Tag: Holy Spirit

Nine

It’s long been said that age is just a state of mind. If that’s accurate, then I moved to a new state at the age of nine. Though I lived in the house I grew up in from nine months old to age 19 when I married, I was nine when awareness, awkwardness, and anxiousness…

Prophetic Passports

My husband and I recently received our crisp new passports. Unfortunately, they don’t look much different from the expired ones we sent in with our paperwork. They both contain lots of blank pages. Just what you’d expect with the new ones. With the old ones? Not so much. A passport is a gateway to exotic…

The Gentle Gale of God

As we enter 2016 there remains no less need or desire for discovering God in new ways. The following post is from the archives of Desert Days at Wellspring of Life; first posted there in May 2011 at the end of my second breast cancer journey and treatment year. May the Lord reveal Himself to…

Plumb Line

“You are not going just to do a job, Nancy. The Lord is sending you as a plumb line into that workplace.” Such was the matter of fact response of a dear friend at church when I shared with her the good news of being hired into what I considered my ‘plum’ job. She –…

The Harm of Ungodly Prayer

Healing prayer and the prophetic have been part of my life since I was a child. Growing up as no stranger to the laying on of hands, it was not something that I shied away from. I’d had no reason to mistrust the spirit of ones who ministered to me in such fashion. The results…

Faith and Flannelgraphs

Faith begins somewhere. Mine began at my grandmother’s kitchen table – the place of Saturday night hamburgers, cookies and milk, folding clothes, accoutrements necessary for giving home perms, and crafts. When the crafts came out, the sponge in me soaked it all up. Her name was Amo (Ah-mo) and she was my little girl Sunday…

Keeper of My Heart

Rules are not necessarily sacred, principles are. – Franklin D. Roosevelt – (former President of the United States) Keeping your heart and keeping the rules are two very different things. My childhood revolved around being a rule keeper. There were all kinds of labels stapled to my pseudo coat of many colors…    Teacher’s Pet…

Material Girl

I am not a seamstress by any stretch of the imagination. However, I do enjoy strolling through a fabric shop, running my hand over smooth satins, handling chunkier wools, and looking at the vast array of material that offers unlimited combinations. In that scenario, my imagination can sew up a storm! Nor do I cop…

Taking A Closer Look: Sapphira and Male Headship (Acts 5:1-11)

It is taught in some Christian denominations today that women are to be subject/submitted to their husbands in all things. It is not unusual to hear of instances where women have suffered domestic violence or other abuses of human rights within their marriages even while church leadership encourages them to continue ‘submitting’ to such behaviour. Sadly, Christian…

Shadows in the Pew

One’s passion for serving the body of Christ is often found in the redeemed fodder of one’s life. Since I was born into a church-going family, I was on the Cradle Roll as an infant. Year by year I grew up sitting in the pews, wooden theater-style flip-up chairs, or eventually, the comfy upholstered connecting…