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As I can I want to offer a fresh word of encouragement sharing from my experience how our Father God meets us in the middle of loving and living out our faith to draw others to freedom. 

I fully believe we are offered so much more than we ever experience as Christ followers. We settle for a life in bondage to the elemental nature of this world and continue to live as Hagar when in fact we are daughters of Sarah.

Galatians 4:31
31 So, brothers [and sisters], we are children not of the slave woman, but of the free woman.

-Callie

Callie 2

War Cry

Psalm 121:1 I lift up my eyes to the hills-- where does my help come from?My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.

Today, Thanksgiving 2024, Abba Father met me. He opened my eyes once again to see Him and to look no where else.

In 1998 I had the opportunity to go to Kenya and travel with a friend who grew up in a missionary school. Our home base was Nairobi and from the apartment I could see the Ngon Hills...as a child I watched a PBS special, called Flame Trees of Thika...and now I had opportunity to travel to those hills, climb Mt. Kenya and play on the shores of Mombasa and bike through Hell's Gate National Park and travel to a remote school to visit a child I was sponsoring. While there I would recite over my journey Psalm 121:1 I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord the maker of heaven and earth.

That trip blended into 1999 when I got married and a new life journey began. Up to this point my burden was for sharing the overwhelming love of Christ to those spoken of in Amos 8:14 "And those who swear by the shameful idols of Samaria— who take oaths in the name of the god of Dan and make vows in the name of the god of Beersheba— they will all fall down, never to rise again.”

It was as if I could feel the weight and burden of those lost and giving their lives to things that could not save. The finality of never rising again grew as a passion in my heart. As I looked to the Lord he led my life with my husband to loving and living with young women and their children. We met first working together in a home for adults with disabilities who needed full care. Feeding, bathing, clothing, daily living with them. We started our family and became part of House of His Creation. Sharing our lives with women and their children. Many of these the lost ones who have not seen or experienced the transforming love of Christ.

In this season the burden turned to a war cry a place of crying out to return and rest to be quiet and trust as declared by the Lord in Isaiah 30:15 and so many "would have none of it. Instead so many including me go through life trying to flee. Yet .  In this season I joined a post-abortion ministry team, Deeper Still, and found a place to go deeper in sharing the love of Christ that heals and transforms changing our beauty for ashes and repairing the breach...Isaiah 60 and “Your ancient ruins shall be rebuilt; you shall raise up the foundations of many generations; you shall be called the repairer of the breach, the restorer of streets to live in” (Isaiah 58:12).

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You Can

1 Peter 4:8 TPT

Above all, constantly echo God’s intense love for one another, for love will be a canopy over a multitude of sins.

This is the third time I am writing this blog. It was overwritten and then lost but the message is too important to NOT write...The day I first wrote it, after seeing the movie "Sound of Freedom" with my family, I woke up with this question in my heart "Will it crush you? Or Will it move you?" Will the reality that this evil exists beyond the story told move you to respond. This movie requires a response. It neither glorified the evil nor glamorized the rescue. There is room for each of us to come to the table and seek the Lord for our part in responding.

We must repond. You may know that the evil of using lives as commodity and children for labor or sexual abuse is on every street, every highway and byway, in every community, city, and nation. The extent of this goes far beyond what was depicted in the Sound of Freedom continued by the vicious cycle of generational trauma and abuse utilized by the evil one to benefit those already in bondage to sin. These are cycles that are only broken through the application of the blood of Jesus and His unfailing love. His love moving in and through us is the only thing that will cover this deep darkness and bring healing and hope.

Your response and act of love can look like many things: fostering a child in the child welfare system, walking alongside a single mom, loving your family and reconnecting the hearts of parents and children, funding organizations focused on THE ROOT, THE RESCUE or THE RESTORATION. This looks like prayer, action, and seeking the face of the Lord. This leads us back to the question "Will it crush you or will it move you?" Can you look to Jesus and surrender your heart, affront, and pain and allow Him to be LOVE through YOU.

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Arise and Shine

“Rise up in splendor and be radiant, for your light has dawned, and Yahweh’s glory now streams from you! Look carefully! Darkness blankets the earth, and thick gloom covers the nations, but Yahweh arises upon you and the brightness of his glory appears over you! Nations will be attracted to your radiant light and kings to the sunrise-glory of your new day.”

Isaiah 60:1-3 TPT

 

Several years ago I shared a post with an image of a woman kneeling in full armor. The title was Drop Your Armor https://hohc.org/blog/44-drop-the-armor It was a season when I was in the middle of intense ministry and spiritual warfare with changes happening rapidly and challenges from all sides. The Lord spoke to me in that season that while navigating several teams and seeking to unify in prayer and mission, I had to surrender the rights to myself and fully yield my armor and weapons of warfare to Him. Soon after writing that post the surrender season led to abrupt endings and crippling blows that left me like a fallen warrior on the battlefield.  It has been a long season seemingly adrift wandering through the rubble left behind from unfinished roles, closed doors and broken relationships looking for markers of which way to go and who was still with us.

A week or so ago I was on a three hour drive from Tallahassee to Pensacola as a part of work I am doing in child welfare on a Foster Family Support team. I had this vision of that season when fully in battle and armor, I surrendered on the field laying down my expectations, my place and my experience that not only lead to where I am now but allowed the time and growth needed to upgrade. I saw an image of the new armor and weapons of war I was being given for now.  I saw that not only did the seed laid down grow but it was in fact becoming something stronger, bigger and further reaching than I had ever expected.

On that drive, I saw myself standing up and shedding the old armor leaving it behind to find I am now wrapped in light, taking my place with new lighter armor able to move more swiftly in battle and to more efficiently and effectively intercede, take possession and to occupy. I have also been given a new place in the teams I serve with and new eyes to see those around me, not only those I am seeking to see walk in freedom but also those on the battlefield with me fighting for those freedoms.

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Breakthrough

 

Psalms 55:22-23 TPT

So here’s what I’ve learned through it all: Leave all your cares and anxieties at the feet of the Lord, and measureless grace will strengthen you. He will watch over his devoted lovers, never letting them slip or be overthrown.

Breakthrough...a testimony to the little ways we are seen, we are known and we are loved by our Abba Father. This move for our family and the ministry has been stretching, growing and healing. Distance and time are giving new perspectives to each of us, however,  the yielding process for me has been no less than an intense battle of wills. I experienced a return of chronic pain, long stretches of waiting on answers, people and timing and all that goes into a move and building relationships from scratch. I was faced with the choice to lean into God for healing or continue on in the depression, fatigue and facades I had leaned into unintentionally through the last few years of major transition, uncertainty and disappointments.

Even today, leading to this writing my devotion opened with this thought by Havilah Cunnington in her devotional Leap Into Love: Living Present to My Purpose on the Planet

"Self-Awareness is the gateway to breakthrough."

Indeed! It took several months and long stretches of agonizing nothingness to waken and arouse something in me...a remembering. A remembering of where I have come from and where I am going. A longing reawakened after all that I came with was stripped away, doors that we thought were open were shut, specific paths to our goals ended abruptly, people who we thought were with us ghosting us completely. All with the simultaneous confirmation after confirmation that we are where we are supposed to be and on the right path.

I had no where to run with my thoughts, no busy-ness to burrow under, no voices to overwhelm the Holy Spirit, no demands that I could use as an excuse...Did I really want to stay in the place of despair, operating under presumptions that no longer served me and purposes that were no longer required of me?  Would I take the opportunity to really listen and obey, fully surrendered to quietness and trust, to returning and resting?

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Other People's Children

 

 

23 Let us hold on to the hope we say we have and not be changed. We can trust God that He will do what He promised. 24 Let us help each other to love others and to do good. Hebrews 10:23–24

The more time and connection I have had with those coming out of extreme and traumatic backgrounds the more I am convinced that healing of family, restoration of mothers and fathers, building bridges for attachment and walking beside people for the long haul is the best and right approach; AND it takes many hands and hearts to accomplish. I have shared the struggles that many of the women and teen moms we have walked with have experienced and have had to learn to parent through: domestic and intimate partner violence, sexual abuse, pornography as a viewer and as an unwilling participant, abortion, addiction, family abuse, homelessness, and the laundry list of mental health, post traumatic stress responses and unhealthy attachments.

As House of His Creation I stepped into the arena of housing, offering an opportunity to experience healthy family in a 24/7 experience, to walk through decision making and have a safe place to heal, to grow and to learn. We have kept the core of doing this through family living programs meaning houseparents and family serving as the on-site staff team. We have done so through years of open doors to teen girls and young adult women pregnant and parenting. This has been set up a whole lot like foster care.

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I'll Follow You

 

 

Psalms 62:5-6 TPT

I am standing in absolute stillness, silent before the one I love, waiting as long as it takes for him to rescue me. Only God is my Savior, and he will not fail me. For he alone is my safe place. His wraparound presence always protects me as my champion defender. There’s no risk of failure with God! So why would I let worry paralyze me, even when troubles multiply around me?

As a young teenager in the church where I grew up I had a song that resonated with me and became a life song. I no longer remember the title but these lyrics bubble up at decision and marker points in my walk with Jesus. 

"I'll follow you every day, when I can't see my way. I place my trust in you. I'll sail the seas take me anywhere you please. Jesus you know how I love you. Jesus you know how I love you."

Today, my birthday, is another marker moment in my life after moving from PA to FL in July. I have been living out this song in a whole new way. Following where Jesus led us into a hard unknown. We have many obstacles and decisions to make to get to the purpose of our move but in the mean time we are learning again to lean into the process and enjoy the journey.

Today after several weeks of obstacles to moving on our renovation project, getting started on our mini zoo, decisions on how to move forward with the path to serve the girls we are here to serve, and facing the reality of limited supplies and resources...but, when I went looking for a Promise instead of a Problem, I found it.

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Rebuild Ruins

They will rebuild the ancient ruins
    and restore the places long devastated;
they will renew the ruined cities
    that have been devastated for generations.

Isaiah 61:4

A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows,
    is God in his holy dwelling.
6 God sets the lonely in families,[a]

Psalm 68:5-6a

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NOT Your Calling


 

 

The above group of images represent the past 17 years, promises to me and encouragement for me to persevere as the Lord walked me through His plans to understand my call, being led by His Spirit and trusting His care and kindness. 

Luke 22:26 TPT

But this is not your calling. You will lead by a different model. The greatest one among you will live as one called to serve others without honor. The greatest honor and authority is reserved for the one who has a servant heart.

Stop and listen, close your eyes, open your hands to the need of the moment...My calling is Not to open a thousand homes...but be present in this one. My calling is NOT to be known by everyone....but to know and see the ones in front of me. My calling is NOT to fix or hold back ...but to unbind and declare. My calling is NOT a cause but individuals. 

Do you know what your calling is? It has taken me a long time to know my calling and a long time to find out what is NOT mine.  The last few years have made very clear that though my heart has many passions and that I desire to be part of "great things" I have to follow the still small voice leading me on a path that is less traveled.  I have chased after causes and done my part but each road led me back to the individuals in my life. I had a season of teaching and training, a season of leading, a season of building and networking, and recently a season of being led back to the purposes and calling I was made for...my heart is knit to my husband and our call together is to create homes of healing, places of rest and reason to hope. 

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Cherished Moments

 

Here’s what I’ve learned through it all: Don’t give up; don’t be impatient; be entwined as one with the Lord. Be brave and courageous, and never lose hope. Yes, keep on waiting—for he will never disappoint you! Psalms 27:14 TPT

In the past year I have had my eyes opened to the sacred, cherished, intimate moments where the Lord meets me and I see so clearly His loving kindness, compassion and mercy. For me these moments come in relationships and more often than not in a moment of ministry or service. Some of these moments I have captured in past blogs but something recently brought the whole year and these moments into sharp focus.


I was honored to support a young woman in our program through her delivery. I was reminded so clearly that my presence was valuable and important. That it was a gift and a sacred moment where I could offer covering and support and be part of the team focused on seeing her son brought into the world. It was not planned as she came to us a month from delivery. When it was time she had no planned support person. I was there, I was prepared, and I was able to serve her in this way.


As I reflected on this experience others came to mind, a previous birth supporting another young woman in labor, my part in ministry teams helping women grieve and heal from past abortions, sexual assault and violation, and the trauma of abuse and teams building programs and places of healing and hope. 


Then I reflected on the even more intimate moments: Sitting with a young woman reading through a study on Hagar, seeing herself in the story and seeing the One who Sees Her. Sitting with my daughter and a young woman at a coffee shop waiting for a bus offering a moment of friendship so she did not have to be alone. A phone call from another young woman sharing her joy at being able to foster a child and the hopes she has for herself and her daughter. Having the chance to embrace a returning woman whose life had seemed over and her heart had seemed dead, and within weeks she was able to express joy at being alive and ready to pursue a future.

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Redeeming Love In Real Life


 Psalm 18:18-19

When I was at my weakest, my enemies attacked—
    but the Lord held on to me.
 His love broke open the way,
    and he brought me into a beautiful, broad place.
    He rescued me—because his delight is in me!

I had the honor of watching the movie Redeeming Love, based on Francine River's book with two dear women. We viewed the movie, each through our own perspective, seeing before our eyes the story we lived together; two of us from the perspective of a friend, as the hands and heart of Jesus, and one of us as a woman whose life seemed stolen without hope of rescue as she has lived Angel's story. It was beautiful to see her journey come full circle and know that this day our dear friend was on the other side, never to return again to her abuse and broken places. We experienced together the truth that no one is beyond the Lord's love and redemption. We had come together to a beautiful and broad place of hope, healing, and rest. 

Much like the story depicts, our role is to live our lives and be open and welcoming to strangers; to ask the Lord who do you have for me to share my life with? My heart has always gravitated towards the weak, the broken, the bound, and the lost. When the Lord brought my husband into my life he found me in a place of weakness, brokenness, bound, and lost. The Lord used him to call me out of my cycle of hurt and to look with eyes beyond to posture our life together as a place of refuge, safety, hope, and freedom. 

I often find I am more similar to Martha than Mary from scripture and more Marilla than Matthew from Anne of Green Gables. I am focused on tasks, cleaning up the mess, and keeping things in order. Yet, the Lord is gracious and patient as he calls me to be intentional to imbue His presence which often means setting aside my plans, facing the resistance in my heart and having to wait on the Lord's timing. He calls my heart to Himself to remember His love, His forgiveness, His faithfullness, and His fulfillment. He is a rescuer. He is a redeemer. He is compassionate. I can trust Him. I want to live a life of loving sacrifice. I want to continually resist and not give place to jealousy, bitterness, fear, selfish ambitions, or vanity, even when it is painful, exhausting, and the days seem long. I want to always allow the love of Jesus to lead and go deeper in trusting Him especially when I'm walking with someone in their struggle to be free in order for them to experience God's redeeming love.

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When a seed falls to the ground...

 

 

 

 

John 12:24 TPT Let me make this clear:[a] A single grain of wheat will never be more than a single grain of wheat unless it drops into the ground and dies. Because then it sprouts and produces[b] a great harvest of wheat—all because one grain[c]died.[d]

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Promises

 

In 2013 a dear friend wrote and sang a song for a fundraiser banquet.  Eight years later and a year to the day after Matthew's critical illness and 14 days in the ICU I share this again testifying to God's goodness and faithfullness in fulfilling His promises.  The words of this song echo the purposes in our hearts and what we have experienced at work in our lives and the lives of those the Lord has brought to and through House of His Creation.  I share today that God, My God, is faithful, good, righteous and true.  His words and promises are for me, our family, our ministry, our community, our nation...He is God and He is faithful to keep His covenant!

The Promise

 

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Rockabye-Heart Cry of a Single Mom

Genesis 21:17-18

17 God heard the boy’s voice, and the angel of God called to Hagar from heaven and said to her, “What’s wrong with you, Hagar? Don’t be afraid, because God has heard the voice of the boy in his present situation. 18 Get up, lift the boy up, and hold him tightly in your hand, because I am going to make him a great nation.”

This month my daughter, Aurora age 18, shares her perspective from her life of living with single moms through House of His Creation.

 

Rockabye (feat. Sean Paul & Anne-Marie) by Clean Bandit

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Place of Surrender

 

Lamentations 3:21-24 CJB

But in my mind I keep returning to something,
something that gives me hope —
22 that the grace of Adonai is not exhausted,
that his compassion has not ended.
23 [On the contrary,] they are new every morning!
How great your faithfulness!
24 “Adonai is all I have,” I say;
“therefore I will put my hope in him.

New every morning! Do I believe that? Do I live that? Can I surrender to the grace, mercy, compassion and love for me today...and in so doing be filled to allow it to flow to those around me?  

Simply, yes...today I give my yes to listen to the voice calling my name, leading me beside the still water, restoring my soul.  The new life source ready to release healing, hope and opportunity to join me in a place of surrender.  The women in and out of my life live in constant cycles of depression and panic the place of crisis, loss and anxiety.  Our neighbors, our friends, our family members can live there too...but I can learn and live a different way.  

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No Strings Attached

 John 8:36  So if the Son frees you, you will really be free!

I recently had the opportunity to save a duckling who was stuck in the Lititz Spring creek.  Maggie, our dog, and I walked by and heard the familiar distress cry of a duckling.  I noticed the mom came to her, but the duckling did not move to follow. She was calm and appeared content, but something was not quite right. I determined that if she was still stuck there on our way back, I would wade into the creek and help.  Sure enough, I heard the cry on our way back and went to the water's edge.  Maggie hesitated, not wanting to leave my side but not wanting to enter the water. Maggie stayed on the creek bank, eyes fixed on me as I waded to the stuck duckling.  I discovered the duckling had a string wrapping around her leg and a low hanging tree branch.  It took a few seconds to decide what to do. In the end I snapped the branch, scooped up ducking, and walked to the bank. Maggie, still vigilant, let me grab her leash and we prepared to walk home to free the duckling.  Fortunately, as I stepped onto the walking path I saw someone had just pulled into a parking spot nearby.

Maggie, duckling, and I walked over as the man got out of his truck and asked if he had something to help us free the duckling.  He obliged and happened to have the perfect tool in his pocket.  As he worked to cut the duckling's leg free we discovered the string was actually some mesh fencing that was not only wrapped around her leg but also her waist.  Once there were no strings attached I walked her back to the creek bank and let her go.  She ran happily back to the water and her waiting mother. Maggie finally relaxed and got excited by the running duckling. Once we saw the duckling was safe and clear we turned and headed home, our job was done.

This was such a meaningful picture of what I have learned about walking with others out of the hurts and the strings that keep them bound.  Often my job is to recognize the need, assess if I can help, and help to cut the strings… but then to keep on going letting each "duckling" find her way and determine how she will use her new found freedom. I am part of her experiencing freedom, but mainly pointing her to the one who can and will bring lasting freedom. However, as we all know from our own stories, being freed from something does not always lead to living in freedom. Regardless, if I pass that way again and the same duckling is stuck in the same place on the same branch… I will offer help to cut her free then continue on my path with no strings attached.

 

Out Into the Water

 

Psalm 143:8–10 CJB
Make me hear of your love in the morning,
because I rely on you.
Make me know the way I should walk,
because I entrust myself to you.
Adonai, rescue me from my enemies;
I have hidden myself with you.
10 Teach me to do your will,
because you are my God;
Let your good Spirit guide me
on ground that is level.
Yesterday while talking with a ministry "daughter", sending out a prayer update and reflecting on my experiences in the past few months, I saw that I have been carefully hidden in the middle of the storms around me.  As I have been called "out into the waters" the deeper I go I continue to see and feel the cover and presence of the Lord with me.  Much like a surfer in a wave, I have a course set as I feel and follow the current without turning to the right or the left.  I remain protected and hidden from the destruction of the crashing wave and I am being propelled forward on the current of the Holy Spirit.  How I needed to see this, to know that I can continue out into the unknown and He will continue to guide me as I entrust myself to HIM.  
Even through...the impact of our current times and season, my husband's illness and continuing recovery, selling of the ministry property and navigating the last steps to purchase and relocate, the demands of walking beside women who are hurting, needing care and guidance, prayer and comfort, even through...  He leads, and guides, and makes my path level.
Will you come out into the waters with me?  Will you brave the unknown that is before us all?  Will you let the Spirit guide you even when the waves are where your feet may fall?
You call me out upon the waters
The great unknown where feet may fail
And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep
My faith will stand...

Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) Lyric Video - Hillsong UNITED

https://youtu.be/dy9nwe9_xzw

Love Like That

 

 

Since my last post we have made several decisions about our assignments and one major one is coming to the realization that we are simply called to mother and father the women the Lord brings to us. To share the reckless, compassion and love of an outrageous heavenly Father and constant companion and friend.  We do so in small simple ways through kindness and comfort as well as questions and challenges.  We make ourselves available for long listening sessions, waiting at appointments, creating a place to return to when everything goes wrong and continually pointing to and looking to Jesus for lasting change and answers. 

Often when I am quiet and still I am overwhelmed by the Love of God for His people, for the lost and the broken, overwhelmed at the lengths He will go and I feel unable to contain and truly express the love inside. The overwhelming, never ending reckless love of God...that line has become so familiar and so personal. This is the overwhelming love that makes visits to the ER, trips to harsh and broken places, unanswered questions and hours and hours of everything worth it.  This is the love that drives us to the cross and on to the other side, it drives us to ask for more, to seek more, to want to be more.  This is the love that breaks through the dead and decaying areas of our hearts and the world around us.  This is the love that never fails.  This is the love I want and desire to not only emulate but to become. I want to embody the Love of Christ to the lost and broken more than anything else I have ever sought after.

Ephesians 5 1-2 Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn’t love in order to get something from us but to give everything of himself to us. Love like that.

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Assignment

 

 

 

 

assignment

 
uh-sahyn-muhnt ]

noun

  1. The definition of an assignment is a task that has been given to someone.

    An example of an assignment is homework given to a student.

  2. An assignment is defined as a position held in government or an organization that bears great responsibility.

    An example of an assignment is the position of any US Ambassador.

  3. Assignment means the act of choosing someone to take a position of great responsibility.

    An example of assignment is the act of the president choosing an individual to be part of his administration.

 

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The Beginning

 

 

Psalm 27:9-11 New Living Translation (NLT)

Do not turn your back on me.
    Do not reject your servant in anger.
    You have always been my helper.
Don’t leave me now; don’t abandon me,
    O God of my salvation!
10 Even if my father and mother abandon me,
    the Lord will hold me close.

11 Teach me how to live, O Lord.
    Lead me along the right path,
    for my enemies are waiting for me. 

There she was sitting in the small counseling room as we surrounded her.  She was flanked by her Case Worker from the county, as well as the ministry team.  She sat clutching her daughter to her chest, her head wrapped in a cloth, and though her stature was somewhat diminutive her presence spoke of a fierce independence. This was the beginning...the beginning of a love story.  A mother's heart laid bare that day breaking in ways I could not imagine...that heart was mine.  The love that infused my soul for this dear one and her child cannot be expressed in words, nor can I attribute it to a human origin. The connection of a Mother's heart to a lost child...those I have birthed and the many I have not. The cry of the lost and hurting can be deafening and the moments of clarity, seeing clearly the person in front of me is often enough to move me...move me to cry out on their behalf, move me to seek to understand, move me to give without expecting return. 

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Open Eyes

 

Psalm 25:1-4  (CJB)

25 (0) By David:

(1) I lift my inner being to you, Adonai;
I trust you, my God.
Don’t let me be disgraced,
don’t let my enemies gloat over me.
No one waiting for you will be disgraced;
disgrace awaits those who break faith for no reason.

Make me know your ways, Adonai,
teach me your paths.

 

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