Interests, Lifestyle, Love & War, Soul Stuff


Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders.

Let me walk upon the water wherever You would call me.

Take me deeper than my feet could ever wonder and my faith will be made stronger...

This time last year, I couldn’t find the voice to sing these words. They would literally get stuck in my throat.

It isn’t God I don’t trust in all situations, it’s me. Trying to survive a storm gets messy. I rage against the world, the people around me, God. I’m less patient than normal and I’m certainly not grateful that this is for my ultimate good. If I had it my way, I would avoid the storms, to be honest, and I wish God would cut me some slack. It’s not pretty and I sit in the shame of that fact the entire time. But, whether we are willing to go through it to get through it or not, the storms still come, we stumble through the mess land the other side, sometimes in shambles.

The good news is that the thorn was eventually removed and I’m experiencing some relief. Life isn’t necessarily what I’d like it to be now, but I must say that I am stronger now because of the storm. This morning, this song came up on the projector and I belted it out! I felt no dread or resentment for what may or not lie ahead or what I had been through already. Yes, the storms seem unbearable at the time, but it feels good to be on the other side of it, still intact and better. And that is the beautiful ebb and flow of life: no matter how bad things get, it will pass and you will get to the other side; you will survive. I hope you remember that no matter what is going on in your life. Hang in there!

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Activities, Interests, Lifestyle


Have you ever gone on a mission’s trip? Or been in a situation where all you had was your faith in God that things will work out somehow? Well, my friends, Steph and Avi, just returned from a 6 month trip that challenged and grew them in ways that they came home to share with us.

The main point of the trip was to help homeschool the children of the permanent missionaries but as Avi shared, the trip set the trajectory for the life they would like to live for God.

Avi believes that to be used well by God, it is not ability that you need but availability. If you want to be used by God and live a life for his Glory, you need only to slow down and make yourself available to Him; He does the rest.

Sometimes we drag our feet when we feel ineffective or not good enough where God places us and as a result, we miss out on what God is doing in us through the time we are in that place of growth.

Between finding themselves in an environment where they felt incapable and had to literally carry their form of transport through a river to get to the other side, Steph says there was often nothing left to do but to let go of certain things and choose to trust God instead.Trusting God can be a thing you show and not just words you say.

The question that remained for my friends is this: Do they really have a heart for the lost or was the trip an adjustment to that time and place they found themselves in? It’s easy to ride on the coattails of other people but it’s important to pay close attention to your own work (Galations 6). The missionary environment exposes a great deal of your own weaknesses to you and it’s important to continue to weigh up the blueprint of the work you are doing.

Thank you so.kuch for popping in! It’s always such a pleasure to have you! Have a beautiful week erbody😘

Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff


She threw her toys out of the cot. She screamed and cried like a spoilt brat. What did all that wait talk mean now when it seemed so impossible? What she saw in her review mirror was evidence of her dillusions. But did He not say, “wait, and I’ll come through for you”? Did He not confirm that the answer is “Yes!”? Now it seems to be more immovable than a mountain and her faith smaller than the smallest mustard seed. Those words whispered in the secret, quiet place seem now to be the mumbles of a mad woman, desperate to have her way. She was so sure they were the words  of the most faithful and steadfast, prayer answering God.Faith is not an easy thing. But Faith works in the realm of the impossible.