Oh How He Loves Us.

i went for a walk this morning. as i was turning off of Canna onto Elderberry, I looked up and a plane was in the process of writing "Jesus Loves U" in the sky. I became, shall I say, EXCITED! and decided to run the the Hendrix house and tell them to come outside.


I ask this question: What does that man/woman have that woke him/her up this morning and compelled them to get in the plane and tell Davenport that Jesus loves them?

What was it that happened in me when I saw it that convinced me to run all the way to the Hendrix house to show them?

If you know me at all, you know that I don't run. I mean, I really can't run, and it's pathetic. My entire body hurts and I feel as though I am going into cardiac arrest. Don't judge me.

But something bigger in me told me to run anyway, a fire that pushed me to go faster because there was a message so good that it had to be shared with someone else.


God, give us the passion that dwells in the soul of that man/woman that feels it necessary to paint the sky with your truth.

I'm craving.

A little under two hours ago, I had a __________  encounter with Jesus. The reason why I fail to describe the encounter is because i really cannot muster up a word in the English vocabulary that would even begin to suffice. Nor does talking about the encounter in a blog give it any justice. If, at all, it must be discussed, said conversation must be done in person. But for now, this is what I give to you:

There you are.

Finally.

Let's just sit.

I have so many questions.

But for now,

Let's just be.

Jesus,

I need a hug. 

No.

I need a body squeeze.

Tears spill from my eyes,

And I know that's strange.

But I am just so happy.

Because for too long,

I have been desperate to taste and see.

Oh to taste and see.

This is the best sit I have ever had.

Your love is strong.

Nothing was more satisfying yesterday than Riley falling asleep in my arms. I found it to be one of the most worshipful moments of my week.

Last night I sat in my bed with the dim light glowing as i read the introduction to Thomas Merton's A BOOK OF HOURS. Just the beginning put me into such a peaceful state that I fell asleep and woke up a few minutes later smiling.

I woke up smiling. God is so good.


My South Carolina journey last week really gave me an opportunity to reflect on my life, the paths God has had and is putting me on, and where i fit in in the roots community. i learned alot.

*its amazing how good it feels to be respected and treated like the woman I was made to be. It really redefines who you want to be apart of your life.

*we need to pray. and pray hard. and pray more than ever.



I guess that about sums it up.