Keep your Love On 

Danny Silk’s message wrecked me early on in my learning to become love.  He is a trusted leader in my church.  

For anyone who has faced or is facing betrayal and for those who have betrayed ones we love….this is a must!

Answered Prayer 2016


I broke tradition this year, starting two years ago all of my traditions fell to the floor in broken shattered pieces, but this tradition I  chose to let go of to adapt to who I am today….

I send Christmas Cards.

As a young girl I used to hand write them, I specifically remember when I reached 50 hand written notes as a young single adult and my cards migrated to typed newsletters…brag letters really….

Then on to photo cards when the list topped 100.

I love Christmas Cards…(and newsletters…no one sends them anymore?)

but this year, even after taking the cute photo, I sensed a change, yes something changed….it was me.

I realized that all I want to share is what has changed because of the Love of my Father, what amazing work He has done in my life this past year.  I cant think of a Christmas I have been so sure…it truly is all about JESUS.

So I hope you enjoy my “new” tradition, a heartfelt praise, glory, and honoring reflection of the answered prayers in 2016…


….this is how the year began….The intersection of a broken covenant God allowed our family to share in the beauty of the promise of a new covenant.  imgp8513


He also reminded me that He never forgets the original covenant (Matthew 1:6).  So with that security and pressing into my stand for marital restoration I welcomed the New Year.

“Gather the stones” a prophetic word that it was time to turn the corner and move from self-focused grief and mourning to BEcoming His (Genesis 31:46).


BE 2016


Soaking in the BEatitudes over the past year has been the single most productive and purposeful assignment I have ever been given, each one met me right where I was and took me a deeper into His love.  He faithfully allowed me to marinate as long as I needed in the instruction of these movements of Jesus. These are more than words, more than instructions, these are radical ways of life….

Missions Possible

Having never gone on a mission in my entire Christian life, God made a way for two opportunities to serve Him in 2016.  The first, building houses in Mexico opened my heart to a courageous God fearing and humble woman named Cecilia who taught me how to receive the blessings the Lord gives.  The second was a MIRACLE…and only happened because of a random envelope filled with cash on my car windshield. God moved.  Meeting 43 orphans with special needs and watching my eldest son and best friend minister to these children opened my heart in a way Im still not fully able to express.  Suffering, joy, tropical beauty and poverty intermingled in the Dominican Republic as I laid my heart bare for my Lord, petitioning Him on behalf of my prodigal and boys. My Father met me in ever tear I cried in the back seat of the van leaving Casa de Luz and into the pillow every night back in my room.  I am burdened.



Every year has its noteworthy moments but 2016 brought milestones that were both bitter and sweet..Now a single mother to 3 TEENAGERS…and one little boy I celebrated the lives God gave me to influence.  Oh I gave them right back to Him every single tumultous day of pain, acting out in the safety of our home and relationship.  They are His.  I am no longer a white knuckled parent….



#1 graduated High School and my life-long BFF came to sit in the bitter and sweet of the moment. I thank God for allowing and making a way for my son to attend this school in his last year, which enabled Godly men to speak into his life during this vulnerable year..

A Prophetic word for my #4

When he was still reachable, the father once said he hoped our divorce would not prohibit our son from going to college where he wanted…God answered this prayer. He very clearly directed our son to apply and after writing the essay, my #1 came into the kitchen and he said “mom, I sense from the Holy Spirit I will get into this school and go.”  This was confirmed as we walked the campus in April.

Old and New

The Lord had me revisit some places from my past this re-remember me with Him!  The past is irreparable but when you see God in and out of your story you see how much He loves you, how He never forsakes…never ever leaves you.

My alma matter reminded me that I am a NEW CREATION, it has been a long time since I was that girl but in this past two years I have learned to forgive her, and to love the wounded girl who loved  (loves) the mountains..

.UCLA with my boys…early dating, early marriage and family memories…sweet and salty tears, remembering how much I juggled, how alone I often felt, how insecure I was but how I wanted to change the world.  Remembered her with Christ!


This was not a place of my past but an event (Evening of Dreams) which was a huge part of my story but was ripped from my heart and life.  It was never forgotten by God and when the invitation came to attend, I was excited to see what He has done with a seed….



Down to the last minute so only He could get the glory, He landed us in a new home that was a perfect fit for us all and including our new family members (international students).  It should not have gone through and even the agent said it was a “miracle” but God!  So we are slowly learning the new normal …out of Joppa.


God took away the fear that hindered me from launching fully into my heart’s desired work in 2015 and this past year saw the start of the firstfruits…  This has been my dream my whole vocational life and slowly but steadily He is creating it…The best part of the all is the new amazing people He has brought.  Literally, He has brought…every single one of them!  No job posting, just answered prayer.


Miles was welcomed into the world with breath held and prayers lifted.  He came too early but God.  Surrounded by family trusting Him, he went from “miles” behind to “miles” ahead and is our newest miracle.

The miracle of new life, the miracle of a new heart.  The Lord did heart surgery on me, instantly, He removed the pain and bitterness of old.  He gave me mercy for them and ushered me into LOVE.  I am no longer bound by the sin against me.  I submitted to forgive but as the good good father does, his gifts are way more than we can imagine.  He gave me a heart of MERCY for them, for mercy triumphs judgement!


So as the year of BEcoming His and BEcoming LOVE started with a promise, it ended in covenant.  

2016 ended and I listened for the word for 2017.  It showed up as we celebrated family and new covenant… 

The Lord said remember my promise to you, the signs and wonders….this is your year of Breakthrough!
**if you are wondering why this is posted in April, hold tight, the news is coming!**

Blessed are Those Who are Persecuted

Im coming to the end of the year of BEing with Christ and God has already begun stirring a sense of something new for 2017.  I realized I didn’t blog about this attitude of being as the Lord worked this out with me out of sequence, sometimes our order, is not His!  I began to learn what it meant to be persecuted in November 2015 and it has continued but I wear it now, proudly…

Todd White once said, “If you want to know where you are with God, ask yourself if you are being persecuted?”

The kingdom of heaven is mine (and yours) and I am pressing in deeper and deeper to take hold of that inheritance so that it may be shared with the ones whom God loves (all).

Here is the beginning of that out of order lesson….Remembering with you Jesus!




Splintered Hope (Advent, 2016)

Once, and a very long time ago, when I was a young girl I took off running.



Running perhaps after my younger brother, I tripped and fell splayed and arms out in front of me to brace my fall.

Scraped hand and knees?

Worse…much worse.

At the time I happened to be running on a wood deck and now lodged in my hands and arms were hundreds of tiny wood splinters.

True story.

My parents forced me to lay on my back with both arms out, cross-wise, as each took needles to my flesh to remove tiny splinters out of my palms.  It was agony.  I didn’t handle it well.  I became angry at them for causing me pain.  I didn’t like pain.

I don’t run anymore but

I fell and I am

Splintered again.


I fell completely in love with Jesus and I cling to the cross

I don’t mind my wounds anymore…because at the cross, Jesus tends to each one..I am bound to the cross.

To lose sight of the cross is devastating.  I know, I lived devastated for decades.  No more. When I got saved, I was deeply impacted by the cross and then I thought I grew in Christian maturity…I was wrong. I only grew lukewarm.

I was once sure the cross was revealed to pardon my sin.  It was, it is, but it is so much more.

The cross is the way of freedom.  The cross is the full revelation that God loves me.  The cross shows how He loves us. Pain and love, wounds and healing, power and full surrender intersect only at the cross…

So you can take anything I have, but you can’t pull me from the cross.  I am splintered with Jesus.  I delight in the pain and give him the glory for each sin He reveals to correct and every wound He heals by his supernatural presence and love.

Look at your hands to what do you cling to?

Romans 12:12 Amplified Bible (AMP)

12 constantly rejoicing in hope [because of our confidence in Christ], steadfast and patient in distress, devoted to prayer [continually seeking wisdom, guidance, and strength],