The other day I was getting dressed to go to a baby shower for my friend, Joanna. It was a big deal.  And I wanted a word from the Lord for her , for Joanna(not the baby). So, I got in the bathtub(where I do my best thinking) and prayed. Well I kept hearing “deconstruct”. How weird ? I was almost sure that could not be the word for joanna, it must be for something else. Eventually, I looked it up. DECONSTRUCT: the act of breaking down into components. While I was reading the definition, the Lord said ” what does the deconstuction of a mother look like ?” Aha !! In other words, what are the components of a mother ?

                       Joy (aka strength)

                        love(never ending)

                        patience( (to get you through)

                        faith ( big enough to move a mountain)

                         power (to change the atmosphere)

                        mercy ( a new portion every day)

I realized that my friend Joanna EXEMPLIFIES these componets. And what the Lord was telling me was sometimes we have to break down what it takes to be a mother, one component at a time.

ps….it takes a village to raise a village idiot, it takes a mother to raise a child. hahaha !

This is actually the title to the book that I am reading right now. Its Brennan Manning ,and I love his voice.  The book is a challenge to my spirit, mostly because I fall into these categories on a daily basis. I don’t want to, but I do.

             Somewhere along the way, the imposter taught me to put my best “face” forward. I have been aware of this for a while, its not a new epiphany. I struggle with it every single day.

      What I am desperate to avoid is putting my best “face”forward with GOD. I don’t want to struggle with that, I want it to come easy. I want every prayer, every song, every motion, every stand that I take, to be authentic. He knows me anyway. If I think I am fooling him, I am simply buying into what the imposter is telling me….that I am not good enough, not holy enough, that my REAL face, is not the face that Jesus saw that day on the cross, the day he looked darkness in the eye and died for me. But the truth is…it was, it was my REAL face and yours. He deserves nothing less now, every day.

     The beauty is that I have been transformed, my old self is a shadow that the imposter wants me to believe is the real thing. But, its not !!  I  feel like I am on the verge of a break through  in this area,  and wanted to share. Get the book,  it will make you think.

Passover, that is. I love this time of year. Its Spring, its Isabelle’s birthday, its Easter, and its Passover. No, I am not Jewish, but my one true love is. Yeshua celebrated Passover every year for 33 years, and it brings me so much happiness to do the same.

                              I always get funny looks from people when I mention doing passover, but I would encourage you, if you have never heard of, or participated in a messianic  passover….do it ! Read about it, you will be amazed at how every single thing at a traditional Passover points to Christ. I can’t wait. Shalom.

     This weekend Thomas and I looked at 2 old farmhouses. This seems strange, only because we live in a beautiful, new, craftsman style home. The problem…we do not own it. And, at this stage in the game, we cannot own it, therefore, it is a lovely, but temporary home for us. We have had a few words given to us over the last week. The first word was roots. We have dear friends who say they are ready to put down roots where they are. We were happy for them, and Thomas did not think too much about it, until later when he became convinced that this was a word of truth for him as well. He said something very specific to the Lord about our needs, basically”we need someone with an old house and a yard, who is willing to owner finance” . Within a day, we found 2 farmhouses, each with their own set of issues.

                     On sunday, the Lord gave me a couple of words, and I think they MIGHT apply to the houses, but DEFINITELY apply to our family. The words are haunting me, so I looked up the definitions (thats what I do when the Lord speaks).

This is what I heard “restoration begins with the foundation”.

Restoration had a couple of meanings, but as I read, I knew exactly which one belonged to me.

restoration- the restitution of something taken away, or lost.

foundation-the groundwork of anything, the act of founding, setting up, establishing.

                 And then for Thomas, the word root-the part that grows downward into the soil, anchoring the plant and absorbing nutrients and water. I LOVE THIS WORD. Everyone needs roots, whatever that might be in your case. We HAVE to have that thing, that part that anchors us and makes it possible for us to receive the nourishment and the water we need. THE LIVING WATER ! HA ! Not the dirty water from the stagnant place that the world offers. These words are blowing my mind and I need to pray into them, dive into them, cover up in them and wrap them around me. I will let you know how it goes.