I am Yours. Fully and completely.

I abandon all that hinders my heart from You.

Your heart pours out, and I receive that which overflows.

May I listen to Your voice as You speak.

Help me to be slow to speak, quick to listen and slow to become angry.

May I obey your commands as they unfold before my eyes. Let me be Your vessel.

Empty all that is sinful, impure, & unholy in Your sight.

Cleanse my thoughts. Purge the sins I hold close to my heart.

Fill me with Your peace, power and perseverance.

Let me not grow weary, let me walk, but not faint.

Guide me in paths of righteousness for Your name sake.

There may be darkness ahead, but you will never leave or forsake me.

You are my Comfort. My Redeemer. My Rock. My Master, Maker and friend.

You are a good God who never gives up on me.

Thank you Lord that Your mercies are new EVERY morning.

Thank you for providing all of my needs according to Your riches in glory.

Thank you for preparing a table before me. My cup runs over.

Thank You that I don’t have to be afraid for You are an ever-present help in times of trouble.

You will never leave or forsake me.

You have sent Your Spirit, a translator, when I don’t know what to say, the cries of my heart are heard.

Your Word never returns void.

You are the cry of my heart and I worship You, Oh Lord my Strength and my Redeemer.

You are good.

You are God.

Your mercies endure forever.


Your daughter,



The Struggle IS Real

Dear Friends,

“The Struggle is Real!”, was the slogan emblazoned on the clearance rack t-shirt. I thought, “Oh My Gravy! That is so true!”  Of course, the t-shirt didn’t know what I was thinking, but it made me ponder seriously if there was a problem with my heart or my attitude. I left home before 7 am trying to get to one of the stores open at that hour trying to find something festive to wear for a Christmas party tonight.  I have been diligently working out and changing just slightly the way we eat.  Much of our food comes from our garden or an animal that was raised for our consumption.  I have lost nearly 20 inches and 10 pounds since July.  I exercise at least 5 days a week,  Yet, when I look in the dressing room mirror, I don’t see beauty. I see a distorted, ugly person who shrugs her shoulders and places the clothes back on the hanger wanting to cry. I bought a pretty shade of red lipstick and hope that will do for the Christmas party I am attending this evening.

I am pretty sure that is a heart AND attitude issue! 1 Peter 3:3-4 gives me a good guide for beauty, “Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.” This isn’t saying you can’t look nice or wear pretty things in my opinion, it is that I am worth a great deal in God’s sight. What’s on the outside doesn’t make me look pretty if my insides are ugly with self-hatred.  Does it really matter what I wear if I don’t like the way view my exterior? No! Will I wear an older outfit tonight to the party? Probably. Does what I wear matter in eternity? Not a bit.  God loves us right where we are.  If we are fluffy or thin, light or dark, young or old.  It’s truly about seeing ourselves as God sees us.  A sweet friend named Tanya D, said this more times than I can remember, “Beautifully and wonderfully made my friend. Beautifully and wonderfully made.” Which comes from Psalm 139:14

So I repeat those words now to myself, and to you, sweet one as you may be struggling with this today, “Beautifully and wonderfully made my friend. Beautifully and wonderfully made.”





More? Or Less?

How many times do you hear people say, “I want less of a good thing”? Do we hear, “I want less ice cream, less fried chicken, a smaller portion of fries with that, or less cake”?

I can honestly say I hear very few people saying that!  Usually its more of this, more shopping, more shoes, more toys for the kids…

As I was sitting here praying about things in my heart that need to be changed, I determined what I want. (More or less.) 🙂

More of Christ, Less of me.

More Scripture, Less screen time.

More hope. Less despair.

More joy. Less chaos.

More resting in Him. Less running from Him.

More contentment. Less anxiety.


What are you seeking?  More? or Less?




Be Still


As I view this photo, it takes me back to the chilly fall day I had taken my daughters to Guadalupe River State Park.  It was too cold to swim that day, but in my mind’s eye, I crawled over the gnarled tree roots as I had done many times before.  Carefully and slowly I made my way to the water.

I was barefoot and anticipated first touch of the water on my bare toes. They tingled as I slid my foot into the water, big toe first testing the temperature.  It was cool against my skin. I placed both feet into the bubbling, gurgling river as the water fully surrounded me. Making room for me. Welcoming me.  My feet sank slowly into the sandy, murky mud that enveloped my feet completely.  They have disappeared into the bed of the river. Every now and then, if I wiggle my toes, they reappear above the mud.

Small minnows ,dart to and fro, between my legs, tickling me with their tiny bodies as they search for their next meal.

Water, aimlessly floats and meanders lazily, as I bask in the sunshine not wanting the quiet solace to end.

I am overwhelmed by the many colors that my eyes behold. I am thankful as my senses are fully ignited by the beauty surrounding me, engulfing me, protecting me, shielding me. I am relaxed in the beauty of God’s creation.

I am still before Him. I know that He is God.

Life Preserver


“Those who guard their lips, preserve their lives, but those who speak rashly will come to ruin.” Proverbs 13:3

This verse gave me such a mental picture!  I saw a person flailing and splashing about in the water. Screaming and yelling, though I am not sure if it was out of fear or anger. Fear of being alone. Fear of past or present. Fear and anger that nothing ever done is good enough. Fear that the kids won’t succeed. Fear that always keep friends pushed away, because we don’t want them to see the evil in our hearts. Or just because we are sinful, hurt people.  Fear consumes.

Regardless of the craziness, the first part of the verse, “those who guard their lips, preserve their lives.” struck me with full force.

Our words build up, encourage, tear down and hurt all out of the same mouth.

The latter part of the verse talks about bringing ruin. Not just ruin for us, but also for those around us.  This was a painful blog to write about, because of this very thing I am guilty. Perhaps this is the reason I was led to write these words?

I have a challenge. Let’s watch the faces of those we love, crumple as we speak loudly and rudely.  Let’s watch as they shine and sparkle as we encourage them. Let us see their hearts fly as we encourage them. Or, see them chained to the pain as we yell mercilessly.

I want to be a life-preserver. Not one who brings ruin.

Join me!

Humbly Bowed

Humbly bowed, in your presence Lord.  I call to you, come find me where I am.

I’m begging now, down on my knees. I need you God, to make me pure again.

Here I am, a sinner needing cleansed. Come wash me now, from all this filth and sin.

Forgiveness flows, like blood and water flowed. From Your side, Your life just slipped away.

Thank you God, forgiveness floods my soul. I’m pure again, washed as white as snow.

My sins are cast. Far away from me. From east to west, thank you God I’m free!


There Is Always Time…

This is something that struck me fully today. We are often so tied up with time constraints and schedules. Kids games, parties, lessons and even church activities stretch us. We frequently say that we don’t have time for anything.  The truth is, we make time for what we want to make time for.


Remember, “There is always time to do what God asks us to do.”  Donna Otto