The Pieces…


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Recently, I found myself standing perplexed, hurt, and flat out confused in a situation that had me more than baffled. I have been praying for days for a fresh revelation from the Lord, especially in this regard, and I got it. We always get what we ask for, and sometimes even what we don’t.

When I first came to Christ, my life was already a jumbled mess of a past dying condition of the heart and more questions than answers. It was a bunch of puzzle pieces to an artistic interpretation that wouldn’t dare grace the table of anyone I knew. That alone made me doubt that it could be put back together in a beautiful masterpiece that not only pleased the Lord, but also gave an air of beauty to those around me. No one on earth could tell me how the puzzle could be arranged, but God…as He waited patiently for me to throw out my cherished pieces that I thought were my personal rights and ideas from preconceived notions about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness, God was continuing to grace the pile of pieces with the right ones, and not the wrong ones. What happened then? I stood there and pouted, unwilling to let go of the old that I had rightfully acquired and I fought like mad to hold onto the familiar. How sad. And what a wreck. Who do I really think I am saying, “This is just how God made me and I am going to stay this way and use every excuse in the book to justify this irrational behavior and I am not changing for anyone! It is just the way I am!!” Let’s get real, folks.

While God stood by and watched me, I stood with arms closed and fists clenched while I watched from my own perspective and view from my window on the crazy train. What an example I was setting for others watching…and granted, that trip around the mountain was a total distraction from the puzzle itself and no pieces (right or wrong) moved onto the table. While He was waiting on me, He placed the border on my picture, the easiest part of a puzzle, giving me boundaries, definition, and limits in a godly sense on my new picture, something that was completely foreign to me.

Finally, I was handed my first piece to place into my very own picture, and I ran like mad from one end of the frame to the other trying desperately to shove it in wherever it fit and in all the wrong places and with no help from God. I finally threw my piece on the ground and screamed, “But it doesn’t fit anywhere, God!” My patient God said, “Sure it fits…and I knew where the whole time.” Next, I was allowed my own turn at the pile of pieces and chose the most gorgeous, most beautiful, biggest piece I could find, the one God wasn’t ready for me to have. I had forgotten that there is an order and a larger purpose to the arranging of the pieces. I can’t put bright colored beautiful pieces on foundation that is not strong to hold it. So, what does the foundation of my puzzle look like?

Galatians 5:22-23 – But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. 

Ahhh, the fruits of the Spirit, mixed in with that other word…PATIENCE…and of course a bit of rest, and the wrong pieces that are still in that pile that are in my grasp but must be let go of.

Ephesians 4:2 – Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love.

Psalm 27:13-14 – I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living! Wait for the LORD; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the LORD!

Matthew 11:28-30 – Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”

My stubbornness in refusing to lay down the seemingly boring foundation ahead of the flashy pieces that are so gorgeous to look at is threatening the entire puzzle that has taken years to build. It is my desire to have foundation balance and THIS is something worth fighting for, incredibly easy to attain, and never can be done in my own strength and will.



Sweet words from my sweet sister (real sister and sister in Christ 😊). I love you Emily Suzanne!

Willis Party of Five

I have three children and my middle child proves everyday to be my most difficult. She is strong willed and the best word I can come up with to describe her is fierce. She follows her heart and fights for what she believes in, she is strong. Now, these sound like incredible qualities that most people strive for on a daily basis but my daughter is five and for a five year old that doesn’t quite understand how the world works yet these qualities have to be refined. One day she will change the world but today she is learning how to pick her battles.

Last year we tried cheer camp and she went through the week long camp and it came time to do her little performance and she wasn’t having it. She was not going to get out there and show us what she had learned, not for…

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Fully Developed


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Imagine yourself in a dark room with no windows, a deep red light eminating from nowhere yet everywhere, a stillness in the air like you have never before felt. Your eyes adjust to the strange color in this room and you know there is great purpose here, but what? This is the place where the picture of your life gets fully developed.

The first job I ever had at the ripe age of 14 was working for an amazing couple in Ruston, LA after school and during summer at a photography studio. My very intellectual and inquisitive mind took in all of the details surrounding how a beautiful picture is exposed then developed from film onto paper in this elusive, exciting, mysterious dark room. It reminds me of the pictures of our lives. The things we wish for others to see. The reason we get dressed up and stand before a man behind a lens and show off our best features. We have a vision of the future but are not willing to be fully developed to reach it. We get so drawn in by the look of everything, by the feel, by the desire, but we forget that in all good things, there is a process to the promise. How do we so easily forget in our microwave world that things take time?

So many of us want what we want and we want it NOW. We desire to go from Point A to Point B with no suffering, no temptation, no misunderstanding…no patience…but that isn’t real. We desire the dream without the decisions that go with it.

Do we truly understand the Bible when it says:

Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. 3 For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. 4 So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing. (James 1:2-4)

So come on! Don’t you see we need to be FULLY developed! It doesn’t say “if” trials come your way. It says “WHEN”.

What about this:

You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to hell is broad, and its gate is wide for the many who choose that way. 14 But the gateway to life is very narrow and the road is difficult, and only a few ever find it. (Matthew 7:13-14)

The gateway to LIFE eternal is very narrow and difficult. God never said it would be easy, only that it would be worth it!

In order to be fully developed and to see the beautiful picture we so desperately want to hang on our wall of glory instead of in our pit of shame, we are entrusted to the dark room. Patience is a beautiful virtue and the developing of a picture takes time. Stand there beside the One who took the portrait in the first place and allow Him to tell you when to open the door to show off your masterpiece. Beloved, don’t be afraid of the dark room that is inevitable. See it for what it can be and not for what it is!!

Fear. Is. Not. Of. God


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Psalm 34:4 – I prayed to the Lord, and He answered me. He freed me from all my fears.

Fear imprisons us and makes us forget to have faith in anything.

What a beautiful run this morning as the sun played peek-a-boo over the horizon, the birds began their beautiful chorus to the Creator God to welcome in the dawn, the flowers opened their sleepy buds to watch the sun and the dew on the bright green grass slowly became part of the breathtaking clouds above my head in the clear, blue sky. I had not one care in the world, I was completely overtaken by the magnificent beauty that surrounded me on all sides and I watched nature wake up right before my very eyes.

What a far cry from the people that God asked me to pray for this morning. People completely wracked with fear, broken spirits in perpetual bondage to circumstance, people whose minds have been completely taken over by worry, doubt, and fear. They are stuck in the “I Can’ts”, the “Oh-No’s”, the “What-If”s”. I prayed for people who are so put out by life that they wallow around, not even realizing their fullest potential because they are too busy with their own agenda and would rather sit in front of the tv than enjoying time spent with others. I prayed for Christians so stuck in what’s happening in the world (hurricanes, nuclear threats, crime, and God knows what else) that it all comes out of their mouths instead of the Word of God. Don’t react to the circumstances and the crisis. Fill yourself up with Word so that it comes out when fear rears its ugly head. Why is everyone afraid? Fear is False Evidence Appearing Real. APPEARING real. It isn’t real! It is an EMOTION induced by a perceived threat.

My heartfelt prayer as I wept and ran this morning is that Christians especially will look past the curtain of uncertainty and into the realm of possibility. What you put in, you give away to others. Stop allowing things to pull you away from God’s reality so you go run and hide from His endless possibility. “But Julie…the circumstances…look at them!” No! I won’t! I see them clearly but I KNOW what God says about any and all circumstances and He says to NOT BE AFRAID! Pray!! Get excited that Jesus is coming soon and we get to go home. Pray for those bound so they, too, can join us in the sky with our Savior! Cast your cares on the Lord. Lift up the name of JESUS over everything! Turn off the tv, the internet, the radio and spend that time in the Word of God and watch what happens! Stop looking at the obvious and LOOK UP! Your help comes from the Lord! Pray for the minds of those lost souls that have allowed the enemy free reign and are walking around in darkness and ignorance.

Isaiah 43:1-7 –But now, O Jacob, listen to the Lord who created you. O Israel, the one who formed you says, “Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine. 2 When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. 3 For I am the Lord, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I gave Egypt as a ransom for your freedom; I gave Ethiopia and Seba in your place. 4 Others were given in exchange for you. I traded their lives for yours because you are precious to me. You are honored, and I love you. 5 “Do not be afraid, for I am with you.     I will gather you and your children from east and west. 6 I will say to the north and south, ‘Bring my sons and daughters back to Israel from the distant corners of the earth. 7 Bring all who claim me as their God, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them.’”

Satan is a liar and everyone seems to be believing him over God. The enemy has been defeated and Jesus has conquered death, hell, and the grave. Be encouraged, beloved, because you have authority and dominion over ALL things until the day Christ returns to take us home. You can’t be fearful and believe God at the same time.

Lynda’s Story

In memory of my beautiful sister in Christ who lost her life yesterday helping an elderly couple escape a car they had just wrecked. Lynda, your story lives on, your legacy is great, your heart was full of love and light. I am beyond honored to have known you but also to have been able to bear witness to the transforming power of Christ. You will be missed. Fly high with the angels in heaven!!

Coming Full Circle

This a story of redemption, of grace, of favor, and of HOPE! The picture you see of Lyndais faceless because she represents countless broken women whose faces some choose not to look at out of fear or just plain disgust. Please don’t turn a blind eye to this story. The Lord is raising an army out of the ashes of society. Are you going to just turn away? This is a hard, raw story to read, but God meets us ALL in our moments of pain then surrender! Lynda has HOPE through Christ!!

FullSizeRender (1)My testimony is one of instability, abuse, identity loss and the devil trying in a big way to take me out. I was put into foster care at the age of 4 due to severe mental, physical, sexual, and emotional abuse. Had it gone on much longer, it would have killed me. I don’t remember a whole…

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Part 1: There is no defeat in Christ Jesus. The Victory is in the Unseen!

Beautiful, timeless TRUTH!! Thank you Lord for confirmation!

Savor God, Share Jesus

We all fight battles in this life and some people are victorious and some are not. But every child of God has been blessed with the ability to win life’s battles and you ARE victorious even if you don’t see it or know it yet.

I’m here to share with you the secret that satan does not want you to know. How to win the war and live abundantly in the Victorious life you have been given in Christ. All it takes is faith.

The Bible is filled with promises that God has made for His people. But do we, His people, believe Him? Or better yet, do we believe that His promises are for us, in our lives, in our situations, with our past mess ups and falls? See many times we believe God can, and we believe He will, we just believe it for other people rather than…

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The Right Kind of Food


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I sat at the water’s edge, completely overtaken by the sound of the waves as children played nearby. As I laid my head down to rest, I pondered the stillness in the air ahead of the storm to my north. Wave upon wave lapped at the shore, all coming in at different angles, unsure of which way to go it seemed. The sound of moving water threatened to lull me to sleep. I opened my tired eyes to a sight I had never before seen, more than 30 seagulls at various stages of development, young and old alike, lined up down the beach directly ahead of me, all pointing the same direction…into the wind at the water’s edge, still as statues. I sat up, mesmerized by what I was seeing and the Lord began to speak and I became attentive as I stared at those that were staring toward the wind.

One could easily tell the juvenile chicks from the adults at first glance. These chicks, only weeks before, were testing their wings a bit further down the beach and looked like butterflies floating in the air at their nesting ground. And here they were, learning from the seasoned veterans, the generation before them.

Hebrews 5:12-14 – You have been believers so long now that you ought to be teaching others. Instead, you need someone to teach you again the basic things about God’s word. You are like babies who need milk and cannot eat solid food. 13 For someone who lives on milk is still an infant and doesn’t know how to do what is right. 14 Solid food is for those who are mature, who through training have the skill to recognize the difference between right and wrong.

As they all stood into the wind, I took notice of several of the adults who were brave enough to get their webbed feet wet and step into the gentle waves to seek out something to eat and get a drink of water. However, it became blatantly obvious that what they were taking in was not the right kind of food. It was not good for consumption because one after the other began to spit pieces of trash out of their mouth and some who had actually swallowed the garbage floating on the surface became ill and had to struggle to get it back up and spit it back onto the ground.. One seagull after another took themselves out of the line facing the wind and went for the shiny object that was not good for their well-being before stepping back into line again. I thanked God right then and there for the daily grace we are offered to be able to step back into line when we mess up. He then reminded me that we, as a society of broken humans, are no longer eating the right kind of food. We have stopped drinking the spiritual milk and eating the all-sustaining bread of life and are more focused on the things that float by and grab our attention which pulls us out of Kingdom rank and file.

What is this teaching those behind us in the generation to follow when we are more consumed by our incessant need for approval behind a computer screen or phone? What about those faithful few who continue to stand in line seeking to clean their feathers on the seemingly uncomfortable winds of change and opportunity that comes, sometimes even ahead of a storm, to make us new?

1 Corinthians 10:1-7 – I don’t want you to forget, dear brothers and sisters, about our ancestors in the wilderness long ago. All of them were guided by a cloud that moved ahead of them, and all of them walked through the sea on dry ground. 2 In the cloud and in the sea, all of them were baptized as followers of Moses. 3 All of them ate the same spiritual food, 4 and all of them drank the same spiritual water. For they drank from the spiritual rock that traveled with them, and that rock was Christ. 5 Yet God was not pleased with most of them, and their bodies were scattered in the wilderness. 6 These things happened as a warning to us, so that we would not crave evil things as they did, 7 or worship idols as some of them did. As the Scriptures say, “The people celebrated with feasting and drinking, and they indulged in pagan revelry.”

1 Corinthians 10:12-23 – If you think you are standing strong, be careful not to fall. 13 The temptations in your life are no different from what others experience. And God is faithful. He will not allow the temptation to be more than you can stand. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you can endure. 14 So, my dear friends, flee from the worship of idols. 15 You are reasonable people. Decide for yourselves if what I am saying is true.16 When we bless the cup at the Lord’s Table, aren’t we sharing in the blood of Christ? And when we break the bread, aren’t we sharing in the body of Christ? 17 And though we are many, we all eat from one loaf of bread, showing that we are one body. 18 Think about the people of Israel. Weren’t they united by eating the sacrifices at the altar? 19 What am I trying to say? Am I saying that food offered to idols has some significance, or that idols are real gods? 20 No, not at all. I am saying that these sacrifices are offered to demons, not to God. And I don’t want you to participate with demons. 21 You cannot drink from the cup of the Lord and from the cup of demons, too. You cannot eat at the Lord’s Table and at the table of demons, too. 22 What? Do we dare to rouse the Lord’s jealousy? Do you think we are stronger than he is?  23 You say, “I am allowed to do anything”—but not everything is good for you. You say, “I am allowed to do anything”—but not everything is beneficial. 24 Don’t be concerned for your own good but for the good of others.

The question remains…what are YOU eating? What is distracting you from the truth? What is getting YOU out of line? The one thing that moved me the most in this moment of time that seemed to stand still was there was one bird who I watched pick up a piece of garbage and ingest it, what looked like cellophane, and this bird did not get sick and did not step back in line. Why? Because he was accustomed and conditioned to eating TRASH and it no longer affected him. How sad, to die and never know truth and love and heaven because of the condition of your heart which has been fed the wrong kind of food…by YOU.

Every Piece….


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Ephesians 6:10-20 –  Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. 11 Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. 12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. 13 Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. 14 Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breastplate of righteousness, 15 and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; 16 above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one. 17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; 18 praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints— 19 and for me, that utterance may be given to me, that I may open my mouth boldly to make known the mystery of the gospel, 20 for which I am an ambassador in chains; that in it I may speak boldly, as I ought to speak.

I used to think that the armor of God was my DEFENSE againt the enemy in the battle of spiritual warfare, where bodies lie scattered and wounded soldiers for God walk shell-shocked and confused amongst the chaos of the combat. We are all attacked daily. Sometimes others fake attacks in order to justify their irrational behavior….let that sink in.

Let’s look at our defensive weapons if you will:

  1. THE BELT OF TRUTH combats the lies we love to not only listen to, but tell ourselves. We cannot attain victory until we start speaking life into EVERY situation.
  2. THE BREASTPLAT OF RIGHTEOUSNESS guards our trembling hearts from the onslaught and fiery darts that come seemingly from nowhere, yet everywhere. Everything flows from the heart and the enemy knows that.
  3. FEET FITTED WITH THE READINESS THAT COMES FROM THE GOSPEL OF PEACE. Are you ready? Are you really ready to wlk out in obedience what God is calling you to do? Are you at peace? What is holding you back? Is it because you can’t hear God speaking anymore? If so, it’s because you have quieted His still, small voice by not listening. Find peace by doing that last thing you heard Him say and WALK IT OUT. Do not run away from the call.
  4. SHIELD OF FAITH. Another defensive weapon against the things that come against us, ususally the arrows of disbelief when we wonder if God is really big enough to handle our situation. Believe in the things you cannot see. That is true faith.
  5. HELMET OF SALVATION. How many thoughts a day do we actually take captive and give back to the Lord? How many thoughts roam our minds and take up camp where they don’t belong and light fires of insecurity, doubt, and worry?

So many people stop here…But there is ONE MORE piece of the armor, but not a defensive one.

#6 – THE SWORD OF THE SPIRIT is the only OFFENSIVE piece to our armor. Yes, I said offensive. If you, or anyone else for that matter, is offended by the Word of God, the GOOD! It means that it is convicting the parts of us that we want to keep hidden, our secret sins. Our offensive sword is not a part of SELF, but absolutely of GOD. It’s the truth of God in itself. God’s word breathes life, it inspires, it is alive, it is dynamic, and it is LIFE CHANGING.

Hebrews 4:12 – For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

God’s word reveals who we are…and who we are not. It penetrates our moral and spiritual lives by separating what is good and evil within us. It requires decisions. As God’s word divides your soul (your mind, will, and emotions), allow it to do it’s work! STAND FIRM then with your FULL armor and speak life with your sword. When you are holding your shield with one hand and your sword with another, there is no way you an pick up anything else. And remember that there is no armor for your back. God goes before you and if you CHOOSE to turn around and not obey, you are left vulnerable to the onslaught.

Please…be comforted by the fact that God is for you, my friend. Even when the battles ensue all around you, the seeds of comfort take root in soils of adversity. His word is a lamp unto your feet and a light unto your path. We may not can see clearly the path before us, but trust and know that it is there.

James 1:15 – Then, when desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, brings forth death.

Isaiah 40:6-8 – The voice said, “Cry out!” And he said, “What shall I cry?” “All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. 7 The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. 8 The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.”

We are not immune to trials and suffering, but our faith should not be hindered by our unwillingness. God’s word is eternal and unfailing and it never returns void. So…choose today & FIGHT.

BEHOLD…The Maker of the Wind

My journal entry from years ago (August 6th, 2014), a gentle reminder of what God calls you to, He will bring you through.

Ecclesiastes 5:13-20 – I have seen a grievous evil under the sun: wealth hoarded to the harm of its owners,
14 or wealth lost through some misfortune,
so that when they have children
there is nothing left for them to inherit.
15 Everyone comes naked from their mother’s womb,
and as everyone comes, so they depart.
They take nothing from their toil
that they can carry in their hands.

16 This too is a grievous evil:

As everyone comes, so they depart,
and what do they gain,
since they toil for the wind?
17 All their days they eat in darkness,
with great frustration, affliction and anger.

18 This is what I have observed to be good: that it is appropriate for a person to eat, to drink and to find satisfaction in their toilsome labor under the sun during the few days of life God has given them—for this is their lot. 19 Moreover, when God gives someone wealth and possessions,and the ability to enjoy them, to accept their lot and be happy in their toil—this is a gift of God. 20 They seldom reflect on the days of their life, because God keeps them occupied with gladness of heart.

Grief – A deep and poignant (painful feeling); distress caused by or as if by bereavement (loss).

So, I’m starting a separate journal based solely on my losses, not to be morbid, but to see what God has done. For so long I grieved over my dad’s suicide that it even began to make the people in my own family uncomfortable. I truly thought it was the one and only reason I continued to use drugs and alcohol. I believed it was why I started using and once I became addicted, then that was an entirely different excuse. Everything else in life was meaningless under the sun. Nothing could compare to the one story that I kept returning to. I thought grief counseling was for the birds.

Mrs. Lisa Daughdrill offers grief counseling here at Jacob’s Well for the women and I see her counseling girls all the time, and my thought is this… “That’s great! For THEM! That is NOT for me.” I truly was blind in thinking I was finally past the hurt and confusion surrounding his passing. I could finally look at my mom and sister in the face and tell them that I had closure! FINALLY! But you see, God knows the things that REALLY broke my heart, one piece at a time. God remembers who I was before life changed completely. God remembers my vulnerability and my insecurities that led me to make the decisions that led to losses that I would bury deep in the recesses of my heart and mind for YEARS, stacking each one on top of another in a dark closet, one suitcase of regret on top of another, each one brimming full of disgust, sadness, fear, rejection, hopelessness, anger, self-loathing, and DENIAL.

That’s exactly where Satan wanted those memories, on a shelf to where he could pull them down and use them to remind me so that I would stay in bondage to him. But don’t you see? Satan is a liar!

Lisa came to do devotion last night and she spoke on grief and through that, God spoke directly to me. He allowed me to see that I, too, am grieving. I, too, am broken. And I need to be mended through His love and His word and His process in His timing so He can inhabit ALL of me…even the dark closet. It’s time to clean out the suitcases. All this time I have been working out of human knowledge and ignoring the quiet reminders of God, so now my problems are highlighted so I can deal with them from HIS eternal perspective and solution. I remember my Bana (my dad’s mother). I loved her SO much but I did not love her sadness. I could not bear to see her grieve, one year after the other, one unbearable season after another. I made a commitment to myself that I would NEVER be like THAT. So grief counseling for me was OUT…stuffing in the closet was in.

Everything for me was completely unsatisfying. Everything in life, before and after my dads suicide, was small in comparison. My life was just the hand I had been dealt…or so I thought. What was the point in bringing it all back to life when I had buried it long ago? I never put the word, “grief”, (or even the emotions of that word) alongside the loss of our family life, home, and security when dad had gone to prison, the events surrounding my late term abortion at the age of 16, the events surrounding the 2nd abortion after a date rape in college, or the one I had when the man I was in love with and would one day marry and have children with told me his career “and those ‘Christian people’ at that new Air Force Base would never understand him having a pregnant girlfriend.” By then I had become numb to the entire process.

I didn’t associate grief with the loss of my grandparents, my friends, or other family members. I didn’t grieve the loss of my marriage, the loss of my children, or the rejection. Each one, each moment, each passing, each move was another suitcase packed and ready to move with me. I moved all right. After each dark suitcase was packed, I RAN. Whether it be a physical move to another geographical location or a move to a different part of my mind, I moved far…FAR away.

I was so moved by my Bible reading in Ecclesiastes yesterday that I pondered the words and spun them around and around all day. So many different things happened that were not coincidence. It’s time for me to heal. It’s time for me to be vulnerable again, for God. It’s time to pull the suitcases out, unpack them one by one, and stay for awhile. It’s time to rest. When Lisa came to do devotion and before I even knew her topic, I prayed that God would show me something to know that it was for me. As that brave woman at the front of the room quoted one scripture after another, I felt God cup my face and whisper, “The time has come, my daughter. It’s time to lay hold of the maker of the wind. Your name…is Victory.”


1 Peter 1:6-7 – In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. 7 These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.

God isn’t sitting back wondering why all these things are happening to you. He ALREADY KNEW! Take comfort and count it all joy! He knows every decision, every mistake, every sin that you would commit. The question remains, are you still holding onto all if as if He can’t see it and didn’t ordain it? SURRENDER ALL!!


Deep Calls to Deep


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I watched my hand as it slowly dipped beneath the surface of the water, disappearing completely beneath the bubbles that floated everso gently. I prayed for the revelation in the wonder of this moment, in this portion of time where everything else stopped existing except my hand coming up to surface then diving deep into an unfocused, out of touch, pressurized version of itself.

I felt like a child seeing something new for the first time which actually wasn’t new at all, rather something I had taken for granted because it was so normal. As my hand sought refuge in the depths of the water, which was rather clear, it still became distorted and looked much different than when it was at the surface in its seemingly natural element. Even in the depths, it was still attached to ME.

God calls us to deep.

Proverbs 20:5 – The purposes of a person’s heart are deep waters, but one who has insight draws them out.

God is so awesome and mysterious and may we never lose our wonder of His divine purpose for us. The water’s change color, the opacity shifts, the tides roll & waves crash over us in the depths of our destiny. The wind and waves still know HIS name! The earth is formed with intention and every living creature is made to survive by His command for HIS provision. The Lord makes things able to see in the darkness of the depths of the sea. He gives them light to source the things He offers them as they swim, seeking substance on the journey that He provides.

THE LORD SAYS: “I provide them with coverings to protect them from the elements, to keep them safe from harm, and I offer them safe passage through the water that is only lit up by the Light that illuminates from them because I give them Light. The pressure in the deep threatens to overtake them but in the preparation and the gentle way I take them down to the deep, I make it so they will not succomb.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of my waterfalls. All the breakers and waves sweep over but you are still attached to ME. My voice is over the waters. The world only sees the distortion from the surface of what lies beneath in the deep, but I see the perfect creation living out purpose. The world doesn’t understand.

Do not become a bottom dweller in the deep, a scavenger on the ocean floor, but become what I make you in the depths where I have called you. Dive, my child, into the water and listen to the roar of those calling, “Hallelujah”. Let the waves crash, let the storms stir up the ocean floor, let the hurricane winds blow and sweep over you and DO NOT BE MOVED. Swim…and do not be afraid or terrified before them.

In the deep you are safe. In the deep there is peace. Then, my child, surface again….and tell them.”