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I give thanks countless times a day. Giving thanks for so many reasons, but bottom line I give thanks to Jesus. “Give Thanks” was the topic for the first blog as I started this journey just over 3 years ago. Being grateful, appreciative, and thankful opens the door to positivity and possibility. I feel that when you thank someone you are telling them you personally appreciate whatever it is they have done. I often hear, “There’s no reason to thank me.” Thanking someone may not be necessary because the person would have done the task regardless of your appreciation…
I thought that once the inner peace of Jesus was felt throughout the body it would be enough to encourage more reliance on the Lord. For some that might be true, but others still convince themselves that it was a one-time experience. It is difficult to describe the feeling of inner peace. For me, it is a rush throughout my body and an immediate feeling of reassurance. Sometimes it is a quick moment of confirmation, other times it is a longer feeling of stress being lifted. There are times when I will shake someone’s hand and immediately feel…
Are you or have you ever been broken? I have been broken and daily find myself in a position of thanking Jesus for picking up the pieces and providing hope. Although sometimes I am able to see the true needs of others, the picture we display in public is rarely the whole story. This past year has opened my eyes to the depth of our brokenness. I see people of all ages and cultures in various settings going through life with smiles on their faces and emptiness in their souls. People struggle to know if it is okay to show…
It is risky to be real, but empowering just the same. Why is it scary to be real? Because it requires stepping out in faith. It means that I am totally exposed and people have the choice to accept or not accept the person I have become. That in itself is scary. It is a risk to take off the mask and unveil the true colors. I never changed who I was in character or spirit. I did, however, hold the strength of my faith in the closet for years. It wasn’t that I didn’t let anyone in…