Coffee Break!!

Coffee Break #1: ⁣

Shoutout to all of you who are home helping kids in school and struggling to make sense of life. Are you a hott mess? Messy hair, sleep deprived and patience growing thin? The news and current events probably are not helping you either. ⁣

I made a pour over today and drank my second cup of coffee and prayed for YOU. Yes, I SEE you. You may feel hidden or alone because life these days have discouraged us to stay away to protect one another. But I want to acknowledge all you do. I want to rebuke the fears that have held you captive and pray in freedom and peace into your home. May laughter bounce off the walls in your belly and in your home.⁣

If I could, I would drop off a fresh, smooth and creamy cup of coffee to encourage you today. We could laugh, cry, and dream about our lives as sisters or friends allowing unity and peace to become normal again.⁣

Because of this I will be doing a drawing for all those in the U.S who comment, like, tag friends or share this post and the ones to follow labeled, “Coffee Break”. The winner of the drawing will have coffee delivered to your home to help remind you that you are seen, valued and loved! Every action will give you extra entries into this drawing. Entries are good from my website, FB page and Instagram.⁣

I am also considering bringing back coffee break videos and doing weekly coffee delivery drawings. Would you let me know if you would like this? The whole intention is to encourage your week and remind you that you are not alone and are one amazing friend. ⁣

Enjoy a cup of coffee today and breathe deep. You are seen and loved! ⁣

Drawing will occur next Thursday and is not sponsored by FB or Instagram.⁣

Thank You Rejection!

Too often we run from rejection which is why the statement, “rejection is a gift” seems odd to many.

What I have experienced this past year through rejection has blessed me far beyond what I could have imagined. Rejection letters, rejection emails, blatant silence and individuals ignoring me and much more has encompassed my life every month for the past year. The most rejection has come from things very few people know anything about. I do have to admit that this can be very exhausting. But it has also been a rare gift that people tend to view negatively. I used to view it negatively. It still can even sting a little but rejection is a gift.

Here are a few gifts I have gained from rejection:

1) A closer relationship with Jesus. As I have grappled and wrestled with fierce rejection, I have had such precious, tender moments with Him. These moments have deepened my love and trust with the only One that matters at the beginning, middle and end of my day.


2) Because of my extra time with Jesus and the deepened relationship I have gained, I know more of who I am. My identity and self worth are not in others or in what I do. When rejection comes it can roll off my shoulders easily. Confidence has grown so much that it is much easier to stand for the truth and remain in it. Compromises become less unless the goal is peace.


3) Life is better overall. I don’t need to depend on what is going on or whether I am “accepted” or not for my life to be enjoyable. I have begun the practice of celebrating rejection knowing that I am living life to the fullest and that I am loving with every fiber of my being.


4) Love for others increased also. I have chosen to let go of pain and forgive in the moment and then love fiercely no matter what. Some people aren’t ready to receive the way God wants them to. I have learned and continue to learn what this looks like as rejection comes my way.


5) Letting go of what has hindered me has become a much bigger part of my life. I truly desire to live a blameless life. I have made decisions that don’t make sense to others but I have chosen to let go of anything that could lead me to sin or continue in unhealthy, toxic thoughts and actions.


6) Freedom and victory come daily. God has shown me that some rejections were enabled by His hand to protect me and lead me into a greater blessing elsewhere.

Thanks to rejection I have gained eternal treasures and share a lifestyle of joy no matter how intense life gets. Life has been intense— and not because of COVID or lockdowns. But God is good, therefore my life is good.

How can rejection help you? What treasures would you like to gain? God truly helps us live our best life when we allow Him in.

Our messy, good, tragic, beautiful, hope-filled life..

Our family “movie theater”

Cozy nights with a crackling fire. Family nights in our comfy “movie theater”. ⁣

Life holds so much heartache and full hearts; pain and healing; tears and joy. No matter How difficult a week may be nor how draining, my heart is still full as the excitement of Christmas fills our home, our thoughts, and our hearts.⁣

I have to be blunt honest with you, this week was rough. The school week ended with a grand finish too and as my family got cozy by the fire and sat to twinkling lights from the Christmas tree, I cried in my room. My heart could only handle so much pain as I’ve watched pain bubble to the surface in those I love and spill and spew out all over the place. Yesterday was the messiest of them all. ⁣

Despite the mess, we still got in our pjs and had a family celebration full of pizza, cake and a Christmas movie with a crackling fire. The mess is still there but so is love. ⁣

The Christmas season reminds us of the reason why we hope through the hardest of circumstances. Because of Jesus I know that the messy life we live will one day look much different. Healing and wholeness will come and laughter and joy will grow until it overtakes all the attempted robberies of precious life. ⁣

Perhaps you need a moment to cry after a hard day, a brutal week or just the loss that 2020 has brought. You have permission to do so. Grieve as you need but get back to life and celebrate even if the mess is still there. ⁣

Letting Go…

Letting go is not always easy but it is a crucial part of life. We must let go of certain things in our lives that hinder us, hurt us or slow us down. Sometimes we let go of a good thing in order to be ready to receive something better.⁣

If anything is causing unhealthy thought patterns, let it go. If relationships are toxic, let those go. If one season of life is ending, let it go so you can embrace the new one. ⁣

Recently, I have felt like I have been on a borderline with each foot in separate lands. It has caused confusion and I have felt unsettled. When I realized this, I knew I had to let go of what I was holding onto in one land and completely step foot into the new land. Not everyone will understand my actions. I have been severely misunderstood by many. The comforting part about this process has been understanding that God knows me. As long as I am living by His standards then that is what matters the most. ⁣

The beautiful process of letting go enables you to hold more joy. There is a freedom that comes when you move from pleasing man and instead focus every part of your being into pleasing God. ⁣

I must continue to listen and obey.⁣

He is joy! ⁣

As Holidays come and 2020 ends, holding more joy is a great gift. It doesn’t matter what may be going on or what may not be happening because He truly is all that is needed. He fulfills every longing and fills the emptiness or the lack. ⁣

He is good. ⁣

I plan on continuing to hold more joy into 2021. ⁣

Join me. Let go. Hold more joy instead.

The Best Life

On days where we have the gift of sleeping in I secretly (not-so-secret anymore) wish that my bedroom had a coffee maker so that I could have time alone with Jesus longer. I have found myself some mornings holding my breath as I get my journal and Bible with the hope that no one knows I’m awake. The instant there is any thought I might be awake, it is over. I might as well give up any time to myself. ⁣

Writing this now makes me laugh! If you had told me a year ago that my life would be what it is now, I think I would have shaken my head and laughed in your face. But today I am laughing because the life I live is blessed so big. I have yearned for what I have now without even recognizing that it was what would fill the loneliness. ⁣

I would never want to complain about being wanted and needed the way that I am now. I would never want to complain that my name is yelled across the house when I’m praying and trying to listen to God’s gentle voice. Everytime irritation may come, I remind myself that it is a huge gift to be valued so highly by young ones. ⁣

If you’re a Mom or stepping up as one in any capacity, remember that is why you aren’t left alone. Your value is great! It is communicated in the breakdowns, the tears, the hugs, the cacophonous banter, the laughter and their constant need to have you be involved in EVERY part of their lives. Do we need to know what so-and-so wore to class? No. Do we need to know what happens in the bathroom or how big a booger was? No. But they want us involved in it all because that is how much they desire us to be apart.⁣

Meanwhile, I still tip toe and be as quiet as I can just for a few more moments to recharge. I’m still brainstorming a way to have the space for a coffee maker in my room because… Once I step out of bed, it’s over. 🤣⁣

Borrowing His Eyes

Messy hair days, rolling out of bed to start the day. The devil must pay today. My focus has been payback to the devil because it is the only way I can walk through mud and muck in a culture that enables, fosters and excuses awful abuse. Exhaustion can often set in because this holy work is 24/7. I often have to believe that my enemies are more tired than I am. When I look from my perspective it is so dark and the hurt is too much.

But Jesus!

When I set my feet down on the ground and take His perspective, borrowing His eyes, I see those I love, free and full of joy. The pain is a tool to their healing, molding, cleansing and strengthening them as they become a weapon against the very forces that tried to destroy them.

Early mornings turn into a fuse to build a holy fire  that cannot be quenched. Coffee becomes a sweet blessing. Time together is precious whether it’s 5 hours or 5 minutes. There are so many things to be grateful for during this season. Give yourself permission to cry if you need, grieve and then release it. But always come back around full-circle to the truth that you are loved deeply and God fights for you. Don’t forget who He has given to you to bless your life. They are the treasure amidst the storm.

Who can you thank or shout-out today? Who has walked with you through thick and thin?

My husband is my greatest partner as we destroy what the darkness has attempted to do in our family. He deserves a big shout-out today. Thank you Husband!

Yesterday, Today And Tomorrow

I have seen much hatred, fear, disappointment, shame and slandering going on around these elections. What’s disturbing to me is that what is being shared has little to do with faith or portraying the faithfulness of God. I’d like to challenge those of us who believe in God and follow His word: What message are we sending online and to those in our circles? How are we talking about the leaders voted in or awaiting final results? Are we living by faith or fear? Is love readily on our lips and in our actions?

Too much is being placed on men and women. How can one be disappointed in a people when we have done nothing to reach those people for Christ? We cannot hold others outside our circles to the same standard, especially when we sit and don’t live out our faith the way we are called.

We must look to God and seek His forgiveness for our lack of faith, our own sins, our poor attitudes, and our inaction towards the lost. Perhaps we are seeing the fruit of our labor or the lack of it? I don’t want to place blame on any one person or group of people because it’s complicated and not solely on one group.

Instead, I’ve been asking God to reveal anything in me that needs to change. Instead, I’ve been asking for forgiveness for my inaction and moments of delayed obedience. It breaks my heart that I have had a role in what I am seeing and living in now.

But things CAN change. There is an undercurrent, something hidden amidst all of the mess that is occuring. It is good and miraculous! I know this because God does not change. He is faithful! He is hearing our cries for mercy on our nation. He has turned His face toward us and is listening, desiring to bless us again.

Wait.

Listen and obey.

Wait with great anticipation and excitement.

Listen and obey.

God does not change. He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Sticky Words

There is so much power in our words.

The way we talk to others, about others and even about ourselves will often reveal the truth in our hearts. The words we speak can bless or curse our lives and those in it.

Words stick to us. Words will dig deep into our souls. If it is a word of truth, a beautiful tree full of life can grow.

If words are full of viscious lies, the damage is severe and where life was once full, vibrant and strong, words full of lies and hatred can beat down the beautiful life until only a scarred, burnt, black tree remains. Some of us feel this way about ourselves or we are desperately trying to speak life and beauty back into those torn down by the stinging, cursing tongue.

But Jesus.

Jesus is truth. He is life. He is love.

When Jesus enters the canvas of our lives His words transform, heal and restore. The scars heal, new growth breaks forth and a hint of green begins to break forth past the blackness that overtook the beauty. Branches grow back full of leaves, and roots grow deeper in the truth.

Restoration can occur. Healing can take place.

Speak life. Choose a better way. Value everyone, even those in the womb. Will your tongue reveal a darkness within or light and love? Are you choosing to value life and love deeply? Look around you and you will see.

Words can build up or tear down world’s.

Which one will you choose?

God Sends Yellow Birds

Yesterday I rested for a moment. I looked out my large bedroom window and saw so much life. The beauty from our apple tree, birds flying about and butterflies fluttering amidst other plants, revealed so much abundance. As I breathed deep, my eye caught some movement in a neighboring tree. I saw the color yellow and thought at first that it was only fall leaves. As I focused further there were three yellow birds. Yellow is a significant color for me. It holds memories and special messages I carry deep within me.

Seeing those three yellow birds made me feel so special in that moment. I knew God was reminding me that I mattered big to Him and that He was my promise keeper.

The small things matter big!

Yes, even the small negative things hold just as much power to overtake the good. But we must not let that occur. It does only take a little bit of yeast to take over the bread. In that moment of rest I was battling some bad that had occurred. My heart ached over the depravity of the situation. But God’s goodness came and filled up the deep aching cavern within me.

When life doesn’t make sense God sends yellow birds to remind you that He will never fail you.

If you are waiting for promises, look for the small things. It is often in those small details where it will matter big to you. A sunset. A flower. Birds. A hug. None of these things were intended for us to just pass by.

Pay attention. The small things matter big.

Rest Amidst The Mess

What you don’t see is two piles of laundry waiting for me to my right!

Here is a view into my messy, imperfect yet beautiful life! My bedroom has become work place, devotional space, counseling room, writing space, love room, and laundry room. It is a safe and sacred place. I often weep in here behind closed doors and I laugh endlessly.

Life has a funny way of making one pliable in all of the seasons. This season is no different. My house is full and noise travels down every hall and into each room. Our table is messy and vacuuming has to wait until classes are complete. Things are out of place, the lamp shade gets knocked cockeyed and I let it be.⁣

My dog here reminds me to slow down. Others have encouraged me to let things be. God in His goodness speaks grace upon grace as each day I think I should do it all. He tells me He can but I cannot.

So, here I am drinking my afternoon decaf with a pile of things to do while joining my dog who naps effortlessly. ⁣

I sip and savor my Kafiex pour-over and take a moment to pause. Everyone needs a break.⁣

What do you do to stop and rest amidst your mess?⁣