Show Them

Our job isn’t to change people. To make them different or same like us. Forcing them into a perfectly shaped steeple. As they sit in rows quiet and straight, Hiding from others. Afraid of the potential hate. We live in a world that’s black or white. It’s one or the other, not full of color….

Sour Lemonade

We all have been deceived into believing one of Satan’s biggest lies, that this life, we have been given, is suppose to be easy and pain free.  Its funny to me that the man that is in fact causing us hardships and pain, is also the one that is telling us we are to be…

After the “exodus” 

Almost a year ago we moved out of our house, in obedience, unsure where God was leading us. We only knew we were called to leave. We minimized our belongings and moved into the basement of my parents house until we heard the next step. We had/have no idea where God may be leading us…

A Confession and My Purple Jeep

I sat silently in a car full of noise on the side of a very busy road.  A few minutes earlier my precious 1998 Jeep Cherokee decided it was time to rest.  With my flashers on I slowly rolled it to a stop on the side of the road.  Semi’s and cars whizzed past us…

Say Anything

While I was on my way home from an amazing week in Bolivia, God prompted me to purchase a book to read on my kindle app for my last flight home.  I normally steer clear of kindle books because I am in love with the new book smell, the first thing I do when I…

Keeping up with the Clutter

I haven’t been able to write in awhile because God has been working on me in a different area, the outside!  He has been sending little hints my way for the last couple weeks and this week I put those hints into action. It may be drastic for some and encouraging for others, either way…

The morning God showed me a little bit of Heaven

The sun was just peaking over the horizon and the rays were trying to sneak into the room through the holes in the blinds.  Distant worship music filled the quiet house and everyone was asleep, including myself.  As I slept, I found myself in the midst of an early morning dream.  For me, those are…

Called to Bolivia

A few months back I had a dream that confused me and scared me.  It was a dream of stepping into ministry.  I felt unequipped and nervous in the dream and in waking life I had the same feeling.  I have been on mission trips in the past through a non-profit organization called Visiting Orphans,…

White Noise

I have written out a few blog post in the last couple weeks but have kept them as drafts.  I haven’t published them yet because I feel like there is something missing.  I have been waiting for God to speak to me and I hear nothing.  I am trying to decide if this is writers…

One Very Bad Day: day in the life of a 7 year old

I was six, maybe seven. I was a first grader in Mrs. White’s class down in Houghton, LA. I had lived there for almost five years enduring the very hot humid temperatures and large bugs. We may or may not have had a random lizard living with us, but that was as normal as finding…

Finding Heavenly Hope

Hope.  What is hope?  I know we all have an idea of what it is but what does it really mean to have hope?  In this world we use this term, “I have hope” nonchalantly & freely almost everyday.  We will say “I hope I can get home in time”  or “I hope this meal…

Dream Series: Amy Soden

As you stand in the middle of the aisle, gazing at the shelves, staring at you in the face is a beautiful picture of a crystal clear lake, surrounded by wonderful fall colored leaves that are reflecting on the water.  The colors and beauty of this picture pull you into a trance and you stand…

Something Better

(this was written July 2014 as we were going through our adoption process) It was Wednesday morning July 16th and I had just arrived at my parents house to hang out with my mom on her day off. As I was sitting there I received an email from our consultant (and friend) Katie, telling us…

Dream Interview Series: Adam

We recently celebrated the wonderful life of a legend. What made this man a legend? He had a dream. A dream that probably kept him up at night. A dream that started long before he was old enough to voice his longing to make a difference, a change. A dream created in the root of…