My Sacred Space

My Sacred Space

On my last night in my condo, I got on the floor like I’ve done so many times before in this little “prayer cottage.”

My home – as normal as any other suburban condo – had become my prayer closet. Every inch of it. Over these past 11 years, I can honestly say there was barely a place on the floor where I had not knelt in prayer – crying out for breakthroughs, seeking direction, or just enjoying friendship with Jesus.

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The Open Door

The Open Door

Last evening, as I talked with the Lord in prayer, the thought came to me: I can never go back. There is no turning back from here.

These are the defining moments. There are some moments, steps that the Lord asks us to take in faith, that when we say “yes” to him, there is no turning back. We are forever changed and can no longer go back to life as we knew it. 

These are never easy yeses.

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Walk With Me

Walk With Me

In this season it seems I’m continually asking the Lord for direction.  Am I going the right way?  Did I make a wrong turn? What should I do here?

There has been an enormous amount of change these last few months. And with it, there has also been great loss. The “good Christian” in me wants to follow that statement with “But God has been near. He has been faithful. He is trustworthy.” And wow – are all of those statements so incredibly true, especially right now. But in the midst of it all, there has also been suffering and loss that Jesus has invited me to sit with, linger there…and to walk with him.

 

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Kick Like a Little Fish

I recently had the joy of watching my brother teach his 18-month-old son how to kick his little feet in the water.  He was singing this cute song he’d picked up at Julian’s baby swim lessons:  “Kick, kick, kick like a little fish…” That evening, as I was getting ready for bed the image of Julian in the pool came to mind, and I began to hear my Father’s voice. “Connie, kick, kick, kick, like a little fish.” 

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