• prophetic

    Prophetic word: In the trees

    A couple of months ago, on Holy Saturday, I was overwhelmed with this message from the Lord: the next move of God is in the trees.   I furiously wrote as He graciously downloaded. Like trees, revival will grow tall and strong, spread widely, be sturdy.  Just as trees provide a canopy of shade, this next move of God will provide a canopy of love. Trees grow strong roots and so will the next wave of ministers.  They will drink from the deep waters of my heart.  They will run but not grow weary because of their deep roots and access to such deep wells.  The water of the Lord will…

  • prophetic,  SOKW

    The swarm dream

    In June of 2018 I had a prophetic dream.  We were still in the beginning stages of planning for the School of Kingdom Writers, and without a doubt I knew this was a message that had to do with the vision God was placing in our hearts and minds. I’ve sat with it for a year and half now, and processed through it at different times.  God brought it to mind again recently and I feel like it’s time to share. It was a very short dream, but with great depth of meaning. It took place in a barn, a brand new barn that was tall but had open sides.  In the very…

  • contentedness,  journal,  learning,  life,  simplicity,  thoughts

    Distractions

    I sit and write amid trash and crumbs strewn across the table.  One child is sedated by a show, one squirms on my lap and the others are outside, finally making their own fun.  The morning has been full of tempers that have flared.  Tempers that lashed out at each other and the schoolwork that we tried to do.  Forever I will be learning to not lash out at their lashing out because how in the world can I teach them to be calm when so many days I’m like a pressure cooker that’s not properly vented? For years I’ve been trying to figure out how to do social media…

  • life,  photos,  story

    The ministry of the lake

    Every time we go to the lake Brad brings a book along as if he’s going to have some magical time where he isn’t watching the kids to read.  Sometimes I grab a book too, just to play along with this fantasy. Even if I had a half an hour of solitude, I would probably spend it people watching.  I’m convinced the lake is full of the most interesting people in the county.  There are the moms that dip a toe in the water with their toddler, young adults horsing around in the deep end, teenagers getting in trouble, adolescents twirling off the high dive, grandmas waiting in the shade…

  • birth,  children

    Meeting Maggie

    There is no way to understand the desperation of an overdue pregnancy than to experience it.  It feels like labor could be any minute, or never at all. Even now, nearly three weeks later, these feelings are hard to recall.  I am able to reflect on it fondly, as if being overdue is some sort of fun waiting period not the time of daily crying and sighing that it truly was. One week after my due date I awoke to use the bathroom for the third time that night and noticed that there was some blood when I wiped.  I couldn’t help but be excited even though I knew birth…

  • journal,  life,  thoughts

    Devotion>Decency

    Decency: behavior that conforms to accepted standards of morality or respectability Devotion: great love, affection, or admiration for someone Recently the Lord spoke to me the phrase “the decency is gone”.  As I looked up the definition of decency, I heard the Lord speaking that His standard is here and the world’s is gone. Later that day the Lord was so good to give me another phrase: “Decency is being replaced by devotion.”  He wants me to look to Him with great love and affection because He is the only one who can show me my true, Christ given identity. I was reminded of the story of King David, who…

  • house,  neighborhood,  story

    The fire

    The noise first alerted us to a problem.  Our old house had been renovated so often that the living room was a windowless cave.  We often found solace in the protection from dangers that lurked outside, but tonight it was a hindrance.  It was late that is when bad things happen. Orange light filtered through the diamond window of the front door as we crowded together to look.  I gasped as tongues of fire consumed the house across the street. That was the nice house on the street, I moaned. When 50% of the street was vacant we learned to appreciate the houses that were nice. Sirens wailed in the…

  • journal,  life,  thoughts

    Foggy sadness

    The day is moving along but the fog outside has intensified.  By nine it should be dissipating, driven away by the newness of the day and the sun shining bright.  But today, this second day of the year, it’s worsening. Sadness crept into my heart in much the same way.  When things should be the most joyful, sadness can be as the fog, thick and relentless.  In some ways I welcome it, that old familiar feeling.  I allow myself to wallow in my surroundings, in the things that shouldn’t be, but are. I want to feel entitled to my sadness.  I want to feel justification that the world is against me…

  • SOKW,  thoughts

    A new thing

    About a month ago as I was laying down for bed, an image of a fire burning came into my mind.  I closed my eyes to see what God had for me. I found myself a couple of stories up in an old building downtown.  As I looked out there appeared to be a beautiful sunset, glowing orange and red, but as I moved closer to the window, I could see that buildings were on fire.  However, instead of it being detrimental, I had the sense of this being peaceful and good. I was moved outside on the street and noticed the fire was burning certain buildings, but instead of destroying them…