~RaZella~

This morning as I was rushing into church, running late, berating myself because it was one of “those” mornings…. You know the one. You wake up tired because you stayed up too late. Your hair isn’t cooperating no matter what you try, so you do the last-resort-pony-tail, and somehow even THAT wants to elude you. You’ve got nothing to wear even as you stand in front of your obnoxiously full…

Scrolling on Facebook, something I’ve done here and there since 2008. So much has changed since then. What used to be a fun way to find old friends, share in creative expression, and drive my husband slightly nutty with the need to “check my crops”, has slowly morphed into something else. Something that still looks and feels like it should bring some sort of happiness or pleasure. Yet I find…

Last night at church our Pastor preached a message about Walking with God. He shared the following quote as part of that message: You’ve got to get out of the car, take the keys around, open up the trunk lid, hand the keys to the Lord Jesus, get inside the trunk, slam the lid down, whisper through the keyhole, ‘Lord look, fill’r up with anything you want and you drive, it’s up to you from now…

May we not be deceived into clinging to old, dry, brittle leaves.

Recently as I was walking to my car, a brisk wind jolted my attention upward, my skin assaulted by the sudden chill. As I looked up from the task of finding my car keys to make a quick escape out of the cold, I couldn’t help but take in the full view before me. I was parked under one of the few trees in the parking lot. This past summer it had looked bigger when all of it’s branches were full of…

It was when I was looking at contact paper. I was trying to decide if the instant gratification of the white marble I held in my hand was worth the $9.99, or if I would prefer the gold marble I had found cheaper online.The reason I was holding contact paper in my hand, trying to decide between white or gold, is because I do not like the maroon countertop in our bathroom. And the reason I was…

 I admit that I haven’t yet acquired the absolute fullness that I’m pursuing, but I run with passion into his abundance so that I may reach the purpose for which Christ Jesus laid hold of me to make me his own. I don’t depend on my own strength to accomplish this; however I do have one compelling focus: I forget all of the past as I fasten my heart to the future instead. I run straight for the…