Preparing Our Hearts

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This is a great video by Randy Clark. It is long, but well worth watching.


No Longer Slaves

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This week’s Poetry Tuesday’s feature is “No Longer Slaves” by Bethel Music. Such an incredible song of freedom and deliverance.  Be Blessed my friends.

No Longer Slaves

You unravel me, with a melody
You surround me with a song
Of deliverance, from my enemies
Till all my fears are gone

I’m no longer a slave to fear
I am a child of God

From my mothers womb
You have chosen me
Love has called my name
I’ve been born again, into your family
Your blood flows through my veins

You split the sea
So I could walk right through it
All my fears were drowned in perfect love
You rescued me
So I could stand and sing
I am child of God

I am surrounded
By the arms of the Father
I am surrounded
With songs of deliverance

We’ve been liberated
From our bondage
We’re the sons and the daughters
Let us sing our freedom!


Catching Kayla

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This is such an inspiring story to me. Talk about paying a price to do what you love, she certainly pays a price. Kayla’s story inspires me to be more, to try harder, and to depend on those around me. I hope you enjoy this beautiful story. Be blessed my friends.


Standing Outside The Fire

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This week’s Poetry Tuesday feature is “Standing Outside The Fire” by Garth Brooks. What is there for me to say about this song? So much more than a country song. I love it. It speaks deeply to me. We all pay a price in life whether we know it or not. My price is I have to be in the fire. I have to dance in the flame. I have to always be stretching and reaching for more. It is who I am. It is who God made me to be. It is not easy. But I am who I am. And though sometimes I am misunderstood, I have come to the place of being comfortable in my skin. I have loved this song from the first time I heard it. At the time, it put into lyrics what I had never been able to say. I also love the video and it’s story line that I posted below. Be blessed my friends and never be afraid to seek your dreams and take a risk. You may get burned, but you might also end up far beyond all that you can imagine.

Standing Outside the Fire

We call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned

We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always comes with getting burned

But you’ve got to be tough when consumed by desire
‘Cause it’s not enough just to stand outside the fire

We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall

We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all

They’re so hell-bent on giving ,walking a wire
Convinced it’s not living if you stand outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

There’s this love that is burning,
Deep in my soul
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly higher and higher
I can’t abide,

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy EveningS

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Even though we didn’t get a lot of snow, I was inspired to share Robert Frost’s poem, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, for this week’s Poetry Tuesday. Wherever you are, whether you have a little snow, a lot of snow or no snow, I hope you enjoy this week’s poem. Be blessed my friends. Whose woods these are I think I know.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Winter Fence 1

Our Deepest Fear

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The first Poetry Tuesday of 2015 I would like to feature one of my favortie poems. Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson. The first time I heard this poem was in a movie many years ago. I have loved it ever since. My prayer for 2015 is that each of us would let our light shine, and make manifest the glory of God within us. Be blessed my friends.

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be
brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so
that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest
the glory of God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

O Holy Night

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In honor of Jesus Christ, the reason for the season, this week’s Poetry Tuesday feature is “O Holy Night” I have many favorite songs, both Christmas and non Christmas, but his one would rank high on the either list regardless of whether it is considered a Christmas song of not. Oh what a night when our savior was born. Truly a holy night. Some of the lyrics in this song move me to tears. Fall on your knees, Chains shall he break, O night divine. Such powerful words. I wish you all a Very Merry Christmas. Be blessed my friends.

O Holy Night

O Holy Night!
The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;

Fall on your knees,
Oh, hear the angels voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O night divine! O night divine.

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand;
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men from Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
In all our trials born to be our Friend;
He knows our need, To our weakness is no stranger.
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace;
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name;

Christ is the Lord
Oh, praise His name forever!
His pow’r and glory evermore proclaim!
His pow’r and glory evermore proclaim!

Noel, noel, noel.
Oh night, oh night divine.