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1 Thessalonians 5:24 (New International Version)
"The one who calls you ..."

Recently I found out that a group of friends all went to an event. I was not invited. I felt my heart twinge with sadness.

I am glad to know that all of us are called by Him for the most beautiful event of our life--Eternity.

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Another Cinderella Story

I preferred most days cloudy with the occasional thunderstorms. In the background, working and doing what others asked. I did not say that I did not balk as this was my victim mentality. And this was the only way I knew how to mask my frailty—stay busy. My self-made veil covered the real me.

I am a Cinderella Story.

Hidden in a dark and dreary dungeon for most of my life by life’s circumstances and then by choice, I was called many years ago by my Prince. “Have you no daughters?” cried Abba.

Slowly with hesitation, I walked forward. With my face bowed, my shame prevailed—but I came as called. Abba stood before me and took my tender-broken heart. He wrapped His hands around it. My heart fit perfectly in His palms. I looked up and saw His eyes. “This is her, the one I have come for--she is My bride and I have come to take her Home,” cried Jesus. The raging war that had been there imploded. Something supernatural happened. Soon, there was a crescendo of passion; the music of His love began to swell until there was a climax of peace.

He lifted my veil… The pureness, the sacredness of the moment would be forever reminding of the vulnerability of this life—my life.

I now know that my most perfect days may end in rain...

Those are now some of my best days wrapped in the arms of my Bridegroom... for the Marriage has come.

Who Is The Author Of Your Life?

Recently, I sat down to watch a movie with my family late into the plot. I kept asking my family what was going on. To my daughter’s frustration she tried to tell me. “Who loves who, I asked? Are they together now?” But I never quite grasped what was going on. I could tell it was a beautiful love story--A man and a woman sharing their heart, their soul and their sorrows too. I just couldn’t figure out the true picture as how their love came to be from some tragic event that had occurred.


Life is like that, we find ourselves in the midst of a love story but not sure who the characters are or how we got there. We are confused. We ask others for their input and sometimes we don’t. Even so, those around us define the very nature of our life and yes even the most intimate details of a deep place within our soul, within our hearts. Our life has been defined since we were born by parents, grandparents, siblings, friends, and enemies.


We let others shape our life story. Truly our life's experiences of our own interpretation anyway.


When do we become the Co-author of our life? When do we begin to let God write on our hearts the most sacred meaning of who we are?


For it was His Son that traded His Heavenly Home for a Wooden Cross so that we could know love in the most intimate way. (John 3:16)

Learn To Dance To The Sound Of Love

"A new commandment I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another." (John 13:34)

Wow... you want me to love WHO? How about we just talk about that!!! Like surely you understand that there are just some people that have hurt me greatly and that I SHOULD NOT have to love, RIGHT?

Why is it when I ask God these simple little questions, I hear dead silence?? Ummm, where are You God?

OK, so maybe it is easier to love other people more than others... A lot easier...

Have you ever noticed the ones you have the hardest time loving... are the ones living under your skin...the ones that reveal many of the things you dislike about your own self? "Usually we see other people not as they are, but as we are." (Ragamuffin Gospel)

Oh yes, so many times I feel like the Woman at the Well -- a Ragamuffin. I don't measure up to the world's standards as a Christian and yes, I am less than perfect. Oh, what kind of Christian am I in the shadows of the night? Ever feel that way? "If they only knew..."

A friend once said, "A Christian who failed? Tell me it ain't so.... you wait til I tell Moses and Paul on you...." I had to laugh for he was right... we ALL fall short...(Romans 3:23)

It is in my darkest times when I hear "I love you" through someone or something God has put in my path that I experience God in the most intimate way. I hear the notes of my Papa's love songs as He sings to me.

Jesus came to love us all so that we too could love (1Jn 4:8). He loved the vilest ragamuffin like me.

Oh, that I may put on my dancing shoes and learn to dance to the song in my heart with a tender love and teach others the rhythm of our Papa's heart.