Prayer for Compassion and Collective Liberation

Because in the end, our witness is not measured by material possessions.

How does God show up in and through us to touch the lives of all those we encounter?

Have we allowed our faith to expand our definition and experience of community?

Prayerful Action for Ending Gun Violence

I wrote this prayer with tears, because I am tired, we are all tired of living in a world with unrelenting terror where hate and violence is so normalized our children expect it with the start of school, and far too many turn away when it erupts in Sudan, Congo, Palestine and Tigray.

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I do not have the strength to write a long caption. And you don’t need to read one. May this prayer solidify and fortify us as work towards collective liberation for none of us is free until all of us are free as our beloved ancestor #FannieLouHamertold us from the sacredness of her spirit. 👇🏾

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>> Ways to take action - Connect with @momsdemand in your state; there are local chapters by your state where you can get involved, online actions like petition signing and phone banking. “Whatever you have done to the least of these you have done it to me.” Matthew 25:40

Prayer for Justice and Community

Jesus didn’t sit at tables of corruption he flipped them in righteous rage. Praying for peace while being unwilling to unpack colonialism, militarism, the false ideology of white supremacy, and every other source of division is a call to passiveness as the world unravels. Now is not the time (and it never has been) to sit in pews and pity the suffering; we are called to ACT not crumple into apathy; we are called to a LOVE so radical it disarms hate.

I am losing some folks in this space, but I will continue to speak, write and pray about the endless profiteering of war.
I will continue listening to Jews around the world who, after the horrific attack on Oct. 7, say revenge will not bring peace.
I will continue not to call the massacre of thousands of Palestinian children and families inconsequential, and just the “cost of war.” We are witnessing genocide! Every life is sacred.

Because giving it to God doesn’t mean closing our eyes to a world on fire; it is standing with the hurting, the marginalized, and the suffering in love.

May this prayer bless you ♥️ Check out + support the amazing work of @standing.together.english they are cultivating space for honest healing and peacemaking between Israelis and Palestinians, Jews and Muslims.

Praying for God’s Radical Love to Reign

As we return with Season 5 of the podcast focus on rooting ourselves in God’s radical love, we are uplifting this prayer rooted in justice, beloved community and Christ. May it speak to your spirit.

International Women’s Day Prayer

My prayer, today and everyday, is that our compassion not remain conditional. Because if we seek only to help those who look like us, live like us, and love like us, we are dying within, moving away from God into dwelling solely within ego.

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On this International Women’s Day may we remember our celebrations ring hollow if they do not see and center women and girls around the world from Palestine to Congo, Sudan, Ukraine, Haiti, Tigary, migrants crossing the U.S. Mexico border who are far too often unseen by those in power and many of us who have internalized messages about who is worthy of womanhood and protection.

May we pray with your feet! Join us in supporting org. and individuals like @amnesty, @letstalkpalestine, @wizard_bisan1 @poorpeoplescampaign @chroniclyconnectedperspective @radicalvisionarycollective @womenforwomen, @congofriends, @haitianbridge, @theslowfactory, @revloveproject @kindcotton , @red_maat , @spokenblackgirl, @therednationmovement @sudanese_american_physicians, @jewishvoiceforpeace, @ifnotnoworg, @middlechurch who are doing the work to bring about a world which leaves NO women and girls behind!

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How are you showing up for women across differences and lived experiences?

Loving Action in Prayer

May we be LOVE in action, not just professing it in our words, but embodying it in our actions.

May we never adjust our eyes to ANY form of injustice for we are called to center the #leastofthese.

Join us in a prayer rooted in loving action and community care.

Prayer for Entering 2024

God, crack open our hearts until complacency and indifference becomes uncomfortable. May we embody your radical LOVE so deeply that its presence within our spirits disarms hate.

This, dear friends, is my prayer as we greet 2024 (see below).

I find it impossible to wish anyone a Happy New Year without a cry for peace, love, justice and an end to the genocides erupting all around us from Palestine to Sudan, Ethiopia, Congo, and Armenia -

along with the many ways COVID is disproportionately impacting our disabled and vulnerable siblings here in the U.S. - please go sit with my soul friend Jen’s informative video @chroniclyconnectedperspective about her own experiences with long COVID.

May we never adjust our eyes to injustice.

Prayer must not be a mere profession of words, but a way God shows up through us in the world. ♥️

What is your prayer 🙏🏾 as we enter 2024?

Prayer for Peace and Action in Advent

This prayer dropped into my spirit today, on this second Sunday of advent, and I felt called to share it with you. As we center our minds on this week’s Advent focus, peace, may we know God does not call us towards a serenity, a peace, which ignores injustice:

“Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, “Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it?

In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.”

James 2: 16-17

Praying During Genocide and War

Jesus didn’t sit at tables of corruption he flipped them in righteous rage. Praying for peace while being unwilling to unpack colonialism, militarism, the false ideology of white supremacy, and every other source of division is a call to passiveness as the world unravels. Now is not the time (and it never has been) to sit in pews and pity the suffering; we are called to ACT not crumple into apathy; we are called to a LOVE so radical it disarms hate.

We will continue listening to Jews around the world who, after the horrific attack on Oct. 7, say revenge will not bring peace.We will continue not to call the massacre of thousands of Palestinian children and families inconsequential, and just the “cost of war.” We are witnessing genocide! Every life is sacred.

Because giving it to God doesn’t mean closing our eyes to a world on fire; it is standing with the hurting, the marginalized, and the suffering in love.

May this prayer bless you ♥️ Check out + support the amazing work of @standing.together.english they are cultivating space for honest healing and peacemaking between Israelis and Palestinians, Jews and Muslims.

A Prayer for Weary Activists

This is a prayer for the change makers and justice seekers, the ones whose hearts long for peace and collective liberation. But who, often times, grow weary. God is with us friends. Do not lose heart. May these words and offering to the Divine nourish you in seasons of overwhelm.

God of Love, not Prosperity Gospel

Photo: Akira Hojo

Prosperity gospel is rampant in our churches. And there’s a consistent message coming from those pulpits - “pray long enough,  hard enough,” and God will answer with stacks of money, plus more stuff than you can carry.

God is lifted up as a means to an end,  our pathway to affluence even as the world around us unravels. How often are we urged to notice people experiencing homelessness and offer a hand, or contribute to an organization doing work on the ground?  Certainly in some church spaces,  but it’s not a universal stance.

As followers of Christ, checking out is not an option. Checking in is the call, and we find it in James 2:15-16 (and countless other passages like Matthew 25: 35-40):

“Suppose a brother or a sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to them, “Go in peace; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it? “

Photo: Steven Knutson

Last year Mom and I interviewed Tommy and Charlene, two members of  Jesus People, a community org. and church family of nearly 200 people based in Chicago (listen here); we were struck by their commitment to living as the early church in the book of Acts:  building community, embodying Christ’s love by sharing it with everyone, whether through the businesses they run to support this work, or in their shelter for people experiencing homelessness - Cornerstone Community Outreach.

No mega church.

No private jets for leadership -  just the radical and welcoming love of God.

In the end, our witness is not measured by material possessions.

How does God show up in and through us to touch the lives of  all those we encounter? Have we allowed our faith to expand our definition and experience  of community?

If our efforts at outreach stop with people who make us comfortable, we are rejecting some core tenets of Christianity, a faith which runs counter to the systems of this world.  God urges us towards a posture of welcome, and love beyond the familiar:

“Thus says the Lord of hosts: Render true judgments, show kindness and mercy to one another; do not oppress the widow, the orphan, the alien, or the poor; and do not devise evil in your hearts against one another.”  Zechariah 7:9-10

“Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen.”  1 John 4:20

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Holy One,

Open our hearts to the hurting, the misunderstood, those whose lived experiences are pushed to the margins and never centered.  Move  us beyond pews and into greater purpose - building beloved community. 

May we see ourselves not as separate,  but sacredly connected at a soul level to all living beings. Transform our wounds into worship, and a deeper relationship with you, enabling us to meet our human siblings wherever they are spiritually and emotionally; make us the bridge to you, never the barrier.

In your name, Lord, we pray,
Amen.

Release, let God Renew

I do not know about you all, but during the busyness of life, I forget a lot; the chaotic nature of days with a little one moves some chores further down the list.  Let's take watering plants - easily thrown into the nonessential pile. It's why I can count the number we have sprinkled haphazardly around our house on one hand.  

Every now and then, I glance over at the small one lovingly squeezed into a corner of our bathroom, bursting with specks of green, and remember to water it. On this particular day, I noticed brown leaves drowning the greenery. It dawned on me, for weeks, I kept feeding what no longer lived. Rather than prune it, I continued hurriedly watering, instead of seeing its shedding as a pathway to new life. 

What are you clinging to for the sake of appearances? Are you afraid of changes God has ahead, because you do not know how others will react? Slowly, a kind of spiritual  suffocation takes root as we tighten our grip on familiar experiences, tugging at these like security blankets. And it is impossible to understand what God is preparing, and remain open to his promises. We are adrift in a symphony of sameness. 

Do not feel bad. I stand alongside you in this dilemma, sweet friends, both desiring change and simultaneously running away. But I do know this with certainty - I desire deeply to feel what God wants to manifest in my life, our lives as a family, and this means saying goodbye to the weights of worry, anxiety, fatigue, and doubt. When I want to reach back to these 

Some of my friendships already have evolved or evaporated - taken different shapes, their force no longer a presence in my life. For the first time in life, this extroverted woman is learning it is ok to say no to what no longer feeds me - people pleasing, one-sided friendships, and giving away so much of my spirit that little remains for God and me. 

Our creator cannot birth something novel and divine in our lives if we cling to the old.

You and I have to ask God to prune us, renew our minds, clear the toxicity in these hearts so our transformation can begin taking root. 

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"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43:19  

We are Called to Compassion

“We must learn to regard people less in the light of what they do or omit to do, and more in the light of what they suffer.” — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

We are trained to turn away… not “to feel too much”; this is the way of the world system. But the Kin-dom of Christ pushes us towards awakening spiritually. I cannot stop thinking about #JordanNeely, none of us should. His public murder on a subway train in NYC shows us #mentalhealthawareness has to MOVE beyond being a buzz word, a monthly acknowledgement; it must push US towards a posture of empathy; as believers it must direct US to prayer + action for those who carry these wounds we cannot see.

Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as Christ God forgave you. 
— Ephesians 4:32  (connect to mental health awareness) 

Because God cares about all kinds of pain, not just the type we feel most comfortable praying for in the pews.
As a person living with #ptsd and anxiety, and who has family members with #mentalhealth challenges, I know what it’s like to carry invisible weights. God allow our wounds, and the wounds of others to become places where the light enters us (as Rumi says).

A Prayer for When It All Feels Like Too Much

God meets us in all seasons whether we are carrying joy or sorrow, pain, exhaustion or overwhelm. May this honest prayer bless you and awaken you to the presence of the Divine - always flowing in and through us.

God’s Love In Action

As many of you all know, my Dad, Rudy, went home to be with God last year (November 27th), and in the days after his passing, we were blessed to hear countless people share about the impact he made on their lives. One of those beautiful souls who spoke from the heart was my bestie Chel! Her words remind us that in the end, LOVE matters most.

And as I read back her reflection, I am reminded of 1 Corinthians 13 which tells us: “If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing…” And I also hear the profound words of bell hooks, scholar, writer activist who told us: “Love is an action word.”

Dad’s life is a testament to the legacy of love he left. God is always calling us to live AWAKE and extend LOVE to everyone across differences!

We know Chel’s heart-centered writing will touch you all, and it felt like the perfect piece to share as we honor love in the month of February.

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I've pretty much stayed silent about this, letting my sister/bestie @praywithourfeet speak on it first. And what she said was absolutely beautiful. If you haven't checked out her post, on her blog and IG, please do. She captured the essence of "our" Dad perfectly. Although it only scratches the surface of who he truly was. He left an indelible mark on everyone whose lives he touched. 

On Sunday Nov 27th, my best friends dad went home to be with the Lord. What most people don't know is, he was like a Dad to me, too. 

I met my BFFL (now sister) when I was 9 years old. She immediately became the big sis I wanted to be just like. Okay, she's only 18 days older than me. I looked up to her for everything, though. Her little brother, Dave, became my little brother. And (gratefully) her mom became my Mama.

But the Dad part was tricky, because my parents were divorced and at one point my father was absent from my life for 10 years. So there was a hole in my heart in that area & issues.

But GOD....

The Lord knew I needed Papa Rudy. I didn't call him that then. That's only been a recent thing in the last couple of years. But they all became my adoptive family in my heart.

I ended up staying w/ them A Lot. They always included me whenever they went on trips, overnights, day trips, celebratory dinners, etc. I was one of the family. What is so endearing is Papa Rudy introducing me at his job picnic. He said: "these are my kids Emelda, David, and Michelle."

There were other times that he acted in the stead of my Dad.

When I was 19, he came to my job to stop me from being bullied & sexually harassed. He told them (in Spanish, no less!) that I was his daughter & made certain that I would not be harassed again.

Mama Trudy & Papa Rudy were the real life Huxtables to me. They had an incredible marriage of faith, friendship , love, joy & teamwork. I am forever grateful to Jesus for them. 

Today I publicly honor you, Papa Rudy. 

Although I never told you this: THANK YOU for being my Dad, too. I love you so.

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Chel also put together an AMAZING and loving tribute to Dad (released a day before what would have been Mom and Dad’s 44th wedding anniversary)!! You can watch it here on her YouTube channel Chel’s Reel Life.

Chel is a“Jesus-Lovin', chronic illness warrior who started her channel to create content that encourages others to BOLDY live out their dreams and reach their goals, no matter what physical, emotional or mental trials life brings.” She is also an actress, creative entrepreneur, writer, and singer committed to living fully and in her purpose! You can also connect with Chel on Instagram @chelsreellife.

Faith When It’s Hard

"Everything is possible for one who believes."

Mark 9:23 

There are days I wake up, beating back exhaustion and swallowing tears. The past few years have stretched our family in ways we never imagined. And yet, through it all, an unrelenting faith is taking root. Often I pray not day by day, but second by second. 

Most people would not place struggle and blessing in the same sentence, but I now understand God uses our most painful experiences to help grow us beyond ourselves, and into the realm of steadfast belief. His grace always sustains and guides us, even when we feel alone. 

"If I told you my story, you would hear hope that didn't let go..." - Big Daddy Weave, "My Story" 

I believe God will do the impossible. And I say this to myself repeatedly, especially during those times when the weight of disillusionment chases  me, relentless in its pursuit of my joy. 

I draw strength from ministries online and meditate on verses of scripture which feel as if they were written solely for me. And I read books (Dare to Believe) by healing ministers such as Becky Dvorak who works in Guatemala, and travels the world with her husband, delivering powerful testimonies, teaching people to activate their faith and walk in the supernatural.

Slowly, friends, I am learning to transcend the physical and embrace my spiritual eyesight. God can and will do the impossible in our lives, friends. Yet we must do our part, building radical and unwavering faith within our spirits. 

Two Ways to Activate Your Faith: 

1. Put up encouraging and healing scripture verses all around your home and office. Read them aloud daily, several times a day. Commit them to memory.

2. Listen to praise music with meaningful statements about victory and enduring struggle. I particularly enjoy selections from prolific artists such as Big Dadddy Weave, Mali Music, Lauren Daigle, and Plumb. 

God of Hope & Faith

Photo by Yen Vu

Years ago, one summer, my parents gave us one lovely gift - a landscaper worked in our yard. He planted grass where bunches of weeds once stubbornly clung to soil and scattered rocks. We were left with a simple task - water this square patch daily so that greenery, new life, would emerge. 

As we stood together in the yard, our daughter Nai playing with toys, I said nervously to my husband Kes, "Do you think the grass is coming up enough?" Looking down at the soft bunches of brown, I thought of all our efforts, the frequent watering and a sinking despondency began to take root in my spirit. And then he uttered simple, but profound words: "Look at the green spots, baby. It is growing."  

As I reflect on that early morning conversation, I thank God for sending me this message of claiming an unwavering faith, a faith which blossoms in spite of circumstances and mounting obstacles. God is growing each of us, often in ways we cannot yet begin to comprehend ("... the God who gives life to the dead and calls into being things that were not." Romans 4:17, NIV). 

It's taken me time to understand authentic and lasting growth is rooted in relationship with Christ, setting aside time during the day to simply commune. You see, years ago, I both sprinted from suffocating stress and embraced it under the guise of being a workaholic. I found fleeting solace in parties and cultural events, anything to avoid the mind-numbing emptiness overtaking my soul. 

And, yet, friends, God will extricate the incessant noise of life in various ways so we become clear about priorities - not what anyone thinks of us, what degree we have, or have not attained, but whether or not our Creator is at the center. In the end, this is all that matters. Are we coming to know God for ourselves, or are we bowing at the altar of religion and antiquated perceptions?

"I have not forgotten that you are a God of new life. I trust that the sun will shine when necessary and the rain will fall when necessary... Though the storms of this life uproot and tear down, I will hold fast to hope."

Pocket Prayers for Women: Simple Prayers of Hope 

We are in relationship with a God of growth, but in order for this to manifest in our lives we must first learn to trust. Believe me, I know it's easy to write and say, but quite another thing to live out. I started practicing in 2014 when I left a full time job to care for our daughter, attend grad school and pursue entrepreneurial projects. 

Every month we trust God for our most basic necessities, and He is there, guiding us, with each step. There are numerous moments, even with all that I am coming to learn about trusting Him, when the weight of worry and loneliness loom; during these occasions, I speak scripture verses aloud: Jeremiah 29:11, Luke 8:50, Isaiah 54:13 (for our daughter Nai's health and peace) or read through Psalm 91, breathing in verses 15-16: "He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him and honor him. With a long life, I will satisfy him, and let him see My salvation." 

Let us grow through surrender and trust, laying tears, brokenness and bewilderment at God's feet. Find rest in His words, sweet friends, as they are eternal promises illuminating the darkness of despair. Our growth, joy and hope are inextricably linked to God.

Prayer: 

Holy One,

Sometimes my growth feels stunted. Help me trust you are bringing forth something spectacular within me. When I feel deserted,  may I recall Your words and speak them over my circumstances, resting in the commitment You made to us: "For He will give his angels charge concerning you, to guard you in all your ways. They will bear you up in their hands..." (Psalm 91:11-12). 

Amen. 

Seeing with our Hearts

“… the LORD has told us what is good. What he requires of us is this: to do what is just, to show constant love, and to live in humble fellowship with our God. Micah 6:8 (Good News Translation) 

“Can I help you with your cart?,” he asked, his dark brown eyes meeting mine amidst the hectic pace of the grocery store parking lot. It sounds like such a simple offer, but to a Mom raising a child with specialized health needs, it’s a life line. Since our daughter is beyond toddler years, it’s assumed you’re able to move in and out of stores without assistance. But when your child is deals with hyperactivity, everything becomes a distraction; they can bolt away from you in an instant, driven by seemingly endless curiosity. Before you know it, you’re met with judgmental stares and raised eyebrows.

But last Saturday, this one question had made all difference, opening a window to empathy and much needed support. As he walked beside us on our way to the car, I shared gratitude through near tears; “it’s OK, I know how it is, he said, “I understand,” his voice holding both calm and comfort.

It could have become another chaotic grocery store run, but Divine grace changed everything, moving us from isolation into beloved community. Is this not the posture God calls us towards each day: embrace a different kind of sight, one nurtured within the heart that requires us to step beyond comfort zones, and come into “being with”… bearing witness to others lived experiences, seeing their wounds with our hearts, and being willing ask: How may I help?

Friends, allow yourself to sit with what it means to embody this as a daily spiritual practice:

“… the LORD has told us what is good. What he requires of us is this: to do what is just, to show constant love, and to live in humble fellowship with our God. Micah 6:8 (Good News Translation).

Open yourself to transcending the systems and ideologies of this world, and delve into the heart of Christ consciousness. As Father Thomas Keating wrote in The Daily Reader for Contemplative Living: “God who we know by faith is within us, closer than breathing, closer than thinking…”

How will God’s radical love come alive within your heart today? Who can you serve?

Our Prayer:
Holy one, help us not to allow the busyness of our lives to distract us from the spiritual practices of mercy, kindness, justice and revolutionary love. May we see with the heart as your spirit guides us, day by day. Help us to witness your face in all the faces surrounding us. Each day bring us to the challenge and question: how may I pray with my feet?

Hearing God’s Voice

"If you want to hear God's voice clearly and are uncertain, then remain in His presence until He changes that uncertainty. Often much can happen during this waiting for the Lord. Sometimes He changes pride to humility; doubt into faith and peace..." 
- Corrie ten Boom 

Confession, y'all. I do not yet hear God's voice audibly. You know how folks gush as they describe talking to Most High like a bestie? Slowly, I am getting there. I know I need to quiet this mind, though, and resist the weight of daily distractions through prayer and quiet reflection. 

Too often I allow to-do lists and obligations to encroach on our time. And yet when I surrender to stillness - no cell phone or laptop, God’s presence consumes this weary heart, and biblical promises (Jeremiah 29:11) sooth despair, birthing an unremitting hope.  

I prayed to see deer as an indication of our daughter's healing and God's presence with us during this season of uncertainty. And now, friends, they appear, randomly - regal, majestic, stunningly beautiful, a visual testament to perseverence. 

On a late night drive with Nai, after passing a lone deer standing still at a local farm I decided to Google their biblical significance and discovered these verses: 

"Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls—Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. 

The Lord God is my strength;  He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills." - HABAKKUK 3: 17-19 (NKJV)

Ah! This is why God laid these stunning creatures on my heart, I thought, an apt reminder to trust in spite of shifting circumstances. His guidance is unwavering, even as our confidence oscillates over time. 

Are you, struggling, like me, to hold on to these words in a seemingly impossible battle? "Common sense" urges us to doggedly fight or escape, but God whispers patiently, "Let go so I can begin to work." Can you hear Him above the noise of doubt? He lifts us above difficulties when we willingly shed pieces of ourselves without shame, standing wrecked at the intersection of what appears chaotic. In the midst of such brokenness and vulnerability, His glory is elevated. 

Standing still means there is space for God to join us, and provide healing, comforting and encouragement. I am tired of running and fighting alone some days. Are you? Let us stand together and allow God to propel us forward in His time. 

Our Prayer: 

Holy One, Teach me to stand on your word. Remind me to carry these promises within the core of my heart, spirit and soul. Focus my eyes not on the circumstances, but you, for nothing is impossible when I look towards heaven. Your word says: 

"Truly I tell you, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven (Matthew 18:18). 

Thank you, God, for deliverance, healing and wholeness, in your name I pray, Amen.  

Musical Inspiration: 

Travis Greene, You Made a Way

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cPy65Kl7Un8

God’s Grace Transforms Everything

Grace isn’t a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It’s a way to live. The law tells me how crooked I am. Grace comes along and straightens me out.” -Dwight Lyman Moody

There I was sitting along the curb adjacent to the supermarket shaking. I am sure I made quite a pitiful site – disheveled hair, mascara running, flip flops partly coming off. As I waited for the tow truck to move my car from the scene of the accident, two young women asked if I wanted them to buy me something to drink – lemonade, juice, or soda?

I thanked them profusely, and as my mind settled hours later, I began to liken the experience to God’s grace for us – unexpected, kind, loving, affirming, and showing up when we lest expect it.

He meets us right where we are, whether on a parking lot or on our bathroom floor. Ever faithful, He guides us through each trial.

These past few years, I find my prayers are soaked with tears. I am believing for what I cannot see, and battling voices who would have me surrender to defeat. Each time I want nothing more than to wallow in sorrow, God sends a prophetic word, a sign I have asked for lately, or someone with a kind word. Grace in action, friends.

“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain… ” Hebrews 6:19 

Do you feel undeserving of the Father’s love today? Have you done something you say disqualifies you from being a candidate for redemption? I assure you, God is there, and He has been all along, waiting to hear your voice.

Your words need not be flowery or refined, just come as you are in this moment – broken, weary, confused, doubtful or frustrated. He knew these feelings would attempt to decimate your spirits before you were born. And He waits. God so longs to demonstrate the depth of His grace in our lives.

Relax. There is nothing you or I can do to earn it. Our assignment is simply accepting it and telling others they too can receive this tremendous gift. God’s Grace – infinite, expansive and rooted in radical love which defies all human understanding. 

I pray, friends, that like me, you will accept it. God is here, amid all the noise and messiness of our lives, waiting to comfort and restore your peace.