Vision becoming a reality

Vision becoming a reality

How do I articulate in one Blog entry ten years of prayers answered? It won’t be an easy task, but one I will give my best effort.


Isaiah 64:4, For from days of old they have not heard or perceived by ear, Nor has the eye seen a God besides YOU, WHO ACTS IN BEHALF OF THE ONE WHO WAITS FOR HIM.


After my divorce in 2001, I was devastated in my spirit. My heart bled with the consequences of sin and hurt that penetrated so deep that only the BLOOD OF CHRIST could heal. Constantly going to my God, I began to put the pieces of my life back together. It was that year that I humbly yet boldly requested that my God use my hurt and mistakes for His glory alone!! I was convinced that my God wanted to use me! No matter where I had been or what had been done, God is a gracious God. When we draw close to God, He truly does draw close to us! I began praying for God to reveal His direction for my life. I left my hometown in Indiana and packed up and went to Liberty University. It was there that I poured my heart and life out to my God. I served in any capacity that would have me. I was glued to my Bible, soaking up the holy words that spoke so personally. I was consumed with my God. I was sent out as a female intern to a church in Columbus Oh in 2003. Still praying for direction God kept putting on my heart a teen girl conference. I was intrigued by the thought, but didn’t think God could really be calling me the Divorcee to do such a thing. After all, I was told that God would never use me. As I began to pray deeper and deeper on that very thing God began to speak louder and louder. One day, sitting on a metal chair on the back patio of my host home I got my answer. As I begged for clarity and the conference I looked down and my Bible was opened to Habakkuk 2:1-4.


Which States:


I will stand on my guard post and station myself on the rampart; and I will keep watch to see what He will speak to me, and how I may reply when I a reproved.








I sat in a pool of tears. I knew. God couldn’t have spoken any clearer. He shouted at me that day. Now it was up to me to wait for His timing. Continuing to pray year after year I did not have any sign of this coming to fruition. Obviously, He needed time to work. He worked on me, on my broken heart, on my faith, on my willingness to abandon all to Him. Several times, in the last few years I have thought, “this is it”, it is going to happen here, just to be told NO. No, to a woman with a survivors spirit is devastating, but it does not defeat. I knew through the years God in His time would make it happen. I was confident that MY GOD would not disappoint. After nine years of praying, only becoming more and more confident in my call, I finally got a YES. When we met with Pastor Jeffress at First Baptist Dallas who was considering Eddie for the open youth position I asked if he would be willing to allow a teen girl conference to be housed at church. When he gave a confident YES, I began to weep, right in his office.

He had no idea that I had been praying for 9 years for the opportunity to speak truth to our sweet girls.


The first ever BLUSH conference will be held at First Baptist Dallas on January 14 and 15th 2011.


I praise my God for beginning to do what only He can do…..the impossible.


I don’t know if you are waiting for something that you know God has called you to. I know we ALL HAVE A DESIRE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE. We all want to be part of something bigger than ourselves. My advice to you is DO NOT GIVE UP. Pray fervently and without rest. God will bring it to pass, if we stand steadfast on His promises to us!


I leave you with this:


Joshua 21:45


Not one of the good promises which the Lord had made to the house of Israel failed; all came to pass.

The presence of the Lord

The presence of the Lord

Yesterday, I stood in church, after a long challenging week. The worship began to play, and my heart began to melt. I desperately needed the Lord to refresh my spirit. The worship began to get so personal that I didn’t know or care if anyone else was in the room. It was just me, and my Jesus. As I stood before the Lord as the band played the Revelation song, I just worshipped because when we are weak, He is so strong.


They sang,


Worthy is the Lamb Who was Slain

Sing a new song to Him Who sits on heavens Mercy seat

Holy, Holy is He.


Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God almighty

Who was and is and is to come.


When they reached the part…..


Clothed in rainbows in living color

Flashes of lightning, Rolls of thunder

Blessing and honor strength and glory and POWER BE TO YOU THE ONLY WISE KING!!!


I began to experience WORSHIP!

Not play worship. True communion with God. I am amazed eve Sunday of people that give up the chance to come and partake in the music version of church. There is something about singing praises to our God that is like no other. Tell me, who else does millions of people gather to sing praises to every week???????




There is a reason the David sang new songs to the Lord because when you experience His spirit in worship it will change you in an unexpected way. You will walk away maybe experiencing the most horrific circumstances with hope. You will begin to think of others, you will want to serve this God that has the humility to commune with you.

YOU cannot be the same when you have experienced Gods presence.


Such a sweet gift last night as I was so enjoying the Revelation song and the line about the “flashes of lightening” that out of our back window for two hours last night there was the most brilliant lightening storm I have ever seen. It clearly displayed Gods power, and authority, that even creation sing to Him.


When you go to church, don’t just wish for the music to be over because you may feel awkward. Think of THE ONLY WISE KING, and experience His presence.

The beauty of the White hair


Last night Eddie and I were invited to a dinner at the church. It was a fancy affair. We sat at a table in back knowing we needed to leave a little bit early to pick up the kiddos. Our table was full with us, and three couple in their mid eighties. It was fun when they realized our age to hear that I was born when most of them were in their fifties. It started with small talk just interchanging how many kids we had and their ages. Near the end of the night it turned into so much more. As we listened to them tell the stories about Dallas from days gone by, I found myself on the edge of my seat. Each one of them were interjecting jokes and laughing about their age. Something in their spirit left me wanting to know more. These men and women had lived their lives serving the Lord and had raised kids who are raising their kids with the same convictions. I found myself wanting to be their friends and wondering what was their secret. As we got up to leave, I saw the scope of the room sprinkled with white heads of hair and set hairstyles, and I began to think……..will my generation carry the torch? This dinner was a dinner that was set aside for the prayer partners at our church. Prayer partners who have committed to hold up the pastor and staff in prayer. These men and women selflessly regularly pray for us. The thought in my mind was chilling as we walked out. Is my generation going to do the same, or are we too caught up in the glitz and glamor of the next new book or new thing to implement in ministry. The fact is NO SPIRITUAL growth comes from lack of prayer. You may see an increase in your numbers as a church, but true spiritual growth is from the Lord. The fact is I don’t see too many prayer groups like this any more. It challenged me. As Eddie and I were driving home, we discussed that as we were sitting at our table we were both overcome with emotion for our peers.


We, my sweet friends, are the future. The future of our kids rests in the hands of those that will take the baton and run. We must maintain this foundation that has been paved before us by these aged men and women. We must not be too busy to call on the name of the Lord for our country and our churches. We must understand if we don’t, who will……..


I challenge you to start spending time in prayer. Even if it’s 10 minutes a day. Prayer changes things……. Trust me I have seen miracles.


Ephesians 6:18a praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit.


Won’t you carry the torch?

Are you to Busy???????

Are you to Busy???????

Matthew 2:10 and 11

When they saw the star they rejoiced with exceedingly great joy. And when they had come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they presented gifts to Him:gold, frankincense, and myrrh.


This passage is obviously talking about the wise men bringing their best gifts of worship to Jesus. Beauties, I am noticing a growing trend in ministry that is getting on my last nerve. Eddie and I have been involved in ministry for many years now, we have worked with the best of the best of people. Some of the people that we have come a crossed in our journey will be in our hearts forever. We have seen peoples lives changed by meeting Jesus. We have seen people grow in their relationship with Christ so much that they are almost unrecognizable to the people that know them the most. People like these are why we do what we do. It’s why we haven’t given up when we have wanted too. All that being said, I know that we are all pulled into a thousand different directions these days, which begs fatigue. I can feel it, I have seen it more and more. Our attention is pulled in so many different directions it’s hard to remain passionate about our God. Business is the crypto night to passion. We drag ourselves to church exhausted from the jammed packed week of things that won’t matter in 5 days much less five years and give God our left overs. God has become an afterthought rather than an exhibition.


It became so clear to me yesterday as I was presented with yet another situation of passionless Christianity. I love the passage about the three wise men, because they sought after the Christ Child. They searched on an exhibition just so they could worship Him. It was not just another thing to do on their list, IT WAS THIER ONLY LIST. When they found Him, sweet woman, they fell down and worshiped Him. After they had worshiped Him they presented Him with one gift each. Arguably, the most expensive thing they could give gold, frankincense, and myrrh. The Christ Child got the BEST of these humble Kings, NOT the last. What an example to us all.


I love the verse, “Seek Me and you will find Me when you search for Me with all of your heart.” If you have lost that zeal, and have allowed the duties of life to crowd you passion I beg you to start fresh by seeking God. Get on you face before HIm and mark this day with new priorities. I know for a fact sweet girl, He will not disappoint . Then bring your best gift to Him. I don’t mean gold or myrrh, but your best spiritual gift. We are all created so exclusively, you have specific purpose to be showcased in body of Christ. Pinpoint your passion for Christ and worship HIm by giving the gift of service back to Him. If we all did this I know we could change this world.