You can break free from the system of fear and judgment. You were created to shine brightly. I believe in you!
Tag: Garden
Grow Garden, Grow
As our feet move upon the earth, the earth recognises who we are and Who it is that we carry. It recognises the love we give, the hope we speak, and the joy written upon the tablets of our hearts. As our feet fall upon mountains and valleys, dirt paths and grass, we carry the Greatest of all gardeners within us and—like Him—we create gardens wherever we go…
Let It Be Done On Earth As It Is In Heaven
Many, many times in the Word, God’s people faced heinous circumstances for simply loving Him. The circumstances they faced were not created or caused by God, but rather, by the enemy…the Thief. The Word says that the “Thief comes to steal, kill and destroy, but I (Jesus) have come that you might have life and life more abundant” (John 10:10)…
Back to Eden
In the beginning, we had it all. We had constant connection with our Heavenly Father (El Shaddai) and genuine governance over all creation. We had been given the ability to caretake in supernatural and providential ways, and to see El Shaddai’s Kingdom through the eyes of our hearts—there were no blockages between us and Him. The fullness of His frequency was meshed with our own...
Softly, Gently
Softly, gently, I unfurl my wings And rise on the life of Your breath Into timeless places With no beginning and no end, And I am found in You, Perfect One. You’re my place of constant rest, Where I am absent from the stuff, spit and clay Of my own mess....
A Thank You
This is a thank you note to say I appreciate the fact that in YOU that I LIVE and move and have my being... not through anything else.
Look Up
So after many years, I think I finally get it (just dove right on in there, didn’t I?) If you live according to the flesh (place your eyes on your flesh) you will reap the things...
I Am His and He Is Mine
These days, This era, This time in history, Has opened up a space for a clarion call, An invitation, That was never actually laid to rest in the first place...
Dirt-Surfing and Molehills
I picked these flowers for myself because I like them and because I am worth them. Why? Well, aside from everything else...
Over the Hill…
Mary’s little lamb, Polly.