He Is For You

Without hesitation He is for you. Jesus is ready and willing to step into your life and situation and meet it head on.

On Sunday my husband and SD surrounded me and asked Jesus to heal my arm. I had injured it a couple weeks prior and due to continued use I had been in excruciating pain off and on for a few days. There was no immediate relief in the moment but I thanked God anyway, believing that it would get better in time.

Church has been in our home for quite some time now. Even before the quarantine I had been having church at home during my sabbatical.  Church this Sunday was particularly special. To have my family surround me in the living room was very precious. It has brought us together in multiple ways; beautiful ways.

One gift of quarantine has been the gift of undoing the busy and being able to slow down as we focus more attention to one another. It should always be this way.

I went about the rest of the day, baking, prepping meals and playing games. It did not dawn on me for several hours that I was doing things WITHOUT pain in my arm or my hand. Finally, it hit me! I was pain free and was able to hold a cup in my hand without it falling out of my hand. Praise Jesus! He had healed me and my family were the vessels. Together we celebrated and it caused dialogue for the next day. My SD would ask if the pain was still gone and I’d lift up my coffee cup proudly and declare, “YES”… Leading up to my healing it hurt to even drink coffee with that hand.

As I was thanking the Lord on my own time the thought occured to me how quick God is to join us in every aspect of our lives if we let Him. God never hesitates. Without hesitation He is quick to help, to heal, to forgive, to bless, and to join us wherever we are.

Without hesitation He comes.

Big Hope



No matter what goes on in life I will always be a believer of Hope. ⁣

There has been something deep inside me recently that has sharpened my resolve to never give up. Many things that I hope for I have hoped for, for years and years. Instead of giving up, God has been gently nudging me to stand and rise up in Hope even in the most foggy or the darkest situations. ⁣

I am a believer of Hope.⁣

When it looks as if all is lost or broken, I choose to believe in things found again and things made whole. I choose to champion the hopeless, the hurting. I choose redemption and forgiveness despite the pain. ⁣

Hope is courageous. It can see the good when no one else can. Hope brings life. Dead men come out walking again! Hope and faith are one with each other. ⁣

Today, I Hope BIG! There will be a day that I can testify to a mighty miracle that lit up the darkness and set the captives free. Get ready! Join me 💪⁣

I am a believer of Hope.⁣

What about you?⁣

Silence



This weekend we celebrate the death and resurrection of Jesus. In between that was silence. Tension filled the air as Jesus’ followers awoke with devastation unable to comprehend His death.⁣

But God in great anticipation had a countdown going. He knew that a mighty conquering was occuring and victory was running towards humanity. While the people waited having only begun to grieve, to mourn the son of both God and man, silence settled as Jesus was about to breathe again. Even though Jesus had told them what was to come they still did not understand it. They knew the Messiah had come but nothing occured the way they had thought it would. ⁣

We are all in waiting right now. In our homes, on our own, we are waiting for our lives to go back to normal. But perhaps our lives are supposed to be resurrected? Maybe our lives are supposed to change to become better than before?⁣

There is beauty in the waiting. We may not know what it is going to look like but because Jesus defeated death and rose from that grave, we can be certain that what is waiting is full of victory, hope, joy! Could we view the silence, the waiting, a beautiful part of our journey to a great comeback where life is restored the way it should be and reconciliation has occured; where our pain has been healed and each of us has returned to love?⁣

Don’t you long for more? ⁣

The more is on the other side of the waiting, the silence, if one is willing to embrace the risen Savior. He has been waiting with great anticipation and joy for the day of resurrection… In your life. ⁣

Aren’t you ready? ⁣

It is time to stop ignoring the gentle whisper of love that will bring you freedom and heal your pain, Dear world. ⁣

You are loved more than you know.⁣



Empowered Focus



It is true that what one dwells on can consume them.⁣

I was reminded this morning to dwell on the good, especially the truths of God after hearing a very negative news report. The report hit me in the gut and left me feeling very heavy. It felt like it was an attempt to punch out a bit of hope that I’ve been clinging onto. Instantly when I recognized this occuring I began to remind myself of the truth of God’s goodness. I also decided not to watch or read any news the rest of today.⁣

What we dwell on matters. We can choose to have empowered focus, which leads us to live from hope while raising it’s banner for others to join us. We can choose joy despite our circumstances. Does it take grit? Yes, I think it does. Does it take effort? Yes. We cannot afford to be lazy right now. We must rally together and raise our hope banners high. ⁣

We need each other. Each of us are being secluded but that does not mean that we are alone. In fact, any attempt to segregate, tear apart or cause dissension right now can bring us together. It is my belief that our strength is only growing because of this. ⁣

Empower your focus by dwelling on the good. ⁣

What is one good thing that occured today? How can I pray for you and your family?⁣

You are not alone.⁣

Focus


What is your focus on today? During these days of slowing down and coming close in your homes we have time, finally, to get “unbusy”… We have been forced to halt and stop what has become our normal.



I love the unbusy… I love the slow. For me it means we get to focus on relationship better. I see so much hope for families and spouses reconnecting during this time.


At the same time I know that a lot is up in the air, and many are scared about many things. When the unknown hits, when tragedy hits the world or your own small world it can be so easy to focus on what we’ve lost versus what we’ve gained. It can be easy to focus on the chaos of fear.


But today I say, focus on hope. Focus on every hour kissing the faces of your kids, hug your spouse extra long… Go out of your way today to love those around you bigger and better than the day before. If you know cleaning the toilet would make someone happy and feel loved then clean that toilet. If it means making coffee and sitting down just to be close and that is what fills someone’s love cup, then get to it!


In the time where things keep getting banned, sickness takes over and grief of your normal sets in– turn to hope. Hope helps you see the many opportunities before you now.

Focus on what is good. Philippians 4:8

A Piece Of Heaven

Five years ago my Mom breathed her last breath here on Earth to make her journey home to Heaven. Those who have walked a similar journey understand the longing for that person. Some days Heaven feels far.

Many have followed the journey the past five years and I am grateful for you. Today, I am opening myself up a bit. I miss my Mom dearly but I have hope and joy. Please read my raw processing of the fifth year anniversary of her passing:

All I want is to experience a piece of Heaven with you today. I see you, you’re young and radiant. I thought you were beautiful as I grew up but today you radiate the light from the son and you’re breathtaking. You even smell good. I never saw you so healthy and your hair so thick. Aunt Shorty is smiling as she stands by your side. Michael is in your arms and your other grandkids are running around your legs giggling. My oldest sibling cannot wait to meet the rest of us as I see them waiting with excitement for our homecoming. The joy is indescribable!

Just a piece of Heaven.

To my Dad who saw your slow death from the beginning and battled on your behalf, will a piece of you come visit him in his dreams tonight? Just a piece of Heaven, a glance of your eye and your smile that radiates such love. Just a bit of your presence to touch the ache and bring a little more peace than before.

Just a piece of Heaven and I can tell you face to face how so many of your prayers for me have been answered. The horors of your childhood, a piece somehow did not elude me and it tore your heart to pieces. If only you could see me today and know I’m free, healed and whole. I know now that you prayed dreams and hopes would somehow be restored and the joyful spark would return to my eyes. Just a piece of Heaven is all I ask today, so that we could laugh a bit more over coffee. I could give you a hug and you could see the dreams that are unfolding in my life.

Just a piece of heaven, it is all I ask for my siblings who miss you too. You could be with all of your grandkids, some of whom you could kiss for the first time. Swingset swinging, going down slides, dancing, and laughing together even for a moment.

Just a piece of Heaven, it is all I ask.

Just a piece of Heaven for everyone.

Mom, I love you!

Vital Choices

“The thoughts and decisions in your life can either control you or set you free.”

I have been missing my Mom lately because I wish I could talk with her about everything going on in my life right now. I know what she would say,

“Kara, you have a lot going on. It is good to cry. Do not be so hard on yourself. Please rest.”

Since she passed I often tell myself similar phrases as a reminder to give myself some grace and choose hope each day.

It is vital for me to choose hope and joy. If I allow my thoughts to focus inward and downward it could have the potential to sabatoge my life. When I choose hope, the impossibilities seem less daunting and I am trusting God to take care of every detail. Often I have found that I have had to fight for hope and learn this as a discipline.

I have chosen that despite the circumstances, I will live with faith for promises and find ways to laugh. Why? Because my God is good. He wants the best for me. He wants me healthy, healed and whole. Jesus did not come for me to be hopeless and downcast.

His joy is my strength!

In joy there is room for increasing hope. Because of this I enjoy life even when I may feel like weeping or when I would much rather stay in bed with a frown.

My decision to stay upbeat, positive and hopeful is a decision based on how much I know God loves me and is for me. Since I know this about Him I also know that He loves my family more than I do. I know He already stormed the gates of hell and made a way for each of us. He will never stop storming those gates! And if He will never stop storming those gates then I know that I can wait a little bit longer for victory while keeping a smile on my face. I can allow laughter to fill my belly while telling the devil to shut up anytime I may be downcast.

No matter what, God is still sovereign. God is still good. Despite anything I may be going through He never changes. He cannot be defeated. He is for me. He is for you.

His love is vast and deep. Jesus proved it.

This, my friends, is why I choose hope and joy. Life may feel a bit surreal but my God is real and mighty. Nothing can change the truth of who He is and what He is doing for those that love Him!

(Laughing at this family photo ⬇)

Never Surrender Your Hope

Intensity.

Passion.

Victory.

Life is interesting.

Are you contending for something great? Does it feel as if the darkness presses in close to you as you wait for your miracle?

Never surrender your hope.

When it feels as if lifes punches have taken your breath away.

Choose joy.

There is a God who loves you and has you covered on all sides. He is for you. He is for your marriage. He is for your family. He is for your victory.

Remain steadfast.

Get back up when a punch sends you to the ground. The only time you should be spending on your knees is in prayer.

Remain steadfast.

Never surrender your hope!

A Letter To Michael

I know I already gave birth to you.

I know your birth was too soon. Since Dec 18th I know that I will get to hold you in my arms someday.

This weekend would have been the time I would have brought you into this world and cradled you close. Your due date was July 15th (give or take a few, I am sure). I would have counted every finger and toe. I would have kissed your cheeks. I would have marvelled at every movement and sound from you.

But my arms are empty and Heaven seems too far away today.

Your birth had a purpose that I am still waiting for. I know the purpose and the blessing that comes with it.

Life as I know it now is full of much more hope because of you. I love deeper, bigger and wider.

You are loved and I know that you know this the best out of anyone because you reside with Love now.

Happy “unofficial” birthday dear one!

The Choice I Make

There is something very powerful when we can make the decision to choose hope. I truly believe that hope is often a choice much like love is. There are many mountains in our lives. Much of what we face look impossible through our eyes. But if we choose hope, we choose to look at life through the eyes of God.

Mountains bow at His name. Kingdoms fall. Circumstances miraculously & supernaturally at lightning speed, change! Darkness flees. Healing floods hearts, minds & bodies. Death and the grave are defeated. Life is birthed out of nowhere.

I choose hope!