Friday, April 27, 2012

My dear friend Hannah and I would read this book to each other in a garden of roses in the spring of 2010. Or perhaps I'm remembering wrong and mostly, she'd read it to me. It aided in beginning in me a purging process of worldly entertainment which had taken my time and attention from my King for 20 years.

Finally, two years later, I've bought the book for myself and those 2 year old seeds grow in to beautiful flowers each day I turn the pages. Every young or older single woman should read Set Apart Femininity by Leslie Ludy. Ask the Lord to prepare your heart with good soil. It shouts of radical yet realistic abandonment to Jesus Christ, though culture would try to drown the truth every moment of every day.

It stirs a love and passion for devotion to the King of Kings. Learn God's sacred intent for every woman.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

I am second. Third even. No. Last.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Monday, April 9, 2012

There is a feeling I get in the depths of my stomach, and I should think it tells of ache and desire. I know it's real because I feel it in my flesh, corresponding rightly with the longing in my heart. And my response has usually been to seek what I could to calm it. This time its being pulled by thoughts of past relationships and friendships, and knowing that they will never be what they were.

I should know, that in the refuge of God's plan, no greater joy could be found apart from it. Not even in the comforts of a friend. But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams. When will I stop putting hope in man, whose breathe are in his nostrils.

Oh God I will rejoice in you! Make glad my heart.

Oh where could I go, if not for you.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

I was blessed to spend Easter Sunday with sisters in Christ, devoted to the call of bringing glory and remembrance to His name.

I rejoice in Him in all things. Jesus Christ, the hope of man. He is risen and I am His. He comes in power. He is victorious.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

My God is a good God who forgives, showers mercy like sunshine's first kiss on a frostbitten heart.

A lily white handkerchief sealed in a precious box, handcrafted by You and especially for me. Sealed not to be opened before it's purposed time, oh Lord forgive me for tampering with it's lock. Sealed and you will see it through to it's purpose. Until then, into Your hands I offer my heart.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Teen Challenge staff and a Japanese restraunt, photos in the bathroom, and precious time.