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stunning

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That is the only word I can come up with for the prayer meeting last night. Personally, I was expectant all day yesterday. The Lord simply would not let me be. I had to give praise. Even though my real life did not look that great, it became evident that the sacrifice of praise was being required of me. It was wonderful. GIVING to the Lord was wonderful.

                     Upon my arrival to the church it was clear that there was an electricity in the air, the PRAISE had to go on. And so it did. It was stunning…no entanglements with the enemy, only lifting the name of the most high GOD!! Becoming free in the knowledge that we are loved so wholly, and so Holy, and so well. That sacrifice was offered and received we danced and drank of the Lord willingly. STUNNING.

                 Later, I got into a group to pray and petition on behalf of some friends, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw my pastor, my friend, Steve. He was not praying for anyone, but instead was in the center, getting prayed for. A few minutes into it someone got the water and the cloth and they all began to wash his feet and pray and edify him. It was the most beautiful picture of the church that I have ever seen, The last person to wash his feet was his sweet wife, Becky. She took him in her arms and then she whispered words of love and washed his feet. HOW FITTING…..the bride bent low cleaning the feet of the bridegroom. It was what we all had done just minutes earlier in our sacrifice of praise to Jesus.  STUNNING.

time keeps on slipping into the future

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The weekend is almost gone.We relaxed at home friday night, spent saturday at the lake with friends, and today went to church and came home and cleaned up all the messes we had left out earlier. Amazing, how quick it goes by. Sunday is a day where I prepare for the week ahead. Tonight instead of preparing in the usual ways, I will prepare my heart. I will prepare it for battle and I will prepare it for worship.A battle cry and a love song beautifully intermingled. Here goes……

baby baby its a wild life (read both posts today)

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                 mommy mommy ringing in my ear

                 mommy mommy is all I hear

       Hello morning…its a beautiful day, sun is shining, my

    breakfast on a tray …..Beep, beep, beep, beep….wake up!

            real life begins, wake up in the middle of a war zone

        one is on the cell phone, one has only one shoe on

    drink my coffee with my eyes closed, daydream about the way he proposed

        Funny…then reality wins.

           The dog needs to be let out

            too late, try not to shout @#%&#

       What was I talking about ??

     mommy mommy ringing in my ear, mommy mommy is all I hear

         now you’re calling, someones falling

        a dirty face with tearstained cheeks……

      can i clean this place, win this race, stand up straight

        reach home plate?????

         its bedtime baby, close your eyes

         this day’s been a hard, a compromise

 mommy mommy ringing in my ear, mommy mommy is all i hear

     sweet dreams, I love you so, sweet dreams my baby, GROW UP SLOW.

 For all you mommies out there, enjoy !!

new day

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well….isaiah is at school, he did not fight or cry, he had a great attitude. he did not get out of the car on his own, he held on to the seat like a man jumping out of an airplane, BUT….daddy walked him inside and left him with the guidance counselor. I just got the call, he is fine and doing his work.  Baby steps.

             Baby steps are all I can manage, hold my hand, don’t leave me stranded

                what if I can’t keep up? what if I lag behind?

                 If I don’t stand up, how can I fall…..and then I hear you call

          “take a chance, learn to dance, follow me….follow me”

moving forward

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Its hard to write that Isaiah did not want to go to school today, he fought and cried. Thomas took him in and stayed there in a tiny chair all day. WOW. Wish somebody loved me like that. Oh yeah…they do…ABBA. He requires my respect, and obedience, but when I let him down he loves me still. He loves me still, he loves me soft, he loves me strong.

                            Thomas did that for Isaiah today. We still took his toys away for his behavior, but we will never turn our backs, or our faces for that matter. We will walk out in front of him,LOVE, RESPECT, and, OBEDIENCE. And hope he follows our example.

                         Thank you to my prayer warriors, don’t give up, I’m not. We have gained ground.The enemy hates when families pray and worship and heal together. We are growing BECAUSE of this adversity. We are stronger because of our faith. love to you all.

one life to live

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Thats it ….one life to live, and when it comes down to it, all I have to offer, all I have to give is love.

 I have been looking for an encounter with the Lord, and when I dropped Isaiah off at school, I believe that Jesus was looking at me from inside Isaiah’s eyes. Fear has been broken off, because (i believe) that Isaiah has GRASPED …perfect love. And therefore, I have.

   So today I am a woman posessed, crazy in love, unable to sit still or carry on a conversation. How do I hold on to this ?

my own psalm

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How far away will you let me go ?

How afraid will you let me be ?

Fear is my enemy, he is chasing me

He calls out to me in the day, wrestles me in the night

Lord please hold me, keep me in your sight.

 My eyes search you out, your voice, your wisdom, your light.

You push back the heavens until I am in clear view

 You answer cry, give me all of you.

 You never looked away, even in the darkest day

my spirit shines and sings praises to your name

I will dance, I will dance, I will dance , I will dance

 I will give hope a chance.

pictures

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just a couple more.  Adam- carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. He is my champion, always there to cheer me on. So vulnerable to God…truly believes.

Sidney- she is my butterfly, trying to get out of her cocoon.

pictures

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isabelle!! beautiful dreamer, trying to find a way to bring heaven and earth together ! Would also like to know how to turn high school musical into something spiritual so that I would let her watch it 24 hours a day !this is truly worth a thousand words !! Refeshed, redeemed, restored, rescued, revived !! It was a celebration, I was happy that pastor steve, who has seen the kids born and watched them grow, was the one to lead them into the next leg of their faith walk with the LORD !!my husband and the ram’s horn. WOW. It smelled really bad, but the sound of it is something I expect to hear in heaven. It shakes things loose, rearranges my way of thinking in a way….when I hear it, my mind and heart on focused on the Lord. can’t explain it. Isaiah- so tender that he breaks my heart, and so tough, that sometimes I can’t break through. He is a scavenger, and right now he is looking for the LORD and any information about him. He is so open right now, the Lord is realy speaking to him, all the time.

favorite one

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today thomas and I and 3 of our children spent some time with friends. I really did not notice the kids talking to dr. ben, but later they each, at seperate times, said to me “i think dr. ben really likes me!”

                           You know what I think ? Dr. Ben is one of those people that makes you feel like YOU are his favorite person in the world. I love it, I don’t understand it, but I love it.

                             I love it because that is how Abba makes me feel. Like my worship is the sweetest, and my words are perfect, and my face is the one he wants to see. He makes me feel like I’m his favorite one.