch no unclean thing,
and I will receive you.”

“I will be a Father to you,
and you will be my sons and daughters,
says the Lord Almighty.”

Therefore, since we have these promises, dear friends, let us purify ourselves from everything that contaminates body and spirit, perfecting holiness out of reverence for God.

The separating God calls us to is from the world when we are adopted into His family. He is not calling us to leave the world, but to live distinctly from the world. To be set apart for Him. We are adopted into His family and join the Family mission. It’s that simple. It’s God saying, “You are mine.” It’s endearing that He has a special mission for each of His children. Knowing that is what enables our will to surrender at that moment of decision.

Oh that we’d trust Him!

I thought about the different things God required of men and women throughout scripture. The Levites were not to own property, Samson was not to drink wine or eat grapes. Jeremiah and Ezekiel were called to do some strange things as examples to God’s people. David ate the forbidden bread – because he walked with God and God was the boss of him, the maker of the rule, God could override it.

Have you ever had someone’s convictions make you feel guilty because yours were much less restrictive? In those cases, I’ve had to bring my anxiety to the Lord and ask Him if I feel that way because He wants me to tighten up my convictions or if He has just called me to a different walk.

Or maybe you’ve looked down on someone for not having the same convictions as you do. That is where grace comes to play. And pray. First for yourself to remain humble and then for the other person to be in the will of God.

It’s freeing to know that our journey with God through Jesus is . . . free.

As long as we are walking with God, we can rest in knowing He who loves us is leading us on, is speaking to us, and will help us when we get the least bit off track.

Day 14 ~ Walking With God ~ When His Sun Shines In The Fall

The fall. IMG_5674 (1) IMG_5658 IMG_5538 IMG_4498 IMG_4499


Don’t you love the way God uses metaphors? We complicate things so much, so often, that we are in danger of missing the simplest of truths.


The Son – came from Heaven – to bring LIGHT to hearts and . . . resurrection.
He ultimately renews everything. He is superior to the sun.
The sun – comes from sky – to bring LIGHT to earth and . . . nourishing life.
But it ultimately ages everything. It is inferior to the Son.

We, the humans who surrendered our dominion to the serpent, often that event is referred to as “The Fall”
Our parents covered their shame with LEAVES that crumple, crack, shrivel, and would need to be remade EVERY new morning. IMG_5717

Oh the striving they would have awakened to-  each new sun –
if not for the shed blood of that first cherished animal.
Oh the striving I would be awakening to each new sun –
if not for the shed blood of a spotless Lamb.

There is such glory in the Son!!!
His mercies are new every morning.

Jesus takes what is dead and He resurrects it.
Can you think of any ‘dead’ things that could use new life?
Your heart?
Its time . . . give it to God who has the power to make all things new.

The leaves. They surrender to earth, become humus and feed new seed-life under the sun.
The Believers. They surrender to God, become vessels of His power, and sow the Seed for new life in the Son.

Day 13 ~ Walking With God ~ When You Want To Have A Pity Party

“Good sense makes one slow to anger, and it is to ones’ glory to overlook an offense.” Proverbs 19:11

I don’t remember who said it, but I heard it one time, “Life would be easy if you didn’t have to deal with people.” So as I’ve encouraged friends going through a relationship challenge, tongue-in-cheek, I quote the unknown person.

And we laugh together at the nugget of truth in that statement. Partly because we know we are one of them.

An older gentleman in our church described being part of a church family as akin to being bricks in a tumbler. We smooth off one another’s rough edges. Sounds pleasant . . .right?

I was reminded by a friend this morning that humility lays the foundation for wisdom, and even sometimes humiliation is wisdom’s foundation. And how humility is kind of a pain, and is such a good foundation for having a heart that is teachable.  

We really do learn much in pain.

“When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.” Proverbs 11:2 IMG_5656

Wouldn’t it be nice if wisdom came freely? If automatically we knew what to do and how to walk through every situation with stellar performance? And a willing heart to top off the wisdom? Because even when we know what to do, it’s HARD. To. Do. It.

And the real truth is, that when we do encounter crisis in relationships, there are never easy answers. Because each challenge can be as unique as we are. This is one area that walking with God is -for me- extremely necessary. I am so desperate for His voice in my head, and His word in my heart.

Because I’d just run away from everything that bumps up against my rough edges.

Who wants conflict? 

Well, I guess some do. I digress as I’m definitely not one of them. But you might be?

So in the thick of life, there will be no escaping our opportunities to face offenses *ahem* discover wisdom. And the natural responses are usually the ones that have ramifications. That steal from us and others.

Gossip, malice, slander, retaliation, bitterness. And my particular brand of sinful reaction, the lovely “Poor me, I wanna flee.” self-pity.

And so here is one more benefit from hanging out with my friend Oswald, his words I’ve read repeatedly underscore truth.

“Beware of allowing your self-awareness to continue, because slowly but surely it will awaken self-pity, and self-pity is satanic.” ~Oswald Chambers ~My Utmost For His Highest

And the voice of the Holy Spirit speaks there in the darkness, TRUST:

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge GOD and He will direct your path. Proverbs 3:5-6

Self pity or any other sinful response to offense comes from self-focus. We either want to protect self or defend self. And in so doing, we are self-reliant.

Letting God be our shield and defender. And, in obedience to the voice of His Spirit, allow humility to have it’s work.

Years ago, I took a course by Francis Frangipane called In Christ’s Image Training [highly recommend!] in which I read this article “How To Become Unoffendable”   Even if you are not in such circumstances today, you might be tomorrow and might like to have his wisdom in your heart-file.

31 Days of Walking With God Series:
For Day 1 & 2: Walking With God
For Day 3: Walking With God ~ He Hears
For Day 4: Walking With God ~ On Sunday
For Day 5: Walking With God ~ Hearing My Daddy’s Voice
For Day 6: Walking With God ~ I Smile With Him
For Day 7: Walking With God ~ My Savior and His Friend Oswald
For Day 8: Walking With God ~ In A Long Line Of Leavers
For Day 9: Walking With God ~ Spectacular Love, Bewildering Composure
For Days 10, 11, 12 I plead grace. [and a spectacular fall weekend] :)

And, you didn’t think I’d leave you without a song to encourage you in enduring pain and growing in wisdom, did you?

WHY by Michael Card [Why did it have to be a friend who chose to betray the Lord? And why did he use a kiss to show them? That’s not what a kiss is for.]


Day 9 ~ Walking With God ~ Spectacular Love, Bewildering Composure

It was as if his eyes could see into the very depths of them. The way he responded to their taunting. He was always so . . . composed. It was a spectacular thing to witness.

Most people feared them, all pomp and circumstance. But not him. He withstood them, and with an air that was as difficult to describe. The best word is one that some have used when he teaches, “as one with authority” 

He who lives among the commoner faces the Pious with a rare . . . sturdiness.

Lord, I want to be like him!!!

Before he showed up, the categorical lines were iron-clad.
If you are not one of them, then you are less than them. If you were less than common, you were thought to be polluted and avoided by them – relegated to the far corners.

But not so with him. His eyes see differently. His heart is . . . good. He is jus so . . . steadfast.

Though we’re close friends, there’s a certain amount of uncertainty in being so near. How can one know a man who is so unlike other men?

How can a man be so kind and tenderhearted toward the lame, the blind, the demon-posessed and then so stern in the face of men-of-standing? It’s as if he doesn’t see the high hats and the stately robes. And the admirable gazes from the common folk.

Oh that I could be like him. IMG_5504

Though his companionship is loyal, there is a sense of awareness that he sees right into the depths of ME. And, well . . . there are times when that just makes me want to FLEE! It’s like my secret thoughts are safe with him. But man! It makes me squirm sometimes. I try so hard to hide those thoughts because I know they are wrong, but it’s impossible when he is near. And he stays!

When I even suspect someone is having thoughts toward me like I’ve had toward others, I put up guardrails to keep them at bay. I have to protect myself from acting out on my emotions – then everyone would know me as the fraud I feel I am.

If only I could be like him.

Judas, he’s always sneaking money. I know he sees it too. But just yesterday, he washed his feet! If he can see into souls, wouldn’t he be able to see the hypocrisy? Strange how he only seems to confront the combative pompous ones, and  with that confidence that just bewilders me!

I want to see like him.

There is also something magnetic about him. So marvelous that I know I could never leave him – as often as I’ve felt like fleeing. I could never find anything so . . . how do I describe it? . . . satisfying. It’s like I’d give up everything if he asked me to.

And it’s not because of the amazing things I’ve seen him do. Okay, that is part of it, because, what a show!!! The way he kept breaking that loaf and it was still whole! It not only astonished us as we were able to do the same thing with the loaf he handed us, but so many bellies were filled. How could he have taken so much time with that large crowd when he as so tired?

I want to have stamina like him.

But it’s more than all the things I’ve seen him do. It’s in our every day life. When we just walk together. He is interested in me . . . it’s strange. His attention is more genuine, more pleasant than anything I’ve ever experienced. Not even my own mother’s love has made me feel so cherished.

Will I ever live and love like Jesus?

Only if I let Him live through me.

Day 8 ~ Walking With God ~ In A Long Line Of Leavers


A Disciple’s response to Jesus calling, “Follow Me.” is to stop. drop. and GO.  Matthew 19:27

I’ve given mental assent to that statement for most of 26 years. And I’m guessing I am not alone when I say “I’ve left a lot.” Because there really is no escaping leaving. Leave today, leave the year, leave the season, leave, leave, leave . . .

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Adam and Eve left the garden. [forced to exit]
Enoch left the earth without experiencing death. [Enoch walked with God and he was no more because God took him]
Abraham left his country, people and family. [choice to follow]
Jacob left his family to flee from his brother. [choice to flee]
Joseph left his father to find his brothers and his brothers sold him and left. [despised and rejected by his brothers]
Moses left Egypt, left the desert, and left Egypt. Again. [a choice to flee, then called by God]
Rahab left her people. [choice to go with God]
Ruth left her people. [choice to go with God]
Esther left her uncle. [selected to be in the harem of the king.]
Jesus left Heaven to come to earth [Choice to rescue us]
And yes, we can look at the lives of Peter, Paul and even Mary. They each left a lot as they walked with God.

Family. Home. Religion. Glory. Accomplishment. Reputation.

And so as I walk with God during a time of ‘leaving’ yet again, I’ve been considering the common traits of  “leavers”
Faith ~ believing God who promises to work all things for good for those who love Him and are called according to His purpose.
Hope ~ Looking for Heavenly rewards instead of instant gratification.
Love ~ A loyalty to God so fierce that nothing compares to being with Him.

And I’ve also been pondering where their journey took them after leaving . . . a desert, a prison, a harem, a barn . . . but all of the barren, hard and stinky places were just layovers on the way to glory. Both in this life and the next!  Mark 10:29-30

Every saint’s story ends in glory. A palace, a kinsman-redeemer, a heritage, a rescue, a Savior . . .

This is our peace.
This is the joy set before us [Hebrews 12:2] – no matter the circumstances.

I am preaching truth to myself a lot lately.
I am praying a lot lately too. I told the Lord tonight that I needed HIM to help me let go, to do what He’s called me to do, because I don’t have it in me.

Goodness, I just realized it’s like I have the chicken pox!!!


And you’ll never guess what happened right after I prayed that prayer! This song came on!

And I’m considering putting a large red blotch with a Sharpie marker in the palms of my hands.
So I can remember . . . it’s not about me and this world is not my home.

All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance, admitting that they were foreigners and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them. Hebrews 11:13-16

Day 7 ~ Walking With God ~ My Savior & His Friend, Oswald

When I meet with God in the morning, I visit with Oswald too. I’ve been doing this for most of the last 26 years. Oswald’s words throw open the attic window in the old house that is me. Light streams in;  the view is grand.

IMG_5480 This morning I had to do a little catch-up in my little corner because of leaving the house so early yesterday. And as Oswald spoke today, a picture came to mind, and so I composed a poem.

I want you to read just this portion of the day’s thoughts from Oswald, and then I will add mine.

“When it pleased God … to reveal His son in me” (Galatians 1:15-16)

“. . . I have a heredity I had no say in; I am not holy, nor likely to be; and if all Jesus Christ can do is to tell me I must be holy, His teaching plants despair. But if Jesus Christ is a Regenerator, One Who can put into me His own heredity of holiness, then I begin to see what He is driving at when He says that I have to be holy . . . The moral transaction on my part is agreement with God’s verdict on sin in the Cross of Jesus Christ.” ~Oswald Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest ~October 6th

And from Today:

“For He hath made Him to be sin for us, who knew not sin:that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him” (2 Corinthians 5:21)

Sin is a fundamental relationship; it is not wrongdoing, it is wrong being, deliberate and emphatic independence of God. . . . The revelation of the Bible is not that Jesus Christ took upon Himself our fleshly sins, but that He took upon Himself the heredity of sin which no man can touch. ~Oswald Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest ~ October 7th


born bound by sin
heart of stone
impenetrable rock
no life to sow

press’d stone cracked
head hung low
Hope stands by
“Come, let’s go”

lifting my face
drinking in grace

holy tongs
a surgery
heart of stone
transplanted new
now soft
now free

His love found home
Holy dwells in me
~K. S.~

A soul’s dark places are illuminated gradually as we walk with God. He eradicates everything that would hinder our journey to Heaven. We learn things along the way. Methods of overcoming darkness. IMG_5246

You may already know that along my journey, anxiety and severe self-awareness once choked my life. The threat of it never leaves when I find myself in tight places. But as I’ve walked with God, He indeed has “trained my hands” for battle [Psalm 18:34]  I’ve learned to stand firm in those tight places, in those places that threaten to debilitate me, arms outstretched, I speak out loud His Living and active [s]Word. . . [Hebrews 4:12]

I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20

His word does the work He sends it to do.

If you’ve been reading here for awhile, you know I am pretty taken with music. It cements in my heart. [as evidenced in the age of this]  favorite song that came to mind as I wrote out the poem this morning.  I hope you have time to just close your eyes and listen. You are loved.

How has God “trained your hand” for battle? Is there a verse that you use to overcome in  battle?

31 Days of Walking With God Series:
For Day 1 & 2: Walking With God
For Day 3: Walking With God ~ He Hears
For Day 4: Walking With God ~ On Sunday
For Day 5: Walking With God ~ Hearing My Daddy’s Voice
For Day 6: Walking With God ~ I Smile With Him