Have you ever experienced God’s supernatural healing power? Have you ever called on the truths in Isaiah 53:4-5;
“Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”

I have! Today again! Oh Lord Jesus thank you for the chance to write this. I am sitting at the computer shaking out of reverence and love for a living God who cares enough to take away the flu. Yes, I woke up with symptoms of what I was nursing my two boys Jake and Travis through the past two days; Nausea, achy bones, headache, and a scratchy throat.

This moment, I sit here well. Why? Well, I know that God is no respector of…

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A Friends love….

“How are you?”

“Eh…I’ve been better.”

“I can feel it….”

Her text messages contain 4 more texts worth of encouragement, but it was with those 4 words that my heart knew. My heart knew what I have in her is true. Pure love; from Love itself. Our friendship began before we ever even knew one another. The Holy Spirit began working in our lives months before the day came for us to latch on to one another. And I don’t use that word “latch” lightly.

A child latches to it’s mother for survival, and I believe that’s what our Spirits did when they were intertwined. Our friendship couldn’t be explained. There was an over abundance of LOVE, PURE GODLY LOVE. When she needed a Word there it was on my mind and same with me. We lifted one another up and spoke words that God knew we needed, and we had no apprehension in speaking them. We sounded like lovers. At times I would go back and read our messages and think, how is this happening. But I knew…I knew that God was involved. God had created us, and knew the love that He could pour out to each of us. He knew the love that we had in us needed to be given to someone, someone who needed it as much as we did.

Three years ago my life I thought was over….as did she. Today I woke to a friend that loves me purely. One that I will carry with me for a lifetime. Thank you my sweet sister in Christ, thank you for loving God so wholly, your love leaks into my holes. I am eternally grateful that He gave me you!

I pray you find a friend to love you in those moments when you can’t love yourself!

~sometimes I just gotta write~

Listen more and talk less

Genesis 22:2: God said, “Take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love. And go to the land of Moriah. Give him as a burnt gift on the altar in worship, on one of the mountains I will show you.” (NLV)

This passage is very dear to me. This was the message spoken on November 7th & 8th 2009 at my church; the day that I had become baptized with The Holy Spirit of God. (What I associate as my born again birthday.) So anytime that God has me come back to this passage I know that there is a special message He is speaking to me. Last night as I struggled with a Word He had spoken to me, one that I have heard Him say for a few years now; He brought me back to this passage. (He also brought it up again today in a devotional…sometimes He knows I need a few reminders.) As I read this again He gave me understanding as to what I have been doing wrong. And why it has been over two years since He first gave me this command and I have yet to follow it through. I hope I can relay this message clearly so that you can avoid delaying in the commands that God gives you.

What I noticed last night was Abraham never spoke what it was that God has told Him to do. Not even in when Isaac had asked Him about what they were to use for a sacrifice in verse 8. He simply replied God will provide. I believe the reason this occurred was because had He repeated what it was that God had commanded Him to do others would have tried to talk him out of it. I mean c’mon who would ever believe that God would ask him to kill the only child he had. The child that God himself gave him. Surely Abraham must’ve heard Him incorrectly.

Well-meaning friends sometimes cause us a stumbling block when trying to “help”. Remember Job’s friends that came to “help” Job repent of his sin so that God would no longer punish him? Only later to find out that they were absolutely incorrect and later had to ask Job to forgive them. Now these friends knew the Word of God also, and I believe they truly meant well. But they were wrong. And what about when Jesus told the disciples that he would be killed and then after 3 days be raised back to life. Peter, the one He had told only moments before that He would build his church upon, pulls Jesus aside and begins to rebuke Jesus and says “Never, Lord! This shall never happen to you!” In reply Jesus says “Get behind me, Satan! You are a stumbling block to me, you do not have in mind the things of God, but the things of men.” Ouch!

I believe there will be times when we need to seek Counsel of wise friends, but then there are times when we must Trust and have Faith in our God and keep silent about what the Lord has told us. There are things that do not make sense to others, heck probably not even to us. But this is when we need to hold on to what we know to be true and step out in Faith.

I want to encourage you to listen more and talk less. God will guide you and protect you all of the days and never will He forsake you. Even when others do.

~soemtimes I just gotta write~

Jesus’ Mom


I want to encourage you ladies to subscribe to Unforsaken Ministries Blog. Here’s her current post Jesus’ Mom.. As well as encouraging you to experience her teachings live the last Thursday of every month at The Dream Center 301 Tubb St. Oakland, FL 34760 from 6:30-9:30pm. They’re no cost to attend, but she does have some vendors on site if you like to shop, as well as an offering collected on behalf of The Vineyard, a Single Mothers community that Unforsaken Ministries has started.

God has used her teachings to bring me to a whole new level of understanding several times. And this blog was one of those moments. It’s as if He places special keys in her messages just for me. Waiting until He’s been able to prepare my Spirit so that when I am handed this key He can have His way and blow my mind away with things I never would’ve imagined. I know that there are keys hidden in there for other women as well. And I want nothing more than to share with all of you what I am feeling in this exact moment.

I pray for you who is reading this message right now to open your heart to God in a way that you never have before. I pray that you step out in Faith and Follow those inner pushes. I pray that you spend less time talking and more time listening. There’s Kingdom waiting for us…let’s not miss it.

~sometimes I just gotta write~

It’s my Favorite day of the year! :)

Today is my favorite day of the year. Today is the day when I set my yearly goals and look back on the year that has just passed. And of course celebrate!! I know most people do this on the 1st…but I have always gone against the norm, as long as I can help it. However,as much I like this, that isn’t the reason why I wait until today, or why it’s my favorite day of the year.

Today is my Birthday, my 35th to be exact. I feel so grown up writing that. 🙂 I absolutely LOVE my birthday. And God has been so good to me and not made me share this date with anyone close. See He knew that I would grow up having to combine my birthday with my brother Mike whose birthday was December 29th…and we both had to share it with Christmas. (I didn’t know anything about Jesus when I was a kid…so that’s why I said Christmas instead the real purpose behind Christmas, which is of course the celebration of our Savior Jesus Christ. ok now back to my shameless admission)

My parents were married at 16 & 17 and had me their 3rd child at 23 & 24. Needless to say they worked hard to provide for us, and what they made was just barely enough at times to cover the essentials. Because of these factors my birthday growing up wasn’t just about me. I honestly don’t remember any childhood birthdays, I have a snapshot of me and Mike having a combined party, so I know that we had at least one. Now I’m not complaining, just merely sharing some back history to set up this next part.

I think my love for my birthday started in high school. When I went to school on my birthday, it was all about me. Lots of friends saying Happy Birthday and parties being planned all for me! My birthdays as a teenager were awesome. So as I became an adult I have held onto that love for my birthday. The day when it’s ALL about ME! It’s a holiday just for me. So not having any friends share the same date as me, made this day even better each year.

Then it happened. At 23 I got married and we started trying right away. Kayla was our honeymoon baby, we were married on 4/6/00 and she was growing in me by the 28th. So I went to the first doctors appointment and my due date was January 8th, 2001. I thought “How cool my moms first was born the day after her birthday too”. Then we started telling family and friends about the news and everyone kept saying “Oh hopefully she’ll come on your birthday”. Eventually after the umptenth (sp) person said that I finally blurted, in my whiney I don’t want to share voice “No…I don’t want to share my birthday” You can imagine the look on their face. But I it wasn’t only about me, I thought also about her…I knew what it was like having to share your special day…and there is nothing special about sharing that day with someone else.

So yet again God kept my special day, special and she was born on December 28th. And just to so you know I truly did consider her when I pouted, her dad and I made sure that no one gave her birthday gifts during Christmas. Her day was all about her. (until I remarried that is. But that’s a totallly new blog)

So anyway, if you’re still here God Bless you. I rambled there. The point of this blog was to of course talk about my love of my birthday. But also I did want to encourage any of you who consider it “just another day” or are embarrassed by your age… to reconsider how you look at the day you were born. Whether you have a huge party or stay at home all alone, the day you were born was the day that God chose for YOU. He CHOSE YOU to be here in this world at that exact moment. Celebrate who you are…Don’t let the day God chose for you to be passed over. See He has a purpose for you, one that He chose in advance just for YOU, no one else. Not to mention that you (and I) are created in His image…so ya that alone is cause for a huge celebration.

Ok. this entry went on for too long. Sorry! But like I said I’m happy bc it’s my Birthday!!

~sometimes I just gotta write~


Last year I was given the word “GRACE” and the number 5 & 12. As I sit here and think of the word that God is placing in my heart I’ve realized what I didn’t realize last year that the word given is what He wants me to study, what He wants me to do more of. This year the word He has given me is “PRAYER”.

 I already have books lining up in my mind to read about the subject. But mostly what I have running through my mind is the countless amounts of prayers that He has answered just in the last month alone. Small prayers like Jacob receiving pancakes for dinner, to the most recent one of Aunt Phyllis reacting well to the medication that typically makes her ill.

I have learned a lot about prayer, but am realizing there is still so much to learn. Mostly though what I know I must learn this year cannot be learned in any book. Not even The Bible. What I must learn is TRUST. I must trust in WHO God says He is, WHO He has already proven to be in my life, and WHO God says I am. Now these things can be learned through His word, but TRUST must come from within. I must release my fear, and gain trust in His love.

Through prayer He and I will continue to become One. Through prayer He will reveal to me things that He desires only for me. Through prayer I will be able to know that He and I are One.

So in 2013, my word is PRAYER. What is yours?

~sometimes I just gotta write~