Relics of My Imagination

Even as my relationships collapsed and wasted away one by one, there were a few I genuinely believed would survive close scrutiny. The friendships I thought were based in truth and mutuality of intent. The friendships I built on shared belief in the Word and compatible spirits. The family members I loved more than myself and would have laid down my life for… until my life became an expected forfeit for their ease.

Road trip: Riding shotgun

This year has been exhilarating in many ways. I’ve purposefully taken action to change my life into something that represents my heart, spirit, vision and purpose. It’s taking a lot of energy and focus, so much so, I keep thinking I’m failing. However, when I look around after detours, I see that I have not been pushed  off-course. I’m exactly where I need to be.

Road trip: Riding shotgun

This year has been exhilarating in many ways. I’ve purposefully taken action to change my life into something that represents my heart, spirit, vision and purpose. It’s taking a lot of energy and focus, so much so, I keep thinking I’m failing. However, when I look around after detours, I see that I have not been pushed  off-course. I’m exactly where I need to be.

Paint & Praise: Your Blessings Require Work

Over the last few days, God has reminded me why my time in NYC has been sacred. I’ve long considered my time in NYC to be on-the-job-training for whatever God has in store for me. This is the place He chose to bring me to an understanding of Who HE IS and Who I AM in HIM. He’s been romancing me this week. Gently walking me down memory lane.