She Stands

I have been hearing the Lord say " shift" for the last year.  Shift in the atmosphere, shift in our nation, shift in the church, and a shift in me.  When I think about the word shift, I see a grand swope of the hand of God moving all into a direction of peace and wholeness.I believe without a doubt He is doing so, however I never once entertained the though He'd have to do some sifting.... sifting in me. Sifting is a process, a two part process, when sifting wheat. First comes the threshing, the beating of the grain using a flail. Second part is the winnowing, throwing the mixture in the air allowing the wind to blow away the lighter chaffs and the heavier grains to fall back down for recovery.  I take a closer look at this process and begin to meditate on how it applies to my life. The threshing  is the process of removal; removing those things which will cause me to stumble.When God begins to remove, He does so with the intent of replacing; replacing with those

     Over the weekend, I was blessed to travel with an amazing group of people to my home away from home, Cleveland Texas.  It is there supplies were brought and large cooking pots were fired up to cook and serve the community members after hurricane Harvey marked this town with his damaging winds and flooding rain. Serving and caring for those who have suffered a great loss tends to pull on the strings of my heart, however this precious lady not only pulled on my heart strings, her meek and humbleness has lodged a place in the depth of my soul.  I had watched her walk through the church parking lot, shoulders slumped, her foot steps appearing to be in slow motion with her eyes scanning for someone to talk to. There was softness about her; a presence of need.  She asked if she had to register to gather the supplies she needed. After explaining to her she did not need to register and was welcome to take anything she needed, she humbly began to take a few items, she did not wa

  **** Repost from September 2012 ****   Photo Credit: Averie Woodard     There have been seasons in my life when God has instructed me to walk through the desert. He doesn't give me the whole picture.  Just one softly spoken instruction for each step directed and ordered by Him. I am in one of those seasons now; walking through a desert in faith, believing the promises from my daddy God. It can be difficult, this walk in the desert. I want to continue and succeed. I want to get to the place He has for me. My steps get heavier, my lips are parched, I am tired and my soul cries out.    Should I turn around?  Sit down and cry? Beg and plead for Him to move me faster? My flesh is growing tired and weary and then I hear in my heart............   Matthew 26:41 Watch and pray that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.   I walk on, not giving in to the temptations of my flesh, when all I want to do i