life is a journey

Giving it your all

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This week’s Poetry Tuesday feature is “The Rose”.  Originally sang by Bette Midler, but I love the version sang by Christopher Malon below. I love this song. It inspires in me that we never know what is preparing to bloom, hidden beneath the snow.

I also love this video. For 34 years he kept that beautiful voice inside. I cried the first time I watched the video. The beauty inside someone needs to be released. My prayer and wish is that in my life I give it all, and when I see Jesus in heaven he says “Well done my good and faithful servant. You poured out everything I gave you.” I want to be completely empty when I leave this world. Be blessed my friends.

“The Rose”

Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you its only seed.

It’s the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dyin’
That never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
In the spring becomes the rose.


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I haven’t posted on my blog for a couple of weeks. One week I was in Haiti and on my return I have been catching up on life and trying to process my time there and what’s next in my life. Haiti opened my eyes to a whole different world and truly a different side of God.

You see before Haiti, I knew that poverty existed. I have seen poverty here in my own country. I am from the Appalachians and growing up there, I saw poor areas and poor people. But that was nothing compared to the things I saw in Haiti. The poverty there is at an entirely different level. I hope things are getting better for the people of Haiti, I am not sure if they are getting better in the physical realm, but I am quite certain they are getting better for them in the spiritual realm. You see the beautiful people of Haiti love Jesus with a passion that we, as Americans, don’t see everyday. They have a passion for serving. A passion for praising. A passion for faith. A passion for prayer. In the midst of having so little, they have so much. You see the Christians in Haiti praise and love God regardless of their circumstances. They love him unselfishly and unrelentingly. Their world is God and everything else fits around Him.

During one of the church services I was moved beyond tears and stood quietly caught in one of those moments that changes your life. We were singing “Break Every Chain”. Singing it in both English and Creole. It was beautiful. It was like a glimpse of heaven. I caught sight of how I see God through my American eyes. He speaks to me in English. I often think of Him as American. But here, I saw how he also speaks Creole. Now before this moment I considered my view of the God of the universe as huge, but that old view was smashed and enlarged. God is the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the Creator of all things. Here in another nation, my God was made bigger to me in a moment. I will never be the same. I went to another country to serve and came out changed. The people of Haiti gave me a gift. A gift of love and open arms, a gift of acceptance, a gift of friendship, and a gift of new vision. Part of my heart is still there. I’m praying now for those we left behind when we came home. I look forward to the day when I see them again. I’m praying for revival in my country and in theirs. I’m praying for a passion and fire set in the hearts of God’s people. I’m inspired to be more with less. I’m thankful for the experience and looking forward to the future journeys that God has for me. And I now understand more than ever how one moment, one revelation, can change your life. I look forward to sharing more about Haiti in posts to come. Be blessed my friends.

A long way from home

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In two days I leave for a mission trip to Haiti. I am excited, nervous, full of anticipation and emotional. It is my first mission trip and I’m looking forward to serving the Haitian people. But it has truly been a trust walk and time of growing for me.

When I think of going to Haiti, what I think is that Haiti is a long way from home.  I don’t mean from where I live now, but from where I am from. I am really just a country girl at heart who was born in a little town nestled in the Appalachian Mountains. Many of my family have lived and died in that same small town. When I was young, I dreamed of life outside of my small town. I dreamed and hoped I could change the world. Then when I was a teenager my parents moved us to Fredericksburg. I am thankful for them stepping out of their comfort zone and moving away from home to offer better opportunities for my brother and me. It could not have been easy to leave all you had ever known behind, but they did it anyway. I often think of the sacrifices they have made to make my life better. Now, please do not get me wrong, I am proud of where I am from and happy to have spent my childhood there, you will never meet better people, no matter where you go. But my journey  wasn’t meant to stay there.

God had a different path for me. I think of how I wanted to change the world. I really didn’t understand what that meant. I still don’t completely understand, but I think we change the world, and the Kingdom of God, when we put others before ourselves. I think we change the world when we are obedient to the things God tells us to do, big or small. I think we change the world one small step at a time, and then when we look back, we have come farther than we could have ever dreamed. Haiti is a total walk of obedience for me. When God told me to go, it was hard, but I knew he would be with me every step of the way. So, now I am looking forward to going. I am looking forward to this part of the journey in this life of mine, and I am so thankful for God and all those who have changed my world by their sacrifices. In a few days, I travel a world away from where my life started. It is truly a long way from home. But I hope I will be able to make a difference by serving others, by being obedient and taking one more step forward into the unknown. This country girl is amazed with how far God has brought me. I am so excited to see what else he has in store. Be blessed my friends. See you when I get back.

Coming Home – Prodigal Son

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This weeks poem for Poetry Tuesday is an original. I may still make changes. So much of my writing is a work in progress. Enjoy and be blessed my friends.

Coming Home – Prodigal Son

It’s time to come home,
You’ve been gone too long.
Running far and going astray,
Walking in your own way.
He is waiting for your return,
Giving you the time you need to learn.
Waiting, to hold you through your pain
He’s calling, come to me, don’t refrain.
Where have you been my child? I miss you so.
I love you more than you’ll ever know.
I am waiting, here by your side,
I will not forsake you, I haven’t lied.
Come home, my daughter, my son.
Come home to me, your battle is already won.

© Leah Jacobsen

Heart Runs

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Okay so life has been crazy, so Poetry Tuesday is on Wednesday this week. This week’s feature is Heart Runs by John Mark McMillan off of his new album. I love this song. It is very powerful. I also posted the video. Enjoy my friends.



Like deer to the pool
I’m coming after you
Like a thirsty animal
My heart is for your love

Like Jonah from the deep
I’m coming out of my sleep
To find the secrets that you keep
Is the only thing worth rising for

From the dirt you’ve drawn me out
And you draw me out again
I’m coming back from the dead
I’m coming out of my skin

And you are everything my heart wants
Everything my heart wants
And my heart runs
My heart runs after you

Like breakers on the shore
You’re knocking on my door
Like the deepest places in you
Calling to the fountains of my soul

From the dirt you’ve drawn me out
And you draw me out again
I’m coming back from the dead
I’m coming out of my skin

And you are everything my heart wants
Everything my heart wants
And my heart runs
My heart runs after you

(So) My heart runs
(So) My heart runs
(So) My heart runs
My heart runs after you


Mirror, Mirror

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Hello friends. It is my goal to feature other bloggers at My Sound Mind. This week I have an article from one of my best friends, Kelley Raetzsch. You can learn more about Kelley and what she does here

I hope you enjoy the article as much as I did.

Mirror Mirror

Okay, so the title is definitely cliche’, but we still battle the daily look in the mirror as we wait for it to tell us about our beauty.  Unfortunately, for many women, the mirror is another source of negativity, shame and lies. There are many sources out there telling us we should not be okay with our body, especially if we have bumps, lumps, bulges or other “undesirables”.  Friends and family may comment on weight or size, plastic surgery faciltites tell us we could be more beautiful, magazine covers constantly tell us how we must be thin or lose more weight.  Just take a look at the cover of this month’s issue of “First for Women”.  Thank you Dr. Oz for letting me know that I am ugly with my now bulging belly and jiggly hips and thighs.


So, this magazine and many others tell us what is wrong with us (sagging breasts, cellulite, wrinkles, etc.) then offer the magical secret to cure us! So, if you have any of these, be sure to talk badly about yourself as you look in the mirror.  How does that feel?  Awful!!!  Please stop using the mirror to put yourself down.  If you think badly about yourself, you will feel badly, which will likely lead to an unhealthy food/exercise relationship, ultimately stripping you of the full life you deserve and crave!

On a personal note the mirror has typically had its healthy place for me.  A quick glance to wash my face, put my hair up and maybe throw on some eye makeup in my adult life.  In those moments I find myself getting upset and falling into the trap of discouragement and disgust.  Some days I am able to shrug it off and other days I have to work at redirecting my negative thinking, just the way I would coach my clients to respond.  I must remind myself that who I am is not what my body looks like.  One of my clients shared this video that is a good reminder to any mom.

Let’s stop being so harsh on ourselves and using the mirror as a weapon.  If you struggle with any negative self-talk when looking in the mirror, I challenge you to instead be affirming.  Check out these two great examples on ways to use your mirror to bring truth to your day!  Just imagine how you might feel if you spoke these words instead of defeating words!!

This first mirror is compliments of a past patient who put her creative skills to work, leaving enough mirror space to meet her needs..


While meeting with Kit McFarland of Dragonfly Yoga Studio, I was pleasantly surprised to see how she encouraged her younger clientele to embrace who they are beyond the mirror. Check out the only mirror you will find in her studio!


Originally published on the Love Your Body blog at Fredericksburg Parent




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This week’s feature for Poetry Tuesday is Landslide by Stevie Nicks. I thought I would post the whole song and video to go with yesterdays post. As always, be blessed my friends.

I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Till the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too
Oh, I’m getting older too

I take my love, take it down
I climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Will the landslide bring you down
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Will the landslide bring you down, oh, oh
The landslide bring you down