“They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.”
When I was a little girl, I was terrified of what was, or rather could be, behind the shower curtain. Silly, maybe, but my imagination had plenty of scenarios that didn’t end well with what might be found behind there. It was dark, covered, and a place that plenty could be hiding. My go to when I needed to be in the bathroom was to tiptoe to the edge of the shower curtain, grasp it on the far end, andRead More
I have found myself reading the Old Testament prophets these past few months. King Solomon, the wisest man that will ever live, with Holy Spirit’s leading, said there’s nothing new under the sun (Ecclesiastes 1:9). So I’ve been reading, searching, and asking for help. With the COVID-19 pandemic, another charged election year, and more horrific slayings of our black brothers, I want change. I need help. I crave wisdom. For what to do. What to say. What to pray. Read More
A few friends gathered back in 2019 for a Live Six One Night of Worship. We have reformatted that evening (as much as possible) to blog-form, praying it will be encouraging during this time. It also seemed like a good time to invite each of you into a Live Six One sneak attack challenge. Below you will find the short teaching from the Night of Worship, followed by a sneak attack challenge and a prayer guide you may use, if you desire. WorshipRead More
“Do you trust me?” “Do you trust me, Brandi?” The Holy Spirit has been asking me this question for weeks. At home during devotions and prayer, at a recent women’s conference the teacher (Christine Caine) mentioned Jesus’ only expectation is for us to trust Him, and I just so happen to be reading a book (Paradox Lost) in which the author says “Trust is essential” in reference to our relationship with God. Each time my eyes skim across the word it’s as if HeRead More
I can hear my mom’s voice, “Kacey, let me see.” Whether it was a bee sting, a fresh splinter in my thumb, or a scraped-up knee, I’d hold it tucked in close, covered from view, hollerin’ and cryin’. There was an instinct in me to cry out for help, but to hold the wound covered and protected. I didn’t want to see it, because I didn’t want to feel it. I wanted help, but I wanted to keep it covered.Read More
There’s a pizza place in town that Colin and I have enjoyed for years. We’ve been to several locations, gone with family and friends, had it delivered, dined in, mused over their interesting mix of sports and soap operas on the big screens. Did I mention that we’ve been going there for years? And I’ve discovered that I have been pronouncing their name completely wrong. Really wrong. Embarrassingly wrong. Read More
I’m not sure if any of you participate in the yearly “word” practice, but for the last two years I have. This year, as I sought the Lord as to what this year’s word would be, I heard blossom. I honestly thought to myself: blossom!? That can’t be right. Surely that’s not it. I continued praying for a few days into January asking for something new. Seeking the Lord on behalf of a new word, all I could hear over andRead More
Some close friends surprised me with a birthday celebration last week. It was a few days before my actual birthday and completely unexpected. They walked into the room and began setting up a few things with quiet smiles and giggles. As they were rolling out a “Happy Birthday” banner, I whispered to my husband who was standing next to me, “whose birthday is it?” I thought I had forgotten someone else’s big day! They sang to me, they served upRead More
It was like a nasty storm blew in. An electrical storm. Though the skies would alternate Fall clouds, heavy rain, and beautiful sunshine, the atmosphere felt dark and charged. One where you knew it was in the heavenlies, but at the same time intensely personal. Read More
How many times has a storm blown through, has life hit a hard season (whether that be tragedy, hardship, or the over-busy schedules), and we break away and attempt to carry on in our own strength? We might bloom for a bit, but it isn’t long before we wither and fade, are at our wit’s end, and say to a friend, “I can’t do this anymore.” We hear this a fair bit in prayer ministry… Read More
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