The Beautiful Bride

The Beautiful Bride

What do you think of when I say the word BRIDE? Being a bride is much more than wearing the perfect white dress and saying: “I do”. Being the ultimate bride is saying YES to Jesus Christ. When you say, “I do” to Him it is transformational. He is your greatest lover; nothing nor no one will ever compare. This “yes” is a journey.  This “yes” is giving permission for your heart to become fully alive. This “yes” is giving Him permission to remove your veil alowing the true you and your beauty to become fully alive. It is the most important “yes” you will ever utter.   Are you ready for more? He is waiting for you at the altar of grace. I said a real YES many years ago and out of that this poem was birthed. It blows me away every time I read it. God has continued the unveiling of my true beauty, and I am in AH! I am His bride! So are you!  Read ON beautiful one —-   THE BRIDE Chains of bondage wrapped so tight One mistake after another, every day and night   Who had I become, and was their any end To the misery, pain, and bondage I was living in   My truth had been distorted, and my heart stripped away Would I always feel this worthless and picked “over” day by day   I continued to give what I had, thinking surely one would see I was worth something, and one would give back to me   But how could I give away, what I did not...
Desperate for God

Desperate for God

Thumbing though old journals, desperate for God to speak, when my eyes fell upon this entry from many years ago. It was a powerful reminder of how far my Good and Faithful Father and has brought me. It was also one of the key unveilings of my true beauty. However, there are many, and every one of them is intertwined and significant to my beauty becoming fully ALIVE. Also, each have played a crucial role in birthing this amazing new women’s retreat coming this April 8-10th “Beauty fully ALIVE”. Let me share one unveiling now: A few years into my second marriage the Lord began awakening a passion in me for women’s hearts and their marriages. But as this passion grew unexpected warfare plummeted into my own young marriage – which immediately led to the enemy’s whispers… ”How can you teach other women when you can’t even get it right yourself”? I realized in that moment my greatest struggle was also my deepest passion. And I was desperate for God. Over the next three years every time there would be a heated discussion between my husband and me I would resent, keep score, pout, personalize, internalize, compare, push away, want revenge, and vow to not need him so much again. His words regardless of their intent were like daggers, which penetrated deeply. Unknowingly I left fragmented pieces festering where they pierced me and they oozed bloody lies covering the truth I was desperate for. This continued on and off. I would fight “worldly”, then surrender, diligently seek the Lord, then feel stronger, be loving, then make failed attempts to...
Why Change?

Why Change?

Change is on the horizon yet my heart is resistant – “why change”? I am too busy, and it is the last thing I feel like doing. However, it’s the most needed. Why can’t I see it clearly? Distracted with life’s curve balls, children, family, business adventures, and many “good things” I am tempted to hang onto the threads of lies. Their familiarity brings false comfort and part of me likes it – so I think. God is calling me to more change, yet my wondering mind is tempted to hide and remain busy. Excuses mount. Rebellion rises. Lies lurk. Stubbornness surmounts. There is a thickness in the air of change, and I must choose to push through the unknown, rise up,  and trust the One leading me out. It’s my choice. In the midst of my chaos and questions I sense more nudging. I must obey. I stop, wait, and listen; and there in the stillness. His grace abounds. His love draws me out, and His light begins to penetrate the shattered fearful places within. His change for me is not to take away but to give more. His change is only an agent to usher me into more wholeness, freedom, and sweetness. He see’s my desperate need. Why can’t I? Why do I resist? What the enemy means for harm, numbness, and destruction God is using for His glory, restoration, and new life. Although change is hard, it’s the fear of change that holds me captive. When I began viewing change as “a new frontier”, and began asking God, “what He is up to in the midst...
Jealousy Trap

Jealousy Trap

JEALOUSY TRAP Her instinctive emotions of jealousy arose often-entrapping feelings of constant unworthiness in her soul. She did not believe she could retain affection, attention, and respect on her own merit, even though it appeared she had it all. She thrived on controlling her surroundings, yet she lacked self-confidence causing constriction in relationships. These constraints and emotions were damaging her relations instead of growing, nourishing, and protecting them. Her jealousy spewed out in competitive actions, quite gossip, and abrupt thoughtless comments, which drove many away. She thought often: “She has more than me; She is prettier and skinner than me; She is more likable than me; Her husband is more spiritual than mine; her child is more talented than mine.” These accusations were nestled in insecurity, mistrust, lies, and fear — a bundle of brokenness. She feared never being loved for her heart alone so she compared and manipulated. Her unrealistic comparisons paralyzed her heart from loving herself, loving her life, and truly loving others. Her constant uncontrolled jealousy festered beneath the surface of every relationship with a destructive manner. The enemy loved her struggle. It was a perfect tool to vandalize her heart. She knew it was wrong yet she felt bound in this jealousy trap. What could she do? Jealousy is intolerance toward someone believed to enjoy an advantage. It is an attitude or feeling with an intense interest for another’s honor or prosperity. Jealousy occurs when we are afraid someone is going to become equal or even superior to us. This kind of jealousy is a sin. Jealousy can be fervently attached to almost anything worth having;...