Healing a Burned Soul

Shalom… and welcome. It has been over 100 posts since I welcomed people so I wanted to jump back. Not just to words on a page, but to something I believe the Lord Himself has breathed into existence. Before anything else is said, let this be clear—this space, these words, this story… none of it belongs to me. Every ounce of it is the Lord’s. Every piece of healing, every moment of endurance, every breath that carried me here is a testimony of His mercy, not my strength. For y

The enemy is so good at giving the negative things growing in your mind a little water from time to time. The thing about weeds is that they go deep, they dig deep and spread further than we ever see. He knows which thoughts to revisit, which wounds to press on, and which lies have taken root deeply that sometimes we don’t even recognize them as lies anymore. He knows that sometimes all it takes is one little thing, one little moment, one little reminder, to make something we

I think one of the greatest compliments I could ever receive is one that doesn’t really point to me at all. It points to the Lord in me. Last night I was at Gateway House of Prayer for an equipping night, and part of our worship was spent praying for another country. We were praying for the Middle East, specifically Iraq and Iran. As we worshiped, two people joined my friend and me, and the four of us began to pray and intercede on behalf of people we may never meet, in place