Embrace the grace you've been given.
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A couple of months ago, one of my closest friends sent me a book for my birthday. Being a wife and mom, it wasn’t until a couple of weeks ago that I finally was able to sit down during the baby’s naptime and delve into it. Very quickly I realized that the theme of the devotional book was on the topic of contentment. To be honest, I knew I needed this. I KNOW I need to be reminded of this today. Every. Single. Day.
Discontentment slips into the heart so quickly- so seemingly innocently- and loves to set up home…. I think in women’s hearts especially. Get on Facebook for any amount of time and you’ll find someone taking a better vacation than you, losing more weight, styling a new haircut, wearing nicer, more expensive clothes, or enjoying a bigger, more beautiful home, etc….the list goes on. And if we’re not careful as women- seeing other’s seemingly perfect lives/bodies/children/homes in front of us- we can easily, so easily, slip into the mode of discontentment and envy. Discontentment at its heart robs us of our joy that should be found in Christ and all the blessings He has given us. It takes a choice, with God’s grace, to speak truth to ourselves in moments of discontent. It takes saying along with the Psalmist, “Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure.” Psalm 16:5.
Contentment is a RESTING and an ACCEPTING of what God has specifically portioned to me, knowing and firmly believing that He is always good, and therefore what He has portioned to me is GOOD.
I’m learning that discontentment leads directly to a lack of joy and a heart of envy, but that contentment is a beautiful, sweet grace that leads to a peace and joy no matter what my circumstance may be. It causes me then to be happy, truly happy, for others and the portion He has given them. It is my prayer and my desire, by God’s grace, to be a woman with a true heart of contentment. I want to be able to say along with Paul, “…for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret…I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:11-13.
“The difference between who you are & who you want to be is what you do!” I love that quote so much because it’s true. Painfully true. Inspirationally true. {So inspiring that I made up a word for it – inspirationally!}
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This post is written from my long time friend, Angela. I hope it will be a blessing to you.
“I am overwhelmed with joy in the Lord my God! For He has dressed me with the clothing of salvation, and draped me in a robe of righteousness.” Isaiah 61:10 (NLT)
He has dressed me.
My granddaughters are at the age that they enjoy dressing their dolls. In fact, two of the younger ones enjoy dressing up everything…, themselves, stuffed animals, the dog…! And they want everyone to see how BEAUTIFUL their “dirls” look (that’s three year old Lily talk for ‘girls’) with EVERY outfit! Such fun.
I get overwhelmed easily. I write quite a bit about being overwhelmed. But this overwhelmed is a good thing! It’s being overwhelmed with joy in the Lord, my God. Let’s break it down.
Overwhelmed —with JOY!
Overwhelmed with joy —-IN THE LORD!
Overwhelmed with joy in the Lord MY GOD!
Why?? What has me overwhelmed?
He has dressed me.
HE…THE LORD MY GOD…has dressed me.
He has dressed me with THE CLOTHING OF SALVATION!
He has draped me in a ROBE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Thinking of my God delighting in dressing me the way my granddaughters delight in dressing their dolls just gave me a whole new perspective on this truth. I know salvation is of the Lord. It is definitely more about Him than it is about me, I just enjoy the benefits of His great salvation. But thinking of how it delights the Father to dress me in His clothing of salvation, to imagine Him draping me with His robe of righteousness, well, it does something to me.
I remember the way my Dad looked at me on my wedding day, seeing me standing there in Mama and Daddy’s bedroom in my gown. He teared up and couldn’t say much, just that I was beautiful, that he loved me, and that I would always be his little girl. Then, “It’s time to go.” He may not even remember it. It was 35 years ago, but I remember it still. It brings a smile to my face, and when he is gone it will likely bring a tear to my eye, and overwhelm me with joy.
That’s sort of what I felt when I read this verse and really gave it some thought, picturing a loving Father embracing me with His love this way. I am overwhelmed with joy. The Lord my God has personally clothed me with His salvation and draped me in His robe of righteousness. Maybe you don’t have that kind of relationship with an earthly father; you can’t picture this kind of tender moment. I’m sorry. But I want you to know that God loves you that way. He aches to have you experience the depth of that kind of love, one that would get personally involved in your life, and give you of Himself all He has to offer. Believe me, once you grasp it, it with overwhelm you with joy too.
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We all are asked to live a life of obedience, from birth until we die, yet obeying can be so difficult!
We have to obey parents, we have to obey teachers, we have to obey employers…and we’ll always have to obey God.
It is easy to get incredibly frustrated with how difficult it is to obey. We often want to be able to fix everything that is ugly and wrong in our hearts. We want our hearts to be pure and whole and we want this right now!
Ever feel like this?
There once was a man who lived in a monastery. His job was to wash dishes, and his name was Brother Lawrence. Brother Lawrence is remembered for the intimacy of his relationship with God, especially while doing tasks that we would consider mundane. Such as washing dishes. One of his friends recorded Brother Lawrence as saying that perhaps God doesn’t want us to try to fix everything in our hearts all at once. Perhaps God only wants us to focus on one or two things at a time while we allow Him to change our hearts:
‘When an occasion of practicing some virtue was offered, he addressed himself to God saying, “Lord, I cannot do this unless Thou enable me”. Then he received strength more than sufficient. When he had failed in his duty, he only confessed his fault saying to God, “I shall never do otherwise, if you leave me to myself. It is You who must hinder my failing and mend what is amiss.” Then, after this, he gave himself no further uneasiness about it.’
Why do we feel as though we must agonize over our disobedience? Why do we think that we must be pure before we are worthy of God’s love, worthy to ask Him for anything? Isn’t that the whole point of the cross…that we cannot be worthy on our own?
In Mark 9, a father brings his demon-possessed son to Jesus’ disciples who are unable to cast out the demon. Why do they fail? The disciples try to cast the demon out without prayer, without asking for God’s help.
Does this sound familiar? This is what most of us do so often. We try so hard to cast out our own failures, our sin, the ugliness of our hearts without asking for help. Just as the disciples did, we underestimate the power of evil in the world and in ourselves. We don’t see how weak and proud we are.
Then Jesus has an exchange with the father that can give us such hope!
“This man asks Jesus, “Would you heal my son?” And Jesus says, “Everything is possible for him who believes.” In other words, “I can do it if you will only believe.” The father responds, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” In other words, “I’m trying so hard but I can’t rid my heart of doubts.” Then Jesus heals the man’s son.
This is incredible news! We don’t have to be pure, to be perfectly confident in order to gain the ear of Jesus. We only must admit our helplessness and ask for His grace.
It is a beautiful and reassuring truth that the things we struggle with most in our daily lives are the very things that God wants us to hand over to Him. The issues over which we fight and despair are the very issues that we cannot handle on our own. These sins are the ones that drive us into the arms of God, that make us fall to our knees, pleading with Him to heal our hearts.
Jesus could have told the man, “I am God. Do not come before me with doubts and imperfections. First rid yourself of all sin and impurity and then I will heal your son.” Praise God that He does not come close to saying that!
When we come to Jesus with all of our doubts and imperfections, when we say to Him, “I am not obedient and I do not have the strength to obey on my own. I beg You to heal my heart” then we are demonstrating our faith in Jesus rather than in ourselves.
This is true saving faith: when we tell God that if He wants our broken and ugly hearts to change, He must mend and clean them Himself, and then leave ourselves in His tender care. This is the faith of the father rather than the faith of the disciples.
We are, after all, incapable of changing hearts whether our own or someone else’s. And this is good. It is good for us to understand that we are weak and He is strong. It is good for us to truly comprehend that our hearts cannot heal themselves. It is good for us to realize our complete and total dependence on Him. If we could heal our own hearts, our pride would know no end. We would push God to the side and declare Him unneeded.
What a beautiful grace this all is.
To be able to confess to God when we fail and then leave it with Him ~ this is grace. To allow Him to change us while we simply rest in His love ~ this is grace. To leave to God the work of making our hearts beautiful while we focus on and enjoy the sweet relationship we have with Him ~ this is grace.
Praise God for the good news of His grace!
May you remember this grace instead of being frustrated with your inability to obey. May you fall to your knees, confess your unbelief, and be able to feel peace, knowing that God’s Spirit is right now in the process of healing your sin-sick heart.
Art credits: Sketch of Brother Lawrence from Fleming Revell Co.; Christ Healing the Blind Man by Eustache Le Sueur
My middle child has been ridiculously punky lately.
By “ridiculous” I mean “lying next to her older sister in bed and continuously punching her in the arm” and “kicking the chair mommy is sitting in and moving her feet closer and closer to mommy’s legs while looking straight at mommy with a scowl until she finally kicks mommy. Hard.” and “full-body tackling her eight-month-old baby sister”. That kind of ridiculousness.
Part of the trouble is that she’s been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. Part of the trouble is that she is three. Part of the trouble is that she is human and doesn’t want to obey or be loving much of the time.
This is me. It is most of us when we are honest with ourselves.
“Be holy” says God. But we don’t want to be holy. We want to cling to our busyness and our pride and our little insignificant sins that really are more foundational than we would like for them to be.
There is a piece of all of us that doesn’t want to be healed, a piece that is a bit afraid of what we might grow up to become. We want, instead, our own way. We desire to gain the things that we want rather than the thing that we most need.
So put away all malice and all deceit and hypocrisy and envy and all slander. Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation – if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.
We all have some malice deep inside of us, that part of our heart that does not want what is best for everyone else around us. We all put on our masks of deceit and hypocrisy to hide the complex struggles that wage war within our hearts. We all feel the sharp stings of envy and overlay a caricature on those around us, one that often keeps us from loving them.
Yet every now and then, even in the midst of this world and even in the middle of our own lives that try to hide from holiness, we feel a pang of longing, we catch a glimpse of overwhelming light, and it stuns us into silence.
Perhaps it happens while standing in front of a painting by a master. Perhaps it happens in the middle of a piece of music or at the end of a book. Perhaps it happens when you see one child helping another.
Every once in awhile we surprise ourselves with a longing to be holy, a yearning to have what Jesus had.
And yet we have our moments. Every once in a while, I think, we actually long to be what out of darkness and mystery we are called to be; when we hunger for holiness even so, even if we would never dream of using the word. ~ Frederick Buechner
It is just because of these moments that I believe that we truly belong to holiness. It is because we belong, in the end, to God that we are so deeply moved by these moments.
So be kind. Speak honestly about the ways in which you doubt and fear. Give away when you can manage to overcome your desire to clutch tightly.
(These are some) of the doors that holiness enters the world through, enters us through. ~ Buechner
Art credit: Light photo by Kirk Sewell; Coin du bassin aux nympheás by Monet
Do you ever battle with comparison or giving in to illusions that are not truth?
When you think everyone else has it all – or at least has it all together – you can trick yourself into comparing and thinking you are ‘less than’, in two seconds flat! You may not even be aware of it. We have all done it… we see someone whom we admire or want to be like, and we tend to see only what they project. We don’t mean to be judging on outward appearance, or social status, or what they seem to have or not have, but it happens. I think it would help us to remember that while they may appear confident and sure of themselves, chances are that may not be their reality.
They may appear to have it all, but the secret is they are most likely just as nervous, scared, uncertain, or insecure as you are. We seldom get a glimpse inside to know if the image they project is an act of courage on their part or something they have had to fight for and grow into. Either way, we can learn so much if we are willing to be honest and share real life.
We all want to give off a great first impression, to put our best foot forward… Oh we want to be confident and secure, bold and loving life. Some days, we are. But if we’re honest, we all have those other days – and I think that if we would be more open to sharing our true lives, we’d find a deeper sense of connection to one another! Often as we really get to know people, we are surprised to find out that they have struggles, too.
I remember hosting a gathering of amazing women in a living room last winter. We chatted over coffee and watched Ann Voskamp talk about finding joy, counting gifts, and being real. The video was over and we were daring each other to share truth… to share an insecurity, a prayer request, something that we could come around and pray in agreement for the power to overcome it – whatever ‘it’ was!
We went around the room, one by one, giving a glimpse into something that we struggle with… self-doubt, fear, lack of confidence, a poverty mindset. The list went on and on, but what I found the most intriguing was the look of utter shock on the faces of the women around the room.
This gathering was one filled with impressive talents and giftings… with powerful women, mothers, servants, leaders… and what we found the most surprising was not that they would admit these vulnerabilities, but that they had them at all in the first place!
We seemed at a loss for words when one of the gals who appears so put together and in control of things shared how she was afraid of rejection… at once, all of us thought, “Wait? You?” (or more accurately, “Wait? You too?”) When we are honest and willing to share our real lives – even the lives that we live sometimes hidden behind masks – we find that we are not alone. We find a surprising Community that invites us in, that knows what we feel like and what we overcome on any given day because they feel and overcome the same things. We find we are more alike than we once believed… and in finding that, we find the boldness to keep on being real; to keep on living out loud.
So I encourage you to take down the masks… stop bowing to the pressure to be anything or anyone more than who you are, right now, in this day! We don’t need to be perfect…
Let’s give grace… to ourselves and to others around us. When we are scared, when we fail, or when we want to run and hide, let us find community both here online and there (wherever that may be for you) in real life. May we take the risk to be real… to not hide or project an image that is not us. May we be vulnerable enough to let others see the real us… and in doing so, may we see ourselves a bit more clearly, too.
I am finding that as we do this, we will remember that no one really has it all together. We’re also more open to learning from others’ strengths and to reaching out and helping in their weaknesses. When we know that we know that we know that we don’t have to have it all together, …there is such freedom in that!
How do you battle being Vulnerable? Have you found Community that is willing to risk being Vulnerable, and willing to live life out loud? I’d love to hear about it!
Speak Life. Be Love. Shine On.
~Karrilee~
Karrilee is a Wife, a Mother, Daughter, Sister, Friend…
She is a Writer, Reader, Pray-er, Photographer, Beach Lover, Laugh Seeker, Life living person, serving God to the best of her ability! She lives in the PNW with her husband and nearly grown girlie and is passionate about diving in deeper with the Lord and inviting others to discover how personal, intimate, abundant His Love is for them! Her life message? Speak Life. Be Love. Shine On. She loves to share what is on her heart and what the Lord is speaking to her at: http://abidingloveaboundinggrace.blogspot.com
I am feeling discouraged today.
It is easy for me to heap guilt and shame onto my own head.
I have tried and tried and tried yet again to keep my temper. Sometimes I succeed for the first ten transgressions, at other times it only takes one, yet at some point I always fail.
I yell, I spit ugly words through clenched teeth, I point an unyielding finger as I hiss.
Why is this so difficult? I would gladly lay down my life for these babes of mine, yet I seem unable to lay down my pride and my temper for even one day.
It seems that I am not the only one. Several of my favorite bloggers have recently written about their own struggles in this.
I wish so much that I could say this ugliness is not really me, that I didn’t mean any of it.
…for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks. ~ Luke 6.45
Yet that is what I chose in that moment. I chose anger.
No matter the jarring, a jar of fresh water can’t spill filthy water. When you’re upset, you upset what’s really in you.
I feel fairly certain that I will never win “this full out war against my own angry, shouty spirit”.
And I am learning that this is okay. That God will make it okay.
I am learning that the things I struggle with the most in my daily life are the very things that God wants me to hand over to Him.
The issues over which I fight and despair are what I CANNOT handle on my own. These sins are the ones that drive me into the arms of God, that make me fall to my knees begging Him to heal my heart.
And this is good.
It is good for me to understand that I am weak and He is strong. It is good for me to truly comprehend my heart that cannot heal itself. It is good for me to realize my complete and total dependence on Him. If I could heal my own heart, my pride would know no end. I would push God to the side and declare Him unneeded.
It is also good for my not-perfect children to see their not-perfect mommy fall on her knees in repentance, asking God to help her love better. It is good for my sinful children to see their sinful mommy admit her pride and anger and ask for their forgiveness.
How else will they learn what to do when their own hearts erupt with sin disease of their own?
I am grateful, so very grateful, for the grace that turns my ugliness into beauty, the grace that helps both me and my children to love God and each other in a more perfect way.
If you’ve been following my blog, you will know that my husband’s employer experienced significant changes last year, and those changes eliminated three hundred jobs, including Tom’s.
We have focused on the Lord throughout, finding comfort and reassurance in verses such as Proverbs 3:5-6, which encourage us to, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”
As of today, it’s been more than one year.
Tom and I are intentionally reflecting on the Lord’s faithful character. We rejoice in His provision. We rest in His unseen plan. But may I be honest? There are days when our focus shifts to the immediate sting of our circumstances.
The financial difficulties caused by unemployment.
The uncertainty of our future.
The relentless process of job hunting and devastating rejections.
On those days when we divert our focus, confidence and courage soon give way to doubt and fear. That once-clear focus is blurred, and we become overwhelmed and overtaken by shortsightedness and unbelief.
When Peter walked on water, his focus was diverted (Matthew 14:29-31). Peter got out of the boat, walked on water, his sights set on Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid. As Peter focused on the swirling storm water, he took his eyes off of the Lord and started to sink.
When Tom and I choose to focus on our stormy circumstances instead of God, we can be swamped by that storm. We tread choppy waters of doubt. Fear leaves us drenched and exhausted. We thrash about in swells of unbelief and end up wiped out, worn out, and washed out.
What can we learn from Peter?
We learn to live by faith, and not by sight.
On a particularly rough day, when it felt like we were sinking under the weight of anxiety, we created a trust list.
This trust list outlined actions Tom and I could take each day to increase our trust in God.
That included daily bible study and worship. It included going over God’s promises and eliminating distractions. It also included simple things such as daily exercise. We took care to focus on God, and to take care of ourselves by sleeping well, eating healthy, and avoiding those things that weighed us down.
Are you in a storm? Is it hard to focus? Put your eyes on Him as you read scripture and pray. Sing and play praise music. List the lessons and blessings in today’s storm. Revisit the Lord’s faithfulness from past experience to identify His provision for today.
Our Lord knows every concern on your heart. He sees the swirling waters of your circumstances.
His focus is on you. You can place your confidence in the Lord for He is more powerful than any storm you will encounter.
Just as Tom and I continue to experience, God is mighty and able to give each of us what we need in the midst of the storm.
Take Him by the hand, focus on His strength, and keep Him in your sights.
“For we live by faith, not by sight.”2 Corinthians 5:7 (NIV) Isaiah 32:2a, “Each one be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm.” (NIV) Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” (NIV) Philippians 4:19, “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” (NIV) Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” (NIV)
As soon as I knew I would be writing here at Embracing Grace, I knew I wanted to write this post.
Well… I don’t know that I WANTED to – but I knew that I needed to.
You see, I strongly believe in the power of friendship; in being fully invested. I believe in the sisterhood of compassion… in a community of like-minded people living real life, honestly and side by side. I remember reading a quote from LeAnn Rimes recently where she said, “Honesty is a key to living an authentic life… I found that a lot of people walk through life rather than truly living – I’ve been there.” Ah yes… I have been there too!
For years now, I have determined to truly live.. I have a sneaking suspicion that some friends are becoming uncomfortable with me, as I become more and more comfortable in my own skin! I have been on a journey to live out loud – to be real… to be consistent in who I am – wherever I am. Some people embrace that, and some people hold you at arms length – unsure of how to react. But this should not detour us from living who we are; from stepping into all that we feel called to be! I believe with all of my heart that we are called to Be Love and that God, in all His awesomeness, gave us family and friends so that we could learn how to be that. Family was His idea… and friends… well – the Apostle John would tell you He had a few of those as well… or – at least one, right? (John – the one whom Jesus loved… yeah – John was pretty secure in their friendship!)
I live in a small town. The same small town I was born and raised in. I have been blessed with friendships over the years that have stood the test of time (and the tests of the enemy!). Some have been but for a season and we either grew apart, parted ways, or simply got busy with new hobbies and new people. However, it’s those forever friends that test you the most… that see you at your best and at your worst… and that often require the most Grace from you!
To be completely honest, I was hoping to be writing this piece under different circumstances. I had hoped that before I sat down to write, I’d have the chance to sit down to chat with one of my forever friends. Life is busy and wounds are healing and sometimes… well, sometimes we have to extend grace and just be OK with not having all the answers… with not knowing all the why’s or understanding the what-really-happened’s. Sometimes we don’t get the happy ending, all tied up in ribbons and bows!
Oh – we WANT that! Of course we do! We WANT the happily ever after and the movie script ending… we want our friendships to run deep and stay trouble-free at the same time…. we want our kids to live on easy street – always making perfect choices, never having to deal with pain… but this is not reality now, is it?
No – this is not what grows us up, makes us stronger, and tests our faith. Jesus said Himself that in this world we would have trouble… but He overcame the world! Here’s the thing: we can too… when we remember to Be Love and to put our Grace On!
I have lived my life with this precious friend… we have raised children and taken vacations, we have changed churches and addresses and hair styles (and hair colors)… we have laughed until we cried and cried until there were no words… together.
While our relationship has a tendency to ebb and flow… routines change, and priorities shift, hobbies grab hold, and circles enlarge. However – whether we talked weekly or monthly, I always felt secure in the fact that if she needed me – she’d know I would be there… and vice versa. We had fallen into an unhealthy flow over the years, where there would be several months of silence, never knowing why. Grace always covered and Love drew us back… and we would pick up where we left off.
However, something happened… an event that we didn’t plan for and couldn’t see coming. It knocked me off balance and broke my heart… my world was spinning and there were some days that I struggled to just keep breathing. Assumptions were made (on both of our parts); grace was lacking, walls went up. For both of us I think we felt justified in building protection and needing space – and oh how I wish I would have reached out right then and there – with grace in one hand, and boldness in the other. But instead… I smoldered.
I could not believe what was happening – both in my life and in our friendship. I can only speak for myself in how I felt – but I went from being a Mama Bear to extending grace in admitting I would probably have reacted the same way in the beginning. But then time passed and it was no longer the ‘beginning’ and I began to feel abandoned… all alone, carrying a burden too heavy… and I wondered where was the grace? Where was the grace that I needed… that others needed… that we all needed? I began to entertain whispers of the enemy, justifying my hurts. I was wounded… but I am sure she was too and if I am in this thing long term – which I am – then I needed to find enough grace for me – that would overflow and cover her.
The only place that I know of that is abundant in Grace is at the foot of the Cross. As I bowed down under the flow, He did an amazing thing. He did what Ann with no ‘e’ says in her book, ‘one thousand gifts’ – He took a Hard Eucharisteo and showed me some Ugly Beautiful. He showed me a lesson that I wouldn’t have learned had I not walked through this situation with my friend. He actually made me thankful!
A year… it was nearly a year to the day that we didn’t talk.
Remember, we live in the same small town. We go to the same large church. We have kids the same age and our husbands are friends. It was one long awkward, sad, messy year.
I’d love to tell you that I found it in my heart to bridge the gap and reach out… I did not. I was stubborn and only ever so slowly allowing Grace to work it’s healing in me. No – ironically it was yet another event that brought us both to our knees, in prayer, in agreement, together! One heart, one purpose… and God is just oh so smart!
I’d love to say it is all magically better… It is not.
It is better… we talk. We love each other… I know that she knows that if she needs me – I am there.
And even this week when we were unable to carve out time to sit and really talk about deeper things, and get to the heart of the matter… I am leaning in to God and embracing His grace…, extending it to her when I can. I am having to be OK with not knowing the whys… she doesn’t even know the whys.
But what I DO know is that I believe in the power of friendship and I believe in investing fully… I don’t take for granted the history that I have with this friend and I intend to build upon it!
We are all in process and it does us well to remember that! When we are fully invested in the relationships in our lives – we know that there are ups and downs, good times and trying times… but in ALL times – thank God – there is Grace!
What about you, friend? Are you walking through a rough time with a friend? Do you need grace for yourself; for your friend?
How do you invest in the friendships that God has given you and what do you do when you can sense distance creeping in, and wounds festering deep?
May I invite you to join me – under the flow of grace, at the foot of the Cross!
I’d be honored to pray with you.
Speak Life. Be Love. Shine On.
~Karrilee~
