Through her eyes.

Through her eyes,
I see a world that is vivid and full of hope.
In her I see strength,
patience,
and joy.

She may have lost one of the things that we feel we cannot live without, but she is not at all in the dark. My best friend may be blind, but she is aware of many things that you are not.

Sometimes I feel as though I don't see her full potential. I don't realize everything that she is quite capable of on her own. She surprises me with her ability and her wittiness about life. She is one of the strongest and most patient people I know.

I think about how many times on the trip across the country that I talked back or cut off my family as they tried to give me advice for different things; yet, when we would tell her things that I soon realized she already knew, she humbly acknowledged what we were saying. She had gentle and calm responses.

And, though she may go through trials, she keeps joy. She is one of the few people I can talk to about anything and I can't go a conversation without laughing. She has a true Christlikeness about her and is willing to admit that she doesn't know everything yet and that she does not have it all together yet.

Sometimes I wonder as I lead her on my arm, what it must be like to have to trust somebody that much. I think, without a doubt, that it builds a kind of character... the kind of character talked about in Romans 5:

"Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,2 through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God. 3 And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; 4 and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; 5 and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us."

As I close my eyes, while we drive through these painted hills, I imagine what she envisions as we describe the desert to her. She hangs on every detail and does not merely recite back our description when we talk about it later. Her world is full of beauty, just as mine is. And I would've thought that I would lose so much hope in a situation like that. I imagine what any other person might do in these circumstances. But, like a flower pushing through the hardest soil, she is resilient and thrives. She lets the hardest rain drops roll off of her back and when the harshest rays of the sun come, she stretches her leaves out during challenge. She is not afraid to try new things and she doesn't complain about her circumstances. She continues to hope and trust in the Lord, and she gives me great encouragement as one of my role models.

Looking for Prince Charming

So, what is it with this search for a prince charming? My friend joked around with me the other day about almost picking up a book called "Looking for My Boaz".

It may sound silly or trivial talking about it like that, but inherently as girls and women we are looking for those healthy, right relationships with men. We are searching for men who will affirm our identity and enforce natural beauty found within.

I know for me, I have not had the experiences that some women have, yet I know that some of the ways I have been treated in the past have not been right. It is the power in acknowledging this that fuels the wheels of change in society. It is acknowledging and discussion that gets the ball rolling. We have to be open to share so that people become aware, and for ourselves, for healing.

I am fortunate enough to have wonderful friends, both male and female, who can affirm who I am in Christ and build me up in truth. I have learned so much through the guys who have had an openness, humility and those who have shown what I would say is good old-fashioned chivalry (yes, it does still exist). I have been encouraged that I am his daughter who will do great things. It is just that, we need to know that we were born for greatness, and not just to be minimized to a housewife or somebody's object. We need to know that we have unique gifts and talents that can play a key role in bringing forth His kingdom.

On the other hand, there are some issues that are looked at as solely women's issues, while it is male support that is needed. It takes two sides, unique giftings, and balance to overcome these problems. It takes a unity of people from all races, ethnicities, genders, and backgrounds to help conquer these mountains of sex slavery and child exploitation. Most importantly, it takes a tuning in to the only one who has the power to defeat it all. It takes a tuning into His wildly beating heart, a deep and furious longing that can only be known in certain capacities.

So, Lord, we say,"We want to know you more. Show us the depths of your heart. Show us the reach of Your love. Teach us to love like You love, to focus on the things that You focus on. Break our hearts for what breaks Yours. Let us love like You have loved us. Unite us in Your love and let us head boldly into the unknown, to the places You have called us. Let us trust you with all that we are and listen for Your voice as we press into these dark places. Let Your light shine bright."

All that I am is yours...

...My peace...
...My joy...
...My righteousness...
...My love...

Have it all...

As Jonathan David Helser said, "How many times has my son come to me saying 'Father, I beseech thee! If thee could spare one bit of food from thine cabinet...'?" We don't hear children saying many things like that to their parents because they already know that what the parents own is theirs as well.

Our Father wants to give us good things. He wants to bless us. He wants us to be comfortable in coming to Him. He wants us to know He is listening. I don't know how many times that God has reminded me that He is listening. Just yesterday He spoke a word to me that brought me to tears, knowing I had not cried out in vain. I had spilled out my heart and He said, "I'm listening". There is nothing more comforting than the Father's embrace.

We must never forget all His benefits (Psalm 103) and the sacrifice that Christ made on the cross for us. He laid His life down for a relationship and a partnership. He is completely open to us and wants us to enjoy life with Him. Let's not waste another day holding on to what we're afraid to let go of or waste it selfishly storing away what's been freely given. Let's freely give back what we've been given and let's live in full surrender to the One who gave it all for us.

Because He first loved...
Because He gave His all...
Because He first surrendered everything...
Because He first suffered and took it all for us...

I can love.
I can live.
I can give.
I can surrender all.
I can suffer and take everything,
with His strength, His peace, His love,
surging through my veins,
sustaining me,
with You, Lord,
I can do anything.

Father, You give good gifts.

Nights like these, I just can't sleep...
Like the psalmist, I lie on my bed and meditate.
For all that You've done,
I am ever grateful.
What if I had to spend life climbing
Rung after rung,
A never-ending spiral,
A cycle,
That I could never get myself out of?
Just to reach the top
and find I had still
Fallen short,
Of all that you are:
Perfect,
Holy,
Blameless,
Merciful,
Gracious,
Loving...
Enough to love a wretch like me,
Compelled to save and set me free,
Overwhelmed with a passion to never leave.
You sent Your Son.
He died for me.
Yet, that was not the end...
After you set me free
You made sure I'd never be alone
You couldn't bare to be apart from me.
Now when I'm weak,
You carry me.
Now when I am hungry,
You fill me up.
When I am lost,
You guide me.
When I find myself in the midst of darkness,
You outshine the darkness,
You remind me that I'm not alone.
You empower me.
You encompass and protect me.
Burning within,
You fill me
with a joy this world cannot explain...
My heart cannot contain the love
Exploding from deep inside!

Alice, at last

I seem to have fallen down again,
Tumbled into a hole I can't climb out of.
I go to speak but everyone else is a world away.
I try to think of some other way to reach them
But it feels like I've bumped my head.
No words come out.
So I continue on about my day
This potion is making me move slowly
"Time is ticking," you say
Yet I can't seem to quicken my pace.
Everyone is so happy here,
I join the tea party
Hoping that my joy will be restored.
Laughter and dancing fill the room
I just can't seem to find it in me
To bring myself to participate.
It looks like fun,
And there is a hint,
A faint memory
Of what used to be.
A girl that enjoyed and readily did these sorts of things.

I roamed far like this
Searching for a way back
To the place I had come from,
Yet I found myself deep in a dark forest
Where the laughter of the mockingbird grew.
There was no hope in sight.
Then I looked up
And I found...
You.
With a gentleness about You,
You spoke to me.
You led me and guided me,
But most of all You were the best companion I could have ever had.
You readied me for battle
And when the battle came
You were there.
As I moved swift and bold
With a courage none had seen
I remembered everything You said and it kept me alive.
With every moment I looked forward to simply being with You forever.
Though the dragon was big and fierce,
I saw past its tough facade.
With a double-edged sword raised high
I looked it in the eyes,
And told it to go.
Shocked it turned away
But it was too late...
It met its fate.
Then I turned to see You standing there,
With a look of contentment you stared.
"Alice, at last."
You had seen it all along,
What I was afraid was gone.
With You...
And only with You
I know that I can make it through.

YOU ARE GREATER.

Greater than my struggles.

Greater than my fears...

You are Lord over all.

I have been reflecting a bit on Thailand and realized that every time I look back the things that stand out most were the hardships... not all that God had done... while I was aware of what He was doing there, I still became intimidated easily.

Then, I thought about my past.

As I look back I see many, many times God has rescued me; yet the sting of fear and painful memories remains. I want to be able to look back with the perspective of, "God you are and always have been greater."

I have seen how the enemy has tried to scare me,  to take my eyes off of the One that stands ready to pick me up and carry me. I refuse to let him distract me with meaningless worries.

I will stand on truth and proclaim His goodness.

"You have overcome the world."

Love and Grace that came to me...

"I was a middle son,

Between two wayward ones.
I was more deserving of my parent's love."

I'm sitting here reflecting on my story and how far God has brought me from that point...
The place where I felt deserving, not because God laid down His life for me, but because I felt "good enough". I was not fully aware of just how much my God had done for me. After reading a passage from Joshua Harris last week, I am amazed! Do you realize he died for every sin ever imagined. When you really think about it, that's incredible!

Not only was he bruised and beaten for every sin, he stands defending each one in intercession. He would gladly stand up for and defend a sinner, someone completely undeserving, all for love.

What other God do we know that would do that for man?

But what is man?


Yet... He lavishes his love upon us, chooses to call us sons and daughters.

Revolutionary... Indestructible... Inseparable LOVE.

The song I quoted at the beginning goes on to say: "I was a Pharisee. I never saw my need for grace. Then Your love it came to me, stood next to mine and I saw that I was poor."

I am finding it important to remember who God is... to take a look at the compassionate, kind, gracious Savior... and to look true love in the eyes, to let Him transform a self-seeking, limited heart into an outward focused heart with unlimited capacity to love. I start remembering things like the fact that I used to think I was "good enough" and remembering my sin, but not to dwell on it, rather to remember that I have been forgiven; to give praise to the One who is deserving. For he who is forgiven much, loves much. Thank goodness I did not stay in that state of pride for long... I couldn't. The Holy Spirit knew that, that would only bring death.

Though, I still have more that I am dealing with in having a heart change, in being renewed and transformed; I rejoice for all that God has done.

Time for takeoff!

A while ago a friend of mine gave me a word:
"The door stands open..."
And while the whole thing was simple and powerful, I didn't quite get the full picture.
"The door stands open, I see you running. Take my hand, I'll lead you through."

What He sees is more than I could ever see... Yet, I'm seeing more now standing here with a greater view.

Tonight I heard the story of an eagle, a great, majestic bird, ruler of the skies; it had been locked up for ten years. The owners decided to free it after those ten years, but when they opened the door it didn't know what to do. It was locked in the invisible cage created by his mind. He would move no further than the only place he knew. But when another eagle flew by and called out the caged bird became a free bird. It took the realization from truth to get that bird out of the cage ( from "Brave Worship" by Jonathan David Helser).

Harriet Tubman once said that she could've freed more slaves if they only realized they were slaves.

It takes an awareness of who you truly are to walk out in the full freedom that you have been given.

You need to know that the truth is you are a child of God and the enemy wants you to believe everything contradictory to that.

We have a Father that created us because He wanted children... He delights in you. He has a plan and a purpose for you.

I am discovering more of my purpose. I know one thing... I will let out a freedom cry, sing the song of truth that the captives are yearning to hear. I am learning to step out of that mental cage and I am going to stop crawling back in it... Cause I am no longer a slave to fear. I am going to believe I am who God says I am and be bold, strong and courageous.

You are beautiful, fearfully and wonderfully made. You are His beloved child, delighted in. I sing a song of freedom, of His love... A song that has always been sung. He placed the planets in motion, set the stars in the sky... He came to Earth as a babe, thought of you and I. He loves you. You were worth it. He believes in you and you are not a slave to fear! You belong to Him!

It has always been...Your love.

When I wake in the morning with a joy I can't explain
As the sunlight peeks through the windows
My heart races with possibilities.

I walk down the street and my heart floods with songs: songs of Your grace.
I see the clouds set so perfectly in the sky, perched in a blue vault, vast and calm.
I begin to ponder about all that You've done for me...
It was the way You thought me out,
It was every moment of perfection made from this brokenness.
It was the splendor of roses, wild flowers, sunsets, and butterflies arranged so beautifully.
It was the way you knew what I liked, what I missed;
A bluebird lighting on a tree,
Not just one, but two, dancing merrily.
You reminded me that You had me in Your hand.
It was the way You showed me I can trust and let go,
The way You surprise me.
You are the only One who knows everything about me.
It was Your love,
Your love that sustained me,
Your love that surrounds me,
Your love that upholds me.
Jesus, it's Your love.
Your love conquers,
Your love sees and knows all,
Your love that is strong.

It's Your love that speaks to hearts and seeps deeper than any wound.
Thank You, it's this love I will never be separated from.

I need You more.

"I need You more than this breath I'm breathing, more than this feeling I'm feeling inside me. Without You, Lord, I am dead and hopeless. You're the only love that puts life in me." -Great Awakening

As I went about this crazy last week of classes I caught myself saying, "I don't have enough time right now" or "I guess I'll have to wait until later" when it came to time spent with the Lord.

The truth was... when would I find time if my sole desire was not to spend time with the Lord?

Yes, I may have thought that was my earnest intent; but if I had the desperation of Zacheus or the woman reaching for Jesus' hem in the midst of a crowd, I would make the time. If I was genuine in wanting to spend time with the One I love I wouldn't have just gone through the motions and said "that seems enough".

Now, I'm finding myself at the point near tears, apologizing to a Savior who so gently comforts me. These tears well up because He has given everything for me. He is the most gracious and loving of fathers and He is always there to comfort me. He waits for me to turn to Him, not just in times of need but to laugh with Him, to talk to Him, to tell Him my dreams and desires. Time spent with Him is precious and I want to take advantage of it.

I need You more.

More than the things that seem so important and vital,

You are my heartbeat.

You give me the strength to tackle these monstrous giants,

To scale these walls,

To move these mountains.

And now I hear you calling me,

"Where are you?"

I will skip through the garden to Your side

Anxious to hear what You have to say.

Envelop me in your love and grace

Let me look up into Your eyes,

Those eyes that pierce like light through a churning fog,

Those eyes that soothe like the sound of rain on a tin roof.

I want to be lost in Your love.

Pray...

without ceasing.

And without thinking the words burst forth.

It was one of those "aha!" moments where something that I have known caught fire and began to burst in the flame of passion that comes with revelation. I was talking with a friend about prayer and asking how I could better support her. I admitted with honesty that I had not prayed for her since the event I was praying about ended. Yet, I have realized that because one prayer is answered or there seems to be no dire need, that is no reason to stop praying.

"Why should we stop praying when the enemy doesn't ever stop?"

Those were the words that rang in my mind after they left my lips. We had just talked about unity and the picture came to mind of soldiers in disarray. If one wants to do this, and one wants to do that instead of following the orders of the commander, or even waiting to see what the orders are, what will ever be accomplished? And, furthermore, what injuries will occur?

We need to first lay ourselves aside and tune in to what God is doing, His heart, and hear the things that He is saying. We need to take the same passion that we place in so many other things and PRAY. God desires wholehearted petitions. No matter the eloquence or word choice, when we pray with a passion and with a deep concern something shifts. It is the hand of God. He is there waiting for us to cry out, searching for one, just one to stand in the gap. We could be one of those worldchangers that the Bible describes, moving God's heart with the words of one cry.

I have heard countless stories and I have my own of lives being changed through just one prayer. There have been stories of huge events in history, or shall I say well-known events (for nothing is too big for our God), with a big turning point that happened because of people's prayers. Politicians have been influenced through interactions with people that prayed for an opportunity to reach out to them. I, myself, have seen my prayers answered with a swiftness I did not expect. They were always simple, yet earnest prayers. Things in my own life that seemed impossible by the world's standards but, as I said before, they are not impossible with my God.

Sometimes I think that I struggle with going through routines and doing things because I know that I need to, but what would happen if I changed my mentality to one of partnering with the Great Intercessor? What if I had the persistence that matched the urgency of the issues at hand?

This life is more than just going through the motions and it is more than satisfying a need for things or even love and attention. It is a battle, a restoring of a kingdom, a rescuing of the lost and a healing of the broken. In this grand adventure prayer is key.

The vast expanse

Tonight, as I sat on the beach looking at the stars I felt small compared to the expanse before me. I looked up at the clouds covering the moon and thought about where I was. I was far from home, I knew that well. I watched the lights from houses nestled in the rocks glimmer on the water below. "Did you ever think that this would be where you would be at this age?" A friend questioned leaning forward to search for our eyes in the night.

It is questions like this that never cease to amaze me. Where did I think I would be at this age? What did I think I would be like?
When I was younger I wanted to be a veterinarian or a marine biologist. One day I would be out sailing the seas. Or maybe I would have a family and kids. I thought this was the age that sort of thing happened. Now I am learning it takes a lot to have a family of your own by watching other families with adult eyes.

One thing is for sure... I never thought I would be here now. I never knew that I would be so blessed. I have come so far, carried on my Father's arms. I see His hand in so much of my life. Yet, looking back on it is like looking at these stars. I can only see the portion sitting in front of me. It's beautiful, but grand... Too grand and incomprehensible. I sit in awe of the part of the sky that I can see but God, who holds it all, is the only one who can fully appreciate it in all of its magnitude. He sees me and He looks at the stretch of my life and He says it's beautiful. He sees the full picture and He assures me keep Your eyes on Me and I will step you through. Constantly, He reminds me that He is with me. Seek Me and you will find Me, child, He says. You need not fear, I am with you, today and always.

You loved me...

First.

Your love came first.

Before the world began,

Before there were rules,

agendas and even plans.

Now,

"Was it my broken heart that lead me straight to You?
Was it your broken hands that I can not refuse?
Was it my emptiness or was it your empty tomb that pointed me home, pointed
Me home, to you?"

It was Your love, the way that You sought me out, the way that you pursued me. You called me out. You said this one's mine. You waited at the door of my heart until I let you in. 

I'm falling more in love, discovering more about your grace. I'm learning that there is nothing in the world that I could've done and nothing that I can do to make you love me more or less. I'm finding that when You say that You'll never leave, though there may be times when you feel far away, You will never leave my side. 

Your grace is so beautiful. I stand amazed. Your love is enough for me, Jesus. Thank you that you saved me. That you came for me. I could never repay you for all that You've done and You say, "Just receive, just receive. Receive my love and grace." 

You took my place... and that is more than anything I could ever ask for.

Joy unspeakable... and full of glory.

I don't know how He does it...

Makes me smile from ear to ear

As I tramp around campus

Determined to please Him.

And when worries come along

"you steady my heart".

You're always there

the Constant that keeps it beating.

I don't deserve this,

But You are so good to me.

Jesus,

How do I express...

How do I confess...

My deep love and desire for You?

Oh, how I've missed this,

this bliss.

You are the joy radiating from my smile.

The very rays of the sun.

Jesus, You are...

Lovely.

In You...

...every fear, insecurity, and care melts away.

When Your love fills my heart,

my shortcomings and failures,

whatever You would call them,

they fade in the inexpressible, glorious sea of Your grace.

Lord,  I'm amazed

at the way You care for me...

the way You love me.

I love You dearly.

Please cover me in Your peace

that surpasses all that we could ever know and understand.

He said...

Do you know the way you move me...

When I look in your eyes?

Do you know what I see?

Do you see the way I rejoice over you!

When you reach for me,

When you sing and sing,

When you dance without restraint,

When you speak in confidence...

When you feel you've fallen,

When you're in a place that you can't see the light,

I am there in the midst,

In the midst of your struggle.

Do you know...

"...afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not 

forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed..." (2 Cor. 4:8-9)

Do you know that I will never leave you,

that I've never left you,

never once stepped away from your side?

I feel the pain as every tear falls from your eye.


You were created for love

Created for joy,

Created for life,

Created for such a moment as this;

Spend it here with me.

Let me give you life.

I wanna live every day like...

...it was my last. Even if it were my very last day spent with you, I can joyfully say that right now I am satisfied with the last twenty four hours spent with you and that, that is how I would like my every day to be.

Today started out like any other day:

1. I woke up.

2. I had not enough time to spend with you. And it wasn't seeming to work out how I had kept planning it to be.

… but wait… I stopped. I stopped to spend time with you. I sacrificed time I knew I could be spending with a friend and chose to spend it with you. That is what you desire, my time, my heart, all of me… just as I am.

Then, I missed chapel, the place where I was supposed to experience you the most. Or, so I thought…

I procrastinated on homework to the point I had to miss a class and finish my major assignments during the class period.

(But wait… before you start to judge me, let me state my case and why I believe there was a turn around to my day)

I’ve always known that God “desires mercy, not sacrifice”, that He looks at the heart. And there was a moment when I discovered that since “nothing was hidden from His sight” and I had chosen to spend the moments of my day that I could’ve decided to worry with Him instead, things turned out very differently than they would’ve if I had not chosen to keep my eyes on Him. As I worked on homework and read the Scriptures for class, something began to stir in my heart. Just as I prayed many times before to see this reading as not only another time to read His Word, but to dig deep; His Holy Spirit began speaking and leading me through. Words jumped off the page, and my passion was reignited.

That wasn’t the only prayer answered today. I began to pray for those around me, trusting that God had the ability to move in their lives using the words He lead me to pray. I no longer worried about praying seemingly repetitive things. I was talking  with my Daddy, my Comforter, my Provider… the good and faithful God.

And as the day draws to an end (and really while another one begins) my heart is full to overflow. I pray that I may be a blessing to those around me tomorrow and that I am able to, with an ever-increasing glory, reflect my Father and Savior in all that I do.

Focus.

How do I describe what has happened in the last few days?

It always seems to be best when it spills out in the excitement and joy that comes from knowing His goodness.

After a summer of discovering more about my Father and who I was in Christ Jesus, I stepped into a land of giants. Just after finding out more about my purpose, my calling, and about being confident in who God made me to be, I had to stand before these monsters. They taunted me with things like, "where is your God now?" And I began to believe He was distant. Though He stayed coaching me and cheering me on, His voice was drowned out as I began to change my focus to these jeers.

Trust me.

My grace is sufficient.

"Sarah, you know me. I'm right here. I've never left You."

I can hear Him now as I rest in His embrace.

And now it all makes sense. As I start to look back at the number of times He seemed to say, "Look up, Sarah, look at me." Maybe that's why I had to have two people tell me in two separate times of prayer that they saw a vision of Jesus right in front of me, face-to-face. Jesus so desperately wanted me to know He was right there and that He never left my side. Furthermore, He wanted me to know that I should fix my gaze on Him and let everything else fade from my sight.

I still can't get over His amazing grace, mercy and care.

He continues to show up in my life in ways that I never would've imagined and I love it. O, how I love my Jesus!

Take a look from up here...(flying high)

So many things have happened since DTS. Sometimes it feels like not so much has happened. And the world keeps spinning on past me. If I let it, it flies by in a whirlwind of colors and tests and schoolwork and events to attend. Then I remind myself or the Holy Spirit, rather, calls to me closer to Jesus, calls me to fix my eyes on Him. It is then I remember that who He has made me to be, that He made me new. And not only that, but He is making me new. He saved me, he called me and delivered me from sin and death. Yet, there is that process of sanctification. That is the beauty of his gift of salvation, the indescribable process and experience of getting to know Him and becoming more like Him.

And so I ask myself, "What has been standing in the way of me being completely moldable?" I want to stay in that continual state of brokeness, being His humble servant and vessel.

I know that surely nothing can separate me from Your love. And that Your love truly casts out fear. I know that Your Spirit lives in me, and where the Spirit of the Lord is there is liberty. Freedom from fear. I know that You have set me free from sin and death, so why do I act like it still tethers me to the ground when I was made to fly? What is it that breaks a spirit, like the baby elephant that has every capability of being free? If only we knew our capacity! He said greater things we will do... how can we achieve those things if we never set our sights on the impossible? take our dreams to new levels? We know that nothing is impossible for our great God. We must look beyond the constraints of our limitations. Believe in what He sees; what He saw in you from the beginning. Learn to love without boundaries. Take risks, even if it means dying. For the One who gave it all came to be an example for all. We have to give everything for the sake of sharing the Good News, to show the world just who our loving God is, to share the love of Christ.

Don't live life in fear. Take a step outside. Enjoy the sunshine. And, above all... break free and fly!

What are we waiting for?

Sink or swim I'm divin' in where the river starts rushin'
Where my hearts start beating
For the rhythms of the testing and the songs of the trials
I will live to cry out to You, sung with hope inside my eyes

Sink or swim I'm diving in
To the passing of Your heart where love starts

(Give Me A Song- Will Reagan & United Pursuit Band)

It's where the river starts rushing, where my heart beats wildly to the drum of His heart. It's the paradox between jumping out into raging waters, going deep and becoming lost in His tender embrace. Though I am leaving the comfort of all I know, I know that I'm not in this alone.

I know that He promised that He'll never leave nor forsake me.

I know that I was created for more, much more.

I know that I cannot stay here, in complacency.

He's calling me, out on the waters with Him... out to the deep places to experience Him in ways that I would never have been able to from the comfort of my home.

Where will I go? What will this look like? How will this all come to be?

I don't know.

But I know that He's good, and that He's ever with me.

Dream big, you were meant and made for so much more!