Black Friday Thoughts

Last night was my first ever Black Friday experience.  I went to Buffalo, Missouri to help a friend and her mom collect up on the best black friday deals the second smallest Wal-Mart in the country has to offer.  We were probably 10 feet out from the door when the doors opened up, and the mad-dash started.  And as I awaited that moment in all the movies where two people grab the very last item, and a fight ensues to my surprise there was no fight, and to be honest the mad-dash wasn't even all that crazy.  I headed to the Auto Care section, grabbed my ticket for a laptop that was on sale and at 8:30pm I sat down in a little corner (by myself for a good five minutes) to wait till the clock struck midnight.  Within 10-15 minutes several people had joined me, and took their seats in line.

For the next three and a half hours I learned the lives of total strangers.  But it wasn't until this morning where I realized despite almost four hours of casual conversation with these people, not once did I bring up my faith.  I've been asked throughout my life as a Christian if people I knew were aware that I was a Christian.  For the most part the answer is yes. My friends know, my family knows, and most of the people in my classes know.  So why is it that last night when every conversation was revolved around Christmas not a single person in that line knew?  I'm unsure of the answer to that to be honest.  I enjoyed getting to know these people, and where I will probably never see them again I wish them the best in life.  However part of me wonders what God could have used me for if I had done more than just listen to their conversations.  

I guess it was just a reality check for me...God can only use us to build His kingdom if we let Him.  Maybe last night He didn't need me in that moment which is why He didn't lay it on my heart then, but this morning He is reminding me that He might have needed me, and that next time I need to be prepared to open up and talk about my faith even if it is in a Wal-Mart aisle with complete strangers.

Perhaps this was His way of making me rethink that question..."Is everyone I know aware that I'm a Christian?"  Perhaps this is His reminder that everyone means the people you meet day to day even if you never expect to see them again.

Permanency

First and foremost, Happy Thanksgiving.

As we reach this holiday, and with Christmas rapidly approaching there has been a lot of talk about what everyone is thankful for.  And even as I sit in my living room in my apartment three and a half hours away from my family, I can't help but sending up thanks to God for everything I have.

I made the decision almost a month ago that I wasn't heading to STL for this holiday, and over the past month I've had many offers from the people here in Springfield to join them.  I think that alone is a huge reason to be thankful! Even though I'm not with my own family, so many people around have wanted to make sure that I was with a family.

So as well as being thankful for my own family (obviously) and for my friends who seem to be just like family I'm feeling incredibly blessed.  But I'm also reminded the reason for the holidays.

I sit here being reminded that this earth is not my permanent home, and for that I am also incredibly thankful.  God set me apart long ago to be called elsewhere after this life, and I look forward to the day where I can worship Him all the time.  So where is this blog going?

Nothing is permanent here on Earth, and for that I am also thankful.  We seem to look at permanency and be thankful for the things that are or appear to be permanent.  And the things that seem to not be permanent, as humans we find ourselves wishing they were.  However  I find myself in a place realizing the non-permanency of life makes me incredibly thankful.  Pain, suffering, hurting, sickness are all just here in this life, not in the next one.  In this thankfulness for the non-permanent things of life it makes me even more thankful for the ONE and ONLY permanent thing in this life...God. His love, and His promise are permanent, and it is something we can take refuge in.

Galatians 3:26-29

26 "for in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith. 27 For as many of you as were baptized into Christ have put on Christ. 28 There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.29 And if you are Christ's, then you are Abraham's offspring, heirs according to promise."

Finding Jesus in a Folder

I have had a box of my sister's crap in a back closet for a while, and when I moved into my new apartment it just went into the back of a different closet.   I had tried to go through it before, but I ended up just being an emotional non-functioning mess.

One of my biggest emotional dilemmas has been whether my sister knew Jesus or not, and to be honest I had no idea.  I started my transition into Christianity about 3 months before my sister died, needless to say no evangelizing or religious conversations happened during that time, and I had no idea about her beliefs.

With the holidays around the corner which includes Sara's birthday (December 23) and 3 years since she died (Jan 3) I decided maybe it was time to try and piece together the things I didn't know, so  I pulled out some of the stuff that was at the very top of the box and tossed them on the floor. It was mostly papers, and letters, and old drawings...Anyhow when I had tossed the pile of letters and papers on the floor to go through them 2 pages that had been ripped out of a book fell out of a folder.  So I picked up the 2 pages (which I must add they had that musty book smell...and i love that smell) On the 2 pages was a  365 day Bible reading plan, and then 3 bible versus that layout the invitation that Jesus extends to follow him.  I then picked up the folder and dug further.  I found a summary of all 4 of the Gospels laid out in the Bible, with a small fact sheet on each gospel writer.  I also found a piece of paper that had "The Case For Christ" by Lee Strobel written on it, as if someone had mentioned it to her and she made a note of it.

I don't know what this means, but it gives me hope. It gives me hope that Sara had come to God and accepted his gift of salvation.  It gives me hope of seeing my older sister again, and getting to know her as a sister in Christ.

I'm unsure where this leaves me in my path to dealing with the loss of my sister.  Three years later I can say that I haven't dealt with a lot of the feelings I probably should deal with.

I found Him in a folder tonight and I just hope and pray she found Him in her heart before her passing.

Some ramblings and then an Announcement

Wow. Everything is changing!

It is hard to believe that after 2 years Wednesday will be my last day at Sonic. I was so excited to have a "big kid" job, and now I'm realizing the bittersweetness of leaving.  

This time next week I will be moving into my new apartment. There is a lot of excitement going on, and I am looking forward to spending lots of time with my new roommate as we decorate and get set up in our new home.  

The Way has been amazing! We painted doors at Cowden Elementary School (where we hold our service) the other night, and I had a blast to just be serving in the community with my new church family.  It was awesome to see everyone working together.  Taping and painting are not my spiritual gifts by a long shot, but there were plenty of people there that were rocking it out.  It was just so amazing to be in a school filled with people that wanted to just genuinely give back to the place that has given us space every Sunday to worship God!

In all of these changes it is nearly impossible to not see God.  It has become more evident in the past 2 or 3 weeks that God's plans are truly unfolding in my life, and that a leadership conference almost a year ago was the first event in a long line of events that has gotten me to where I am. There is no coincidence about it, God's plans are coming to fruition in an amazing way and I am so blessed that He has chosen me to help spread the Gospel!

"By your fruits you shall know them" (It's in Matthew 7 I think) and I just keep praying to God every night that I can bear good fruit, and really spread his word.  I am so blessed to be in this life with Him as my guide, my support, my friend, and my everything.  

The point of this blog is sort of to make an announcement.  Next week I am being baptized at The Way in response to my faith.  I'm super excited to share this experience with my new church family, and I cannot wait to continue this deeper relationship I have found with God over these past few months. 

I am incredibly, indescribably blessed in all of this.  I have amazing support from all sides in all the changes that are happening, and I can't wait to see the path that I am headed down.  

Text Message

I had gotten back this evening from hanging out with a friend for most of the day, and then I looked around at the disaster in my apartment.  There was cleaning to do and dishes to be done,  unfilled boxes scattered the living room floor that really need to be getting filled, and then my history book where 1 out of 13 chapters is completed and everything is due August 1st.  My heart started racing and I began to cry.  I was freaking out, about everything I needed to do and the time I didn't have. ...And then my phone went off.

I looked and it was Melissa from my Philippians bible study.  It was simply the verse about how you shouldn't be anxious in anything (Philippians 4:6 if you want to go read it).  My heart jumped out of my chest and if I wasn't crying before I was in that moment.  Not because I was freaking out but because God just wrapped me in His arms and said "You're doing fine"  I couldn't believe it. I have no doubt God was speaking through Melissa in that moment and not just to me but to several of the other girls too.

What an amazing experience. I couldn't believe it. God knew just what I needed to hear, when I needed to hear it and He sent his message in just the right way.  I don't know if I can explain it other than it almost feels like God himself texted me.

What a blessing it is to have these ladies from this bible study in my life, I can't begin to explain the work I see God doing in all of us as group. I am just so blessed.

His Will, not Mine.

After months of praying and weeks of talking things over with the best mentor ever (Genesis), and asking many people to pray about this  I finally did what I never thought I'd do in a million years.

I left Green Room.

I want to make it well known to everyone that Green Room has been an amazing place for me to grow and develop in my walk with Christ, and the past 3 years have not only been filled with God but also with the amazing relationships that come out of that.

I also want everyone to realize this was not a "I woke up randomly and decided to leave" decision.  This has been prayed about by many people, and it wasn't an easy place to land.  To be honest it was quite scary, and days later occasionally I still have mini freak outs of "Oh shoot what am I supposed to do next? Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life?"  God keeps reassuring me that I am on His path, but nonetheless the human that is me is still worrying occasionally.

So why did I leave?

I stretch myself far too thin far too often, and as I was looking at next fall I realized I had many things God was calling me to do, and I also had many obligations to fill with work and school.  With that in mind I came to the conclusion that I owed Green Room 100% of myself, and without a doubt there was no way I could give that much of me and still fill what God was calling me to do.

I was met with an amazing amount of support from all of the leadership within Green Room after announcing my decision, and more than anything that support and love made everything that God had been telling me reconfirmed.  On the other side of things I have found a church that I want to call home for years to come past my graduation of college, and from there too I was met with an overwhelming amount of support and welcomes.

Leaving is bittersweet. This is a huge transition year for Green Room, and I would have loved to been apart of that, and I fully planned on being apart of that.  However this is one of those times where my plan and God's plan were not the same, and as scary as it was I had to place His plan above mine not only for myself, but for Green Room too.

I am following what God has called me to do in a completely blind way.  I have no idea what comes next, and I have a lot of growing to do over the next year as I truly let God lead my life in a way I have never done before.  

To everyone that has touched my life because of Green Room: Thank You, I would not have the strength and faith that I have in God today without every single one of you.

I am so excited about what God is doing in my life, and I'm excited because I know He is doing spectacular things with Green Room as well.   Our paths may be different, but our goal is the same:  To grow God's kingdom.

Once again the love and support from every side, has been amazing.  I'm so blessed to have met so many great God-filled people along the way, and to know I will keep meeting great people is a huge blessing.  This is totally a God thing, and I hope that shines through in all of this.  None of this is by accident, this is all His plan, and therefore only good can come out of it.

"When you have come to the edge of all light that you know and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown faith is knowing one of two things will happen.  There will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught how to fly"

God Bless.

And she thinks we’re just fishin’

I remember when I was little my family would go out to Tablerock Lake and I remember one specific day with my Barbie fishing pool, in my dad's boat fishing.  It's one of the few memories I have of my parents being together.  But there we were fishing on the lake and I remember catching 5 blue gill that day, and was I the proudest 4 year old you've ever seen.  Over the past few years I have come to see how finite time is, and how the people you love can be gone in a blink of an eye.

Today I met my dad and Julie and the Lake of the Ozarks, and I was not expecting a whole lot past just hanging out for the evening.  My dad and I spent like 3 hours in the pool hitting a beach ball back and forth just having fun.  We got done, and I helped Julie make dinner and then cleaned up, and then my dad and I did something that we haven't done in a very long time.  We sat on the side of the lake and we fished.  We didn't talk a whole lot, just a lot of casting the line, reeling it back in, and not catching any fish.  Regardless it will probably be one of my favorite memories with my dad.  I am so incredibly blessed to be able to just fish with him, not say a word, and know it will always be a memory for both of us.  Anyhow the entire time I had this song stuck in my head, because it's just the relationship my dad and I have always had...

"Just Fishin" by Trace Adkins...

I’m lost in her there holdin’ that pink rod and reel
She’s doin’ almost everything but sittin’ still
Talkin’ ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
And her kittens
And she thinks we’re just fishin’

I say, “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time
She says, “I know. I think I got a bite.” 
And all this laughin’, cryin, smilin’ dyin’ here inside’s
What I call, livin’

And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’

She’s already pretty, like her mama is
Gonna drive the boys all crazy
Give her daddy fits
And I better do this every chance I get
‘Cause time is tickin’
(Yeah it is)

And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’

She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
Yeah, aww, she thinks we’re just fishin’
We ain’t only fishin’
(This ain’t about fishin’)

God Provides

A lot has happened lately, nothing I particularly want to discuss on a blog, however I have learned something, that maybe I've always known but never really applied to life: God will always provide.


The Bible says it over and over again...


Nehemiah 6:9


They were all trying to frighten us, thinking, "Their hands will get too weak for the work, and it will not be completed." But I prayed, "Now strengthen my hands."


Luke 12:7



⁷ Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

Matthew 6:28-34 

²⁸ “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. ²⁹ Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. ³⁰ If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? ³¹ So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ ³² For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. ³³ But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. ³⁴ Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

...there are more, but I think 3 proves a point.  

"No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace"

So I Had a Bad Day...

Today definitely did not include any of my finer moments in life.

This week I've felt run down physically from just not feeling good.
I had a nice little sugar binge which sent my ADD spiraling and took my emotions with it.
And on top of it all my summer class started and all motivation to do anything disappeared.

It's one of those weeks where it seems like everything is an uphill battle whether it is getting up in the morning, or making an attempt to get something accomplished.  And after putting a nice dent in my vehicle this afternoon everything came to the unstoppable feeling where I just needed to sit down and cry.  I unloaded on my mother for a good 30 minutes, and right when I thought I was out of tears I called my dad and cried all over again.  So after crying to my dad for 30 minutes as well, I got off the phone and threw myself a pity party. And then it hit me.

I had a few bad days, maybe at this point it could be considered a bad week, but I am so much stronger than a few bad days.  I know this. So why does it take so little to throw people off course sometimes?  I've held myself together a lot better in far worse times so why all of the sudden does a small sickness, a dent in my car, and a few other "spilt milk" moments send me into this crazy pity party?

Realization #1: it was 3 or 4 days of the 365 in this year alone...no big deal
Realization #2: it is definitely all fixable...including the car.
Realization #3: it wasn't up to me to handle all of this, sometimes i forget that its okay to hand the small things over to God, just like the big things.

It seems crazy, but when someone you love passes away, or when all of the sudden you realize you forgot a big deadline you worry, and then you ask God to take care of it, and whereas sometimes we still worry about it still, we still make the attempt to throw it over to God.

Yet when "milk spills," and you are at the end of your rope from a "few bad days" it takes (at least for me) an hour of crying and a pity party before I realize that it doesn't have to be my burden, and it is all fixable.  I don't know why I am always so eager to hand God the big stuff, but the small stuff I just assume its all on me.

If God is bigger than all of the big stuff (which He is) then squashing the small stuff is no big deal for him.  So here I am realizing nothing was all that terrible, and that its okay to look to God and say "Hey I'm frustrated.  A little help?"  And obviously he didn't come down in a mechanics outfit and fix the dent in my car, but he did give me a little relief, and moved my attitude into a better spot, and gave my mind a little clarity to logically reason through some things.

I guess sometimes these "few bad days" happen, and it is nights like tonight where I realize that God can handle the small stuff, just like the big stuff, and its okay to go to him over "spilt milk."  I'm sure I have had this realization before, but sometimes I need a reminder.

So I had a bad day, no big deal. I have an awesome God.

Memorizing Philippians

It's been awhile.  Not a whole lot has happened.  I'm currently feeling under the weather which sucks because I hate not being at work, not being able to go out, and just in general i don't like feeling like someone is kicking me in the throat every time I cough.

So lately I have been making a concentrated effort in memorizing Philippians.  Yes, I said memorizing, and yes I mean the whole book of Philippians.  It's something the church I have been going to on Sunday mornings started doing as a church.  It was talked about, everyone seemed to be getting a lot out of it, but I was still somewhat unsure how it would work with me.  So a month or two ago, I started. I memorized the first 4 verses, and then I stopped. I wasn't dedicated, and I wasn't seeing where this was going to lead.  About 2 weeks ago God laid it on my heart again, basically telling me to give it another try.  So I did.  I'm thirteen verses in, and now I GET IT.

Ok so memorizing scripture...  What I have found is that it's not so much about what I am memorizing at this point (I mean I'm only 13 verses in) but all of a sudden I find myself just reciting the first 13 verses of Philippians to myself, and then I find myself just in constant thought about God, and then it has turned into prayer.  And I mean praying in the car, praying in bed at night, praying while heating up some mac and cheese, all of sudden its memorizing scripture and prayer all the time, every chance I get.

Prayer, lets say this I love love love love love prayer, but sometimes I'm not the best about praying every day like I should, and all of the sudden it's like I can't get enough God time.  I've experienced this before I refer to it as the "church camp high."   It's like when your at church camp and your on this cloud and the real world is no where to be found and it's this euphoric, peaceful high.  Then you get back from church camp and everyday that high seems to go down just a notch, until you're back to the way you were the day before church camp. But all of a sudden I'm not at church camp, and I have this "I cant get enough God" feeling all day long.  It's been amazing and it all has come from the memorizing of scripture, and what that has lead me to do.

In the midst of this life has been happening, and my stress level is down, things that usually send me into a quick spiral of craziness have just been there, and it's been easier to lay it at God's feet.  I feel at peace more often than I ever have. EVER.

If you've never sat down and memorized scripture, I think you should give it a go, and Philippians has been great.  Its packed with awesome, inspiring words from Paul, and it's only 4 chapters so I think it seems like it'd be less discouraging than trying to memorize Psalms right off.  I don't know. Try it for yourself. See where God leads you with it.  It has been such a blessing for me, and I am truly LOVING it.

If heaven wasn't so far away...

Sara, I miss you so freaking much. 2.5 years later I don't really understand why it had to be this way. I just wish you were here.  I keep thinking about our last conversation. I don't remember if I told you how much I love you that day, but I'm telling you now...

I love you. so. much.

I miss you. I miss our heart to heart talks. I miss our inside jokes.  I just miss everything about you being here.

It was never goodbye; just a see you later.

"Losing them wouldn't be so hard to take, if heaven wasn't so far away"

Will You Let Me Drown?

‎"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9

Thought of the day:  How many times have I freaked out even when God was telling me to go for it?  How many times have I stepped back from doing what God was telling me to do?

Answer: Way too many times...

Sometimes I am scared to do what God is telling me to do.  This is one of those times; this time I am not backing down.  

However I can't help but think of the time God told Moses to cross the Red Sea and then the time he told Joshua to cross the Jordan.

When Moses crossed the Red Sea two distinct things happened that are different from when Joshua crossed the Jordan.

1) No one had to step foot in the water, it was parted before anyone had to actually cross.

2) They were being chased (aka there really wasn't a better option)

However when Joshua crossed the Jordan two very different things happened

1) Priests had to actually walk into the flooded Jordan before it was parted.

2) They weren't being chased (aka they could have stood on the bank of the river and not have crossed)

Joshua could have easily backed out, said no, and whereas no one really knows where that would have gotten them the option was there.  These days as Americans it seems as often we aren't "chased" into doing what God tells us to do.  It is beneficial, but we seem to always have the option to say no without our lives being in jeopardy.

Basically sometimes God requires you to get in the water before he clears the water away.  Scary, yes.  But, ultimately trusting God is an invaluable trait.

Lesson from today's scripture:  I have 2 things to work on.  

1) Not running away

2) Trusting God even if it involves getting my feet wet.

"In your ocean, I'm ankle deep
I feel the waves crashin' on my feet
It's like I know where I need to be
But I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out

Just how much air I will need to breathe
When your tide rushes over me
There's only one way to figure out
Will ya let me drown, will ya let me drown

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful"

Something Beautiful by NeedtoBreathe

God's Word Set Free.

 ⁸ Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead, descended from David. This is my gospel, ⁹ for which I am suffering even to the point of being chained like a criminal. But God’s word is not chained. ¹⁰ Therefore I endure everything for the sake of the elect, that they too may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory.

This is the page that I opened my Bible to today.  And really verses 8 and 10 are only on here to give context to verse 2 Timothy 2:9

"God's word is not chained"

Wow. Powerful.  So I started thinking...Do I ever chain God's word down? 

Answer: YES.

Every time I speak to someone and a scripture pops in my head (and I'm sure it is there for a reason) and I don't speak it I chain down God's word.  Sometimes I stay silent when I shouldn't.  I will even go as far as to admit that I have had opportunities to have real-life conversations about faith with non-believers and I have walked away.  Why?  Because I was uncomfortable and I was afraid of making them uncomfortable.  When I first started walking my walk of faith there were words that just made me unsure of myself.  Words like "God Bless" "I felt the Holy Spirit" and "God is telling me (fill in blank here)"  Phrases that people who have the fire of the Holy Spirit use regularly made me so uncomfortable that I would avoid conversations in order to not make myself or anyone else uncomfortable.  

So my response to the person I used to be back when is...get over it.  God's word is NOT chained.  And I refuse to let it be chained in my life now.  

Why are we all so afraid of making people uncomfortable with the words Jesus Christ? Honestly within the Church when something makes you uncomfortable don't we call that conviction? And isn't it a positive thing?   Or is it not that we are afraid of making others comfortable, but rather we are uncomfortable?  What does it take for YOU to be so excited about Christ that you can't help but set the Gospel free?  Are you letting fears and uncomfortableness chain down God's word in your life?  

Personal challenge for myself:  Every time Scripture pops in my head, no matter who I am around, I am going to speak it out loud, and where that conversation goes from there is up to God, but I am following His lead.

God Bless.

What are you holding back from God?

Recently Acts 5:1-11 has been on my mind.  It is the story of Ananias and Sapphira.  If you are unfamiliar with the story you should definitely read it.  But the story takes place after the death of Jesus.  The apostles have begun the Christian Church and at this time people within the church are giving to the apostles and telling them to fill the needs of others.  Ananias and Sapphira decide to take part in the giving, however they tell Peter that they have sold their property and all of the money that they received they have given to the apostles.  This is a lie; they actually kept some of the money for themselves.  Ananias and Sapphira fall dead instantly.

So what did they do wrong?  After all they were giving something...

It's true they were giving something and had they admitted to giving some instead of claiming to give all God would have been accepting of that.  But Ananias and Sapphira weren't being honest. They were in it for the glory.  They wanted the recognition of giving it all, but they lied.

This story has been on my mind, and I started to really think about my life.  I have my days where I would love to say I am giving it all to God.  At this point I'm no longer just talking about money.  I'm talking about a lot of things i.e. money, time, worries, myself in general, etc.  But I know there is always more to give. Towards the middle of March and beginning of April I realized I had stretched myself so thin that God wasn't getting anything that He deserved out of me.  Worse than that I was telling myself that I was giving him as much as I could.  Looking back just one month ago...that thought is laughable.  It's at this point that I got off Facebook and abandoned my television in search of finding more to give to God. I found it, and I found that when it becomes a conscious thought to give more to God, you realize how little you have actually been giving all along.  I know I still am not giving God all He deserves all of the time, but I know that I am now aware of that.

So I leave this post with this thought.....

What and how much are you holding back from God?

God Bless

Christian Writer or a Writer that is Christian...

This blog has been started with one purpose in mind.  A week or two ago the conversation of vocation and religion came up at The Green Room, and let's be honest I've never thought about this before.  Since the beginning of my time all I have wanted to do is be a writer.  But never have I thought about whether I would be a Christian writer or a writer that happens to be Christian.  This blog is my response to that very important question.  I plan on being a Christian writer.  So what does that mean?  It simply means that this is my blog; this is where my faith meets real life.

God Bless.