Category Archives: My Story




The last couple of days we our weather has been in the 50′s…today 70 before we plunge back to the freezer…

dreaming spring…are you:)?


we’re learning day by day that ” the most foreign country is within.”  We are

our own dark continent, we are our own savage frontier. Many marvels

await discovery as we continue on the path to authenticity.

-Alice Walker-



photo credit here

Today I am stopping to slow down and savor…gift

no harried hurry here today….just SIMPLE savoring each moment…one at a time.

Sharing for the first time over with Cheryl @ Culture Smith for her Saturday Simplify series.

The Simplify Journey




a tower…lie bricks & God breathed words & WWW giveaway

As I sit there..alone..the light streaming in from the holes in this tower mortared with pain lies I’ve believed…He shows me the first lie brick in my tower.  God is not good and cannot be for me.  Come again…it is time.

a random word blows loosening the mortar…gently waiting… to be noticed.  Pain can be so loud.  Have you ever noticed that?  I sit there thoughts circling..I go around and around them thinking all over the last weeks..I turn  go pick up a book..what? go pick up a book

the pain laced lies back down as I stand…which book?  I had several laying there so my hand just went to Streams…heart  racing…He was going to say something and I knew it.  I opened to February 5  and He breathed.

Here are God Breathed Words

Isaiah 52:12  ” you shall not go out with haste.” ( altar card )

for a couple weeks my wrestling  has been between my orphan mentality and my daughtership.  Pain , the mortar used to lay each one down. Years in the making…built high…to high for my flesh to tear down and hold together..but flesh has controlled and predicted for so long.  You see - I am no longer an orphan…but I live like one.

go pick up a book?  again?  February 11 He breathed.    I had just finished asking Him about a house…I go pick up the same book and He spoke

Here are God Breathed words

Joshua 3:13 { altar card }

as soon as the soles of the feet of the priests…shall rest in the waters…the waters…shall be cut off.

OK really? I posted on Joshua here. He leaves me wanting more of Him.  Something He is speaking to me…

If I don’t put my foot in the water where the situation is impossible God cannot stop the waters. I took a brick down and with the sole of my foot… I stepped out of the tower and INTO the truth that GOD does care and wants my/our good.

Here is the lie brick:

God is not good and cannot be for me

Here is God Breathed Words

Exodus 33:14

the LORD ( YHWH) replied, ” I will personally go with you, Moses {Tiffini} and I will give you rest-everything will be fine for you.”  { altar card }

This is wrestlingthis is choice…this is “am I going to choose to be the orphan or am I going to choose to be the daughter of the King ?”

I could feel the heat and energy in His breath over my soul.   I had a choice set before me…I wrestled exhausted.  I ate.  I chewed them up small and His Spirit made them edible for my soul.

My sole was in the water and my soul was a daughter and it cried Abba, Father!

I will leave us with this from Rose Marie Miller.  I think it represents us. women. would you put your name in the blank with me?  { altar card }

” _______________, you act like an orphan…you often live as though the Holy Spirit never came, could never help you live in impossible places and do impossible things.  You act ( or live ) as though there were no Father who loves you….

~ “Path” by Linn Photography ~ posted by acottageinthewoods

I’m still on this journey… thank you from the depths of my heart that you are walking with me…

Do you have lie bricks that you have built up walls with? Do you live as an orphan or a daughter?

This Tuesday I’m resting in the presence of friends @ Finding Heaven…would you come?

Come back tomorrow for Word women Wednesdays…and meet one of my kindred soul sisters Stephanie from The best is yet to be.

She is giving away a copy of Beth Moore’s ” Get out of that Pit”! So come and join in the linky party and link up any post that

encourages women to keep going in this journey of life.  It is never to late for God to do the impossible.  See you tomorrow:)

Photo Credit – Nantyglo Round Towers , a cottage in the woods


Dear Monday…an artist in high heels?

It is on my bucket list this year to wear high heels somewhere.  I’m not a heel wearer…at all.


Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about….Say yes quickly, if you know, if you’ve known it from before the beginning of the universe.

-Jalai us-din Rumi

I MADE these and look at them!  They were even edible…not just so so… YUMMY!  I am so proud of myself!  This is Martha Stewart’s recipe. I got it from Cooking with my Kid.

We printed these invites off from Emily @ Jones Design Co. for Grace’s Valentine at school

She cut ribbon and wrote on them … and share them on Friday.  Ugly black blob – last name I took out…sorry:)

Cooking with My Kid Valentine Heart Cookies click here

Prep Time: 1 hour  Cooking Time: 10 to 12 minutes ( I used my convection oven and it only took 5 minutes -this batch got to brown on 8 minutes..subsequent batches turned out perfectly..sorry for the dark cookies;) )

Cookie Ingredients:
2 sticks unsalted butter (at room temp)
1 1/2 cups granulated sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 large egg
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
3 cups all purpose flour (plus some for rolling)
1/2 teaspoon baking powder

Frosting Ingredients:
3 cups confectioners sugar
1/4 cup lemon juice or milk

In a large bowl combine flour, baking powder and salt.  Set aside. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, beat butter and sugar on medium-high speed until light and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Add eggs, vanilla. Mix on medium-high speed until combined. With mixer on low speed, add flour in two batches, mixing until just incorporated.  Turn out dough onto a clean work surface. Divide in half, and pat into flattened rectangles; wrap each in plastic. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line large baking sheets with parchment paper or a Silpat. On a lightly floured work surface, roll out one rectangle of dough to ¼-inch thickness. Using cookie cutters, cut out shapes. Using a small offset spatula, transfer shapes to prepared sheets, placing about 2 inches apart. Bake in oven 10 to 12 minutes or until edges are just starting to brown. Let cool before frosting.

For frosting, stir together confectioners’ sugar and juice until icing is spreadable (add more juice if you need to). Spread glaze onto cookies and add sprinkles.

Enjoy everything sweet today….

Top Photo Credit - Shelly Kroeger

Photo Credit – Nikki @ The House of Belonging


soul on its knees…

As I tread gently in this sacred ground… my soul has been on its knees..for us..for women

would you covenant to  pray too?

I believe it begins with one

will you be one?

it’s coming and it is going out…will you be willing to jump  “naked”  in a  canvas of community with me?

it’s sacred…it’s community

over the next days…will you pray ?

here is the verse that I have been praying

This same Good News that came to you is going out all over the world. It is bearing fruit everywhere by changing lives, just as it changed your lives from the day you first heard and understood the truth { not the lie } about God’s wonderful grace.

Colossians 1:6

make ready for the vision…

sharing my heart over with Michelle @ Lost in the Prairies for

& Jennifer @ StudioJRU

sneak peek

come connect with others will you ?


sweet incense & a free gift

soul work – this is where it happens…we’ve just gotten used to relating on levels that avoid soul issues….

from Your Secret Name

Accept my prayer as incense offered to you, and my upraised hands as an evening offering.

Psalm 141:2

As incense – Incense was offered every morning and evening before the Lord, on the golden altar, before the veil of the sanctuary. Exodus 29:39, and Numbers 28:4.

“as the sweet gift offered in the evening.”

daniel farmer

I’ve always had a receiving issue.  It is hard for me to receive something without feeling as if I have to give something back in return.  The truth is…I do have those in my life that expect something in return.  There is most always a string attached to what they are giving.  No thank you…I’d rather not…that is a game I choose not to play.

this has carried over into God and I’s relationship…until lately.

He is not letting this one go…not this time. I’ve always been one to record life…mostly through journaling.  When things are deep…words…moments – I want to capture them quick and engrave them on my soul … time elapses and I can’t recall.

My soul has been in turmoil of late…vacillating between feeling as though I have nothing acceptable to give Him and knowing that that is ok.  He doesn’t play that game.  Remember here when I shared my altar jar with you….this ismy Bethel…my sacred place.  It is where the divine and the daily meet…often where the words won’t come and the numb won’t leave… where I am raptured by a love that allows me to just BE..before the angst builds up so much … where the escape eludes me and I silently scream arms raised up high and He comes and I am emptied…spent

Jacob mirrors me…wrestling and I won’t stop…importunity crying out this time Father..each of my senses heightened by His movement…I hear YOU…all around me…this is what you can give to ME…  my outpouring… your overfilling.  I give Him back all He shares.  This sacred place … He pulls me into Him and I breathe Him in and me out…over and over until there is

I’m not choosing fear…I’m wrestling…I’m not letting go…going to let fear keep me from my soul being healed..I believe there is a step farther past just settling…just being reconciled to the fact that there isn’t something more…what if there is more…if we open our soul to Him…risk being naked, vulnerable…

Father it is in you that we move and breathe and have our being…unhindered…relentless..naked and vulnerable we pursue you…we will not let go until we’re blessed..we gratefully meet you here…each at our sacred place

…waiting for what you shall say…

Here is my simple gift to you.  I pray these help you to build a memorial for remembering…altar cards for you to write your words…His Words in your sacred place…what He has done… is doing…comforting me/you so we can comfort others.

to think about as you move in Him today…what offering do you have to lay on the altar today?  Have you ever felt like you had to give God something back when He gave you something? will you refuse to let go until your blessed?  ( not talking money here:)  are you willing to step a little farther than you ever  have before?

Photo Credit - Daniel Farmer

Come with me won’t you?  I’m over sharing Jen’s @ Finding Heaven

Finding Heaven