My God Did

Carol: For the past couple of years I have been getting to know some amazing ladies! Ladies who have experienced terrible abuse, but have come through with grace. They are not shouting "ME TOO" (which they have every right to!) but "LOOK WHAT MY GOD DID!" Bethany: It's been about 2 years exactly since my life completely and totally changed. Anger and fear used to be emotions that ruled my whole life. And I was terrified that someone would notice and call me out. God is funny though, and he changes our Stony hearts into hearts of flesh. All red and beating, we become living, breathing, and redeemed. And that's something I've enjoyed about the past two years. I was so dead in my sin and now I've been raised to life through the power of the Holy Spirit. And being raised from the dead is never boring.  :) What's the purpose of all of this? To put it simply, It's time to have a voice. To be fiercely and unapologeticall...

Dear Reader,  Have you ever felt like what you are giving the Lord is a "ripped-out" hallelujah? Because lately it feels like that's all I’ve been doing. Ripping out bits and pieces of myself and lazily passing it off as praise. Like somehow what I am saying is stifled, stubborn and silly...because doesn’t the Prince of Peace deserve a better article of praise? I completely understand. And so does my friend Zarrah and that's why she wrote the poems below. Thankfully our God isn’t limited by our foolish choices and behaviors. Thankfully.  He sees the ripped pieces and takes them as the purest forms of worship. The Bible says that God will not despise a broken  and contrite heart. And I, for one, Reader, I am grateful He loves us like that.  So today be encouraged.  There’s always hope There’s always redemption. Even in the middle of what we would label a desert. God can still bring rain. Zarrah My Lamentation Written while in a half-wa...