It has now been seven years since I started this blog. How quickly time goes by! We are many members but we are one in the body of Christ. Therefore you do not journey alone! Hopefully through this site you will be encouraged by the fact that many things you are going through in your own walk, others are going through (or have gone through) as well. Sometimes we think we are "going through things alone." But we are not. God said that "He would Never Leave Nor Forsake Us." (Hebrews 13:5) and that "There is Nothing New Under The Sun." (Ecclesiastes 1:9). No man is an island. It's easy to forget that. May the words in this blog help you to think, encourage you in whatever spiritual state you are in and may the Lord use them to help us to grow in Him! He is the Author and Finisher of our faith!

I don’t want any readers to think that I am “promoting” being a prodigal. I definitely am not. But what I am hoping to do – is to encourage those of us who either have had or are currently experiencing a hard time in our walk to be honest about it. Personal conviction is a powerful thing, especially if you truly love the Lord. I think that sometimes the Body of Christ critiques and judges to the point where the person who is at the other end of that pointing finger feels ostracized, alienated and alone. I don't think that that is what Jesus intended. When I read through my Bible - I see a firm yet gentle restoration that Jesus ministered to those around Him. Look at John 21:15-19. When Peter who was at an all time low point in his walk - he was firmly, yet lovingly restored by Jesus. He didn't tear him down, or yell or make him feel any worse then he already did. He spoke to him lovingly and gently - and in doing so, Peter was able to repent and minister in a much more powerful, humble and confident way and it became one of the largest ministries ever.

Please note that I am only a vessel, my calling - to write. I dedicate this blog to the Lord and ask that He use it to reach out and touch whoever needs a special, loving, personal touch from Him. My hope is that the Holy Spirit allows you to see Him through the words (and not me). We go through things so that we can extend our right hand of fellowship behind us to assist and help someone else. Our Bible is the same today, as it was yesterday as it will be tomorrow. (I am far from perfect and do not profess to have all the answers...) but the good news is - Our Heavenly Father does! His love, forgiveness, grace and mercy is real!Nothing you are experiencing in your walk comes as a surprise to Him! May He be glorified through this blog and may God bless you at whatever stage in your walk you are in!~

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I am a Breast Cancer Survivor
I was diagnosed with early stage triple negative breast cancer on June 24th, 2010 - I have been cancer free for 7 years now. It was only a chapter in my life - NOT my life, but the impact is one that has changed my life forever. Its important for women to know that 80% of the breast cancer diagnosis come from women who don't have a history of it in their family (My family didn't). Early detection is the key. For more information please click on the pink ribbon above. It could save your life.


April 9, 2012

Only YOU Know How the Story Ends...

She wanted that balloon more than anything...

A short story - written by me... And by You...
Once upon a time, there was a girl walking along when she noticed a blue balloon, with it's string dancing in the wind just out of her reach.  Oh how she wanted that balloon.  She tried time and time again to reach for it. Straining, standing on her tippy toes to grab it - the balloon was always just out of reach.  She wanted that balloon... Oh how she wanted it.  Soon nothing else mattered to her except the need to have that balloon.  She ran after it and sometimes it even seemed to come closer to her.  To tease her.  She lost track of everything else but that blue balloon.  At times it was close enough for her to even see her reflection in the blueness of it.  But it was always just out of reach.  It played with her, it went around her.  Her heart's desire became that balloon. She would visualize what it would be like once she caught hold of the string.  How she would hold the string tight and run with it and dance with it and rub her face against it.  She had to have it.  She wanted it.  It was hers, now if only she could touch it. Feel it, hold it.

Soon the girl began to get discouraged.  Her arms and fingers ached from reaching and trying to grab that string.  She began to doubt that she would be able to get it afterall.  And for the first time, wondered who it had belonged to in the first place? How had it gotten away? Would it really be as good as she pictured it would be - to hold it? And have it?  She wondered how long she could last and would she ever get to hold the balloon? Or would she always be chasing after it - hoping, wanting, dreaming of holding it. She began to get angry at the balloon. Stomped her feet and demanded outloud that it come to her now!  But the balloon seemed to laugh at her, wave its string and drift farther away.

What ended up happening to that balloon? Did she get it? I would tell you, but it's ending is different for each person. The ending depends... upon the person and the balloon.... It is up to you.... The ending is for you to know... And maybe no one else... 'cept perhaps the balloon...

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