Seed Generation

Since the fall, the earth and all of creation has been waiting for the awakening of Sons and Daughters to the fullness of their identity of Christ in them. The Kingdom has been set up to advance…however…

History will continue to repeat and cycle itself.
Generations will continue to start low, rather than higher than the one before them.

That is, until there is a generation bold enough to plant a seed out of faith that they may never get to see the resulting fruit of in their lifetime.

It’s a sacrifice that may cause the world to mock at your life free of the system, living in “radical” freedom. And you may have to endure rejection, criticism and hatred of those without eyes to see or ears to hear. Oh, but to have all of your treasures in Heaven, spending your life operating from the currency of Heaven, is worth it all.

To surrender your life to breaking curses, finding your identity through His eyes alone, remembering and fighting for the restoration of all things with love (and without a sword) and learning all over again how to love Him with ALL your heart, soul and mind…it’s an honor to perhaps never be known. To be the one to walk through the fire so that your great-great-great-great grandchildren are born into a world where hospitals don’t exist because Sons and Daughters are walking in the fullness of their image-bearing identities, healing the sick in their shadows with Christ in them. Where they have to ask the question “What is sin?” because the Kingdom becomes so advanced.

Even Abraham was promised a legacy out of obedience in planting the seed of trust and total surrender. God followed through with this promise, but it took many generations to fulfill and Abraham was content and found rest in that.

We may not be here 6 generations from now, but they matter now. What we do presently – matters. Because there WILL be a day when Sons and Daughters are operating in the fullness of authority Jesus has told us that we have access to walk in. But it has to start somewhere.

Church has looked the same for many, many generations. And the world isn’t looking any different. Generations should be moving from glory to glory and the world should be looking restored, yet we are still living in the same curses and brokenness that our past generations lived through.

It’s time for a generation to plant its seed in good, rich, fertile soil to see a harvest that yields fruit from Heaven and not religion. And for that generation to be ok with being hidden under the soil, maybe never getting to see the sprout break through the soil in their lifetime…but with the promise that it will grow in integrity and fullness through their legacy.

He is faithful to His promises and His goodness is always available. He has made it clear several times through His word that we are not slaves – so find freedom outside of the slavery of religion and the boldness to live your life with eyes towards Zion.

Because when a generation comes around that pursues His face in the freedom of the wilderness, the Kingdom will advance exponentially as He fulfills His promise of “on Earth as it is in Heaven.”

Let’s plant the seed. Let’s BE the seed.

“God’s kingdom realm is like someone spreading seed on the ground. He goes to bed and gets up, day after day, and the seed sprouts and grows tall, though he knows not how. All by itself it sprouts, and the soil produces a crop; first the green stem, and then the head on the stalk; and then the fully developed grain in the head. Then, when the grain is ripe, he immediately puts the sickle to the grain, because harvest time has come.” Mark 4:26-29

Oaks of Righteousness

“…That they may be called Oaks of Righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He May be glorified.” Isaiah 61:3

I’ve been reading a lot about trees lately. I can’t stop. I’m surrounded by them where I live and I breathe in their richness everyday. I feel the breeze of mercy flowing through their branches as they bend and yield to the winds of change. To see them is to see His nature and I can’t stop looking because there is always more to reveal. In these books I’m reading, even the most “worldly” of scientists penning the pages cannot deny the spiritual connection that trees have, even if they don’t fully understand it. What they do know is that trees are marvelous, majestic, intricate, creative, intentional, communal and entirely relational.

Most have a basic knowledge of trees as far as photosynthesis and the water cycle. But oh, trees are the lifeline of the entire world.

They purify the air as they exhale the purest form of elements needed for life. Not only does this occur in the area the tree is planted but it sends this purified air as far as the oceans.

They keep deserts from drying up. Even in areas of little rain, trees soak up every bit of provision and designate it where it needs to go throughout the seasons.

They rely on each other and constantly support each other, especially those that are weak. It has been observed that when a tree falls, surrounding trees will keep the stump alive for hundreds of years, supplying nutrients through their roots. They are relational and find that it benefits them all to have a stump with roots intertwined with theirs, thriving with life instead of rotting and decaying.

They restore chemical imbalances in the soil through the integrity of their being. They are able to sense disorder and provide balance through their natural, built-in processes of yielding.

In the same manner, we – as Sons and Daughters – have been created as Oaks of Righteousness. Created in His image as marvelous, majestic, intricate, creative, intentional, communal and entirely relational. From a seed, this has always been the core of our DNA and is our destiny.

If only we could see it, know it, believe it, identify with it and live it.

We were made to purify the air with our breath not only in our surroundings, but for it to reach the oceans.

We were made to be an oasis in the desert to not only keep it from drying up, but to inhabit it and transform it.

We were made to operate as a Body in unity because everyone is important and is made in His image.

We were made to restore balance and bring order to the Earth not in our trying, but in our yielding.

And in operating in this identity as an Oak of Righteousness, the Kingdom-building byproduct is found in verse 4:

“They shall build up the ancient ruins; they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations.”

In the end, it all points back to Him – “That He May be glorified” or “That He May display His beauty” or “For the display of His splendor”.

He displays His beauty through His sons and daughters. What great love. What a Father He is that He would create us as and call us Righteous.

What a Father that He would build His Kingdom through us – all in looking at and yielding to Him. We get to look at His face in every moment of every day and in return, He transforms us and brings restoration to the world.

We are Oaks of Righteousness.

Let’s live it.

Just a small facet of – “Christ in me, the hope of glory”


Some days in parenting are tougher than others. Today was certainly one of those days. The kids were up way too early, nap-time was a hassle with one kid transitioning to a toddler bed, it was hot (our air conditioner couldn’t keep up with the heat outside) and it seemed that everyone just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

Anna, in particular, pushed and pushed the boundaries as far as she could today. It all finally climaxed in a stand-off between her and I, which ended with her crying and throwing objects across the living room in response to my yelling at her.

It was not pretty. Especially on my end.

By the time we were preparing for bedtime, I was drowning in guilt. I felt like I was just marking another big “fail” checkmark on my parenting for the day. Just another fail to add to the list. Our bedtime routine was a bit different tonight, which ended with all the kids being asleep in their beds except for Anna. Instead of walking her to her bed and staying in her room until she fell asleep, I picked her up and started rocking her in the living room.

I don’t think I’ve rocked her to sleep since she was younger than 2.

I didn’t say anything and we just started rocking. I could tell she was looking at me so I turned to face her. We locked eyes and she broke out with the biggest smile in her face. She then reached her hand out and touched my face, looked at me for a few seconds and then went straight to sleep.

Without saying a word, she taught me grace.

We both knew what went down throughout the day. She knew my downfalls, flaws and imperfections and loved me. She genuinely, deeply loved and forgave me anyway. She just longed to be close to me.

But much more than that, she taught me the deeper parts of grace. When God shows us grace, He is not looking past our downfalls and turning the other cheek. He acknowledges them and says I am yours and you are mine – no matter what. However, we are not going to ignore this. Instead, we will face this together head on and tackle your burdens and your sin until this part of you becomes beautiful.

When Anna put her hand in my face, we both acknowledged the flaws of the day without saying a word. But I also felt her forgiveness as Holy Spirit began to speak to my heart about my poor reactions and attitude. I felt driven to do better and be better.

I felt grace. Thanks to my sweet, passionate Anna Grace.

Be Intentional

A while back, I posted about our season of waiting on the Lord. We are still in this season and it has been a rollercoaster of emotions. I have felt frustrated and isolated, while at the same time remaining hopeful and learning to rest with Jesus. It hasn’t been until very recently that I made the decision to just fully embrace having to wait instead of wishing it were over. I’ll be honest – it’s been hard up to this point. I just wanted answers. I wanted vision. I wanted to move on.

What I had been lacking to see and understand was that this season was supposed to be special. I had failed to understand that it was an invitation from the Lord. And what I know about invitations is that they are given with careful selection. I remember as a kid, when I had a birthday party coming up, I made a list of friends that I wanted to invite. They were all people that I personally chose, knowing that their presence at my party would make it intimate and special to me.

So when I came to this realization, I asked the Lord what waiting should look like for me. Practically. Because up to this point, all I had been doing was literally, physically waiting. Sure, I was praying, seeking answers, all of those things….but it just felt like a dead end. So again, when I asked, He answered with two words.

Be intentional.

I sat there trying to imagine what ‘intentional waiting’ looked like, which seemed contradictory. And in His perfect love, He immediately showed me this picture:

My husband is my favorite person in the world. I love when he’s around, I thoroughly enjoy his company and I never feel like a need a ‘break’ from him. He works during the week until 5, meaning he’s usually home around 5:30. When he’s gone, I do miss him. I miss his presence in our home. I’m eagerly anticipating when he gets home, making a list in my head of things I want to talk to him about or show him. More importantly, I’m excited about the quality time we will spend together and with the girls.

So I spend my day ‘waiting’ on him to get home. But I’m not just sitting in a chair watching the clock. I’m taking care of our 3 girls, doing housework, singing ‘Baby Shark’ for the 215th time that day, making lists, planning piano lessons, fitting a workout in, making dinner, etc. Once 4:00 starts to roll around, this excitement starts building up. I know Kaleb will be home soon. There’s this sense of anticipation in the room and the girls can feel it too. They’ll start looking out the door saying, “Daddy’s coming!” Finally, we can hear the car coming up our long, mountainous driveway and there’s such an eagerness in the air. When he opens the door and walks into the room, the atmosphere in our home changes.

Kaleb doesn’t even have to say a thing. His presence is enough. I waited all day for him to come home and without fail, he did. It’s all I need.

As I’m picturing this, the Lord pointed out my intentional waiting. During the day I was living and thriving, taking care of my family’s needs and finding joy in things that I love and enjoy – all while waiting for Kaleb to come.

So in this process, I am choosing to be intentional.

Intentional with my marriage.

Intentional with my parenting.

       Intentional with my hobbies and interests.

Intentional with my ideas and dreams.

Most importantly, I am going to be intentional with my pursuit of Jesus. I’m pursuing Him and nothing else. Not answers, not what He can do for me, not just what I can solely get out of the relationship. Just Him. He longs to reveal Himself to us if only we will take the time to get to know Him.

His presence is enough. When He comes, He doesn’t even have to say a thing.

I remember when my husband and I first starting dating. We spent so much time asking each other questions to get to know each other. After being married and knowing each other as long as we have, it’s so much deeper than knowing ‘surface’ things about each other. I can tell what he’s thinking, I understand his journey and I am still pursuing him daily to find out more.

And in my relationship with Jesus, I’m not satisfied with just surface things. I want to sing songs with lyrics like, “I want to know your heart” with integrity, truly understanding what that kind of pursuit looks like. But it takes being intentional. Not just going through a devotional journal in order to cross it off a to-do list, but really listening and finding Him during the day. Finding Him in my marriage, in my girls – in Abby’s eyes, in Anna’s smile and in Rebekah’s joy, and in our dreams.

We have had several prophetic words spoken over us the past few months – all encouraging, all beyond the season of waiting – however, they are void if I don’t put forth the effort. I see this happen so often in prophecy. People think that if they are given a word that is ‘future driven’, it’ll just happen on it’s own. There’s a cost to see it come to fruition.

It’s like waiting on a pizza to be delivered to your house, yet never picking up the phone to call in the order.

The Lord comes through on his promises. He has promised so many wonderful things for our family’s future, but our present is still awesome! Instead of looking for answers for the future, I chose to focus on Him in the present. He has selected us to walk with Him through this season of waiting. It has been a special invitation to intimacy this whole time and I just now am seeing it. I can feel Him shifting things in me, realigning my heart and renewing my mind.

So my encouragement is this – if you’re in a season of waiting, be intentional.

Pursue Him, find Him, get to know His heart. Get to the point where there is an eagerness in your heart while waiting for Him to come. Wait with anticipation.

Because He will come, I promise. Just don’t miss out on what you can learn about Him in the waiting like I almost did.

Be intentional.

I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning. Psalm 130:5-6

What have you learned during your season of waiting?

He’s In the Waiting.

It’s been a while since my last blog post. Over 6 months, to be exact.

For our family, these past 6 months have been a complete whirlwind of emotions. We have experienced times of excitement, expectancy and contentment…as well as grieving, confusion and frustration. All over one word.


When the Lord began to whisper this word to us, it put us in a strange place. A good place…but strange, nonetheless. My husband, Kaleb, and I each began to handle it differently, yet together. I think that’s the beauty of our relationships with Jesus. He knows me. He knows Kaleb. He knows how to communicate with us individually in a way that benefits and grows our marriage.

Without needing to go into much detail, we felt the Lord leading us to lay down our current job in ministry. At first it was hard to comprehend. In our imperfect, human minds, we felt the need to keep holding on until we knew what was coming next. Usually, when you transition in ministry, you already have something that follows and it usually requires moving. But the Lord had a different plan. He very clearly let us know that He was asking us to obey step one – lay it down.

Without knowing what comes next. Hence, the roller coaster of emotions.

At this point, I’ll share my side of the story and what I have learned in my personal journey. When I took time to reflect on the past 6 months, I came to the conclusion that I’ve learned – and I mean, truly learned, two things about Jesus and who He is.

He is good.

I’m in love with His goodness. Everything about Him is good. He’s a good Father, a good friend, a good listener, a good advocate, a good presence, a good disciplinarian and a good God. I used to unfairly question His goodness when things around me were not understandable. I used to find fault in Him when things got hard.

But He has just completely covered me with grace and showered me with affection during this season of correction and revelation. His grace is so good.

He truly cannot let me down. He has become my song in the morning, my rock, my hope, and my breath. He takes bad situations, which He does not create, and brings good out of them. For a long time, a part of me did not believe this. There was a nasty piece of me that was always cynical about who God is. Thankfully, He lovingly corrected me and renewed my mind. It’s actually completely refreshing to not have preconceived ideas about how I think He is and how I think He should move. It’s much more beautiful to reflect on His goodness and really see Him in everything. In nature, in other people, in myself and in His word. I can’t explain why bad things happen, but I can tell you from personal experience that He is good.

He’s in the waiting.

Back in December, God asked us to wait. I could not understand this at first and it caused me great anxiety. I didn’t know what exactly “wait” was exactly going to involve. I was guilty of associating a season of waiting with being “stuck”. But, oh, how wrong I was. Waiting has been the greatest thing that I have ever done for Him. I’ll take waiting any day.

It was during this time of waiting that I found Him. I mean, REALLY found Him. I have served Him my entire life but it hasn’t been until recently that I fell in love with Him. He showed me that He has been pursuing me before I was even a thought. All it finally took was me pursuing Him back. Not pursuing ministry, not pursuing acts of service, not pursuing a church service, not pursuing “what’s right”, not pursuing religion.

Just Him. Only Him.

He’s been whispering to me for a while and I finally listened. I don’t care what it looks like to other people. I don’t care if people don’t understand our decisions. I don’t care if they don’t like the answers we do and don’t give about our transition.

What I care about is that I just want Jesus. And if He asks me to lay it all down, that’s what I’m going to do.

In the waiting, He has proven to me that He won’t fail me. He will take care of our growing family, our finances, our vehicle needs, our health, our house and our jobs. But more than that, He also cares about our hobbies and our interests! Our joy, our happiness.

In the waiting, He has talked to me. He promised me that during this time He wouldn’t be silent and that He would be present. He shows up sometimes when I am least expecting it and can’t help but feel loved and at complete peace. I’ve had memorable times where it’s just me sitting in the living room after my kids have gone to sleep. I would ask Him to come and He did. Right away. Just for me. It’s incredible. Sometimes He spoke. Sometimes He didn’t say anything, but He didn’t have to. His presence was enough.

This is the Jesus I am finally getting to know. If He asked us to lay it all down just for this, He has been worth it. He is still worth it. Worth it all.

He is good. He’s in the waiting.

It seems so simple. I have sung countless songs with these lyrics, but until I lived it and until Jesus encountered me in ways that only He knows how, I finally believe it. I could meditate on this side of Jesus forever, which is just mind-blowing there are never-ending characteristics about Him. I have fallen so in love with Him.

Is this still a scary time? Sure. There is tons of uncertainty. But what I can be certain about is that He is good. He is present. He holds our tomorrow, whatever that looks like. He’s madly in love with my family.

He is faithful to His promises.

He’s so good to me.

Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord! Psalm 27:14

When did you find Him? What is your testimony?

“Trust Falls”

Do you ever find yourself struggling to fully implement something that you’ve heard time and time again from a pulpit, a spiritual mentor, from the Bible and from Holy Spirit? You make it a point to change your mindset and live out this Kingdom concept, but over the course of time realize that you just aren’t getting it.

In my case, it’s serving and trusting the Lord completely with a “child-like” faith.

I’ve heard the phrase and the teachings on this too many times to count. I’ve read passages in the Bible and spent time in prayer and fasting trying to capture this. The idea of it just seems so…relieving. Refreshing. No doubts or worries. Man, I want that.

I think this is where my analytical nature tends to hurt me. I spend too much time overthinking rather than putting my faith into action and watching God come through for me. I worry rather than trust.

But then, God used my 2 year old to teach me the greatest lesson about child-like faith.

Abby is currently into this thing called a “trust fall”. It’s where you fully commit to falling forward or backward, expecting another person to reach out and catch you before face-planting on the ground. In her version, she likes to climb on top of a table and suddenly fall without much warning to the second person in the room. Yet, she is always caught.

A couple of days ago, I was sitting in the recliner and she was on the other side of the room standing on top of a small table. I looked up and saw the look in her eyes. The glimmer. The twinkle. I tried to talk her out of it but my instincts told me that this was happening. In that same second, she began to fall forward and with some kind of Matrix move, I was across the room and there to catch her!

She didn’t just trust that I would catch her. She also expected it without doubt or hesitation. She knew that even though the current circumstance didn’t align with the typical process, I would come through for her in the end.

Jesus. Wow.

He’s the same and even better. I may look at a situation and find it impossible. I sing about it all the time in church – “Nothing is impossible for You” – and truly, in the moment of worship, I believe it. But when circumstances happen, I find myself struggling and putting God back into a box. I ask God how in the world He is going to make something work.

In these times, I think we struggle to operate with child-like faith because instead of being His children, we are operating as orphans. We act as if there is nobody there to advocate for us.

Abby perceives things in one way – I’m her parent and she is my child. She trusts that when she hands me her juice cup, I will have milk or juice to put in it. She trusts that after her bath, I will have clothes to put on her. She trusts that there will always be a clean diaper, a time of comfort after discipline, food on her plate, toys to play with and love from her parents. She doesn’t expect these things out of entitlement. She expects them because that’s what parents do.

In the same way, I expect provision and leadership from God because He’s a Father. That’s what Father’s do.

So I’m learning from my 2 year old how to approach our Father. With child-like faith. I’m going to start everyday with a “trust fall”. I’m not going to look a situation and react as if it’s impossible. I’m going to take the plunge forward and expect that my Father will always be there to catch me and take care of me and my family. I am going to pursue, trust and follow the counsel of Holy Spirit with every decision. I’m going to trust that He will guide us in our ministry and in our callings.

I’m going to put my money where my mouth is and not hold back or question the Lord when He gives me a certain number as the offering plate passes by. If the number seems impossible, DO IT. Let God show you how much you can trust Him.

Abby lives her little toddler life with such freedom, refreshing, and relief. I want what she’s got.

Keep trusting your daddy and I, sweet girl. We will always catch you.

And He said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:3

Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10

What is your testimony of trust? When is a time that you committed to a trust fall and God came through for you?



Early Mornings

When it comes to sleep, I want as much as possible. Even before “adulting”, I would typically be in bed early so that I could get 8 to 9 hours of sleep at night. I am not a night-owl, nor am I am morning person. Ha…meaning I need my sleep so that I’m not unpleasant to be around.

Of course, having kids changed my sleeping habits. I can’t remember the last time I had 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Somehow, I’ve managed to adapt to still be a functioning member of society during the day! But I’ll admit that I still have my struggles.

As a mom, I have been created to be the nurturer, the caretaker, the comforter. Even during times when I’d rather be sleeping. I must confess that at 3 AM I have not been the most “loving” mother to my children.

Especially this past week.

For 4 nights in a row, Anna woke up multiple times, which would then wake her older sister up as well. Looking back, I should have handled those nights way better. I allowed myself to become frustrated immediately for one simple reason – I just wanted to sleep.

So selfish.

Anna needed me. She wanted me. Why else would she cry out in the middle of the night? Shouldn’t she know that her mom will be there for her at any time, no matter what? These are things I pray for both of my girls – that they would find comfort, safety and love in their Daddy and I for their whole life. That they will never hesitate to reach out to us, no matter what the situation. I’ve been making the mistake of only applying those prayers to their future and not in the present.

When Anna cries during the night, she is looking for me. She’s wanting to know that she is safe and that I’m available. That I’m there.

It’s just how the Father is with us. He’s always available. He keeps us safe. He comforts. When we cry out to Him, He is there no matter what the situation. He just says, “Come to me. I’m all you need. I’m your everything. I’m here.”

That is what He spoke to me during that fourth morning of early wake-up calls. I had a choice that morning. To lack in love or to be full of love. I prayed for grace and His presence and this is the lesson He taught me as I was rocking my baby back to sleep.

I’m always praying to be a better parent and daily interceding for my girls. He used those dreaded wake-up calls as a teaching moment for me. His love for me allows me to model that same type of love to my girls. Finally, after 4 long nights, I listened.

Such grace.

Last night, Anna woke up once during the night and my approach was different. But so was her response. 2 minutes later, we were both back to sleep for the rest of the night. 🙂

Will those early mornings still happen? Yes. Will I still be sleepy? Absolutely. Is it worth it?


In the morning, Lord, You hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before You and wait expectantly. Psalm 5:3

There’s just something different about meeting with the Father in the morning. How has your life been impacted by choosing to meet with Him in the morning?

Why I Will Always Speak Highly Of My Husband.

A couple of days ago, I was riding in the car with Kaleb. He’s just been doing some incredible things in his life lately but I could tell he was exhausted. While he was driving, I put my hand on his shoulder and just began praising him. “I’m so proud of you,” was the first thing out of my mouth. After I affirmed him, he looked over and genuinely appreciated the gesture and his whole demeanor changed.

The Lord then spoke to me and laid this topic on my heart. I would not consider myself a relationship expert, but I do keep certain things in mind and practice them daily to build up my marriage rather than tear it down. One of those things is giving constant affirmation and saying “I love you” or “I’m proud of you” out loud to my husband.

Now I am all for the 5 love languages but I feel like those are extra ways to tell your spouse that you love them. Because honestly, nothing says “I love you” like actually saying “I love you.”

Kaleb is my absolute best friend and even though we may have our disagreements, at the end of the day, he is the person I want to hang out with over anyone else. I intend to keep it this way and something I can guarantee to make this happen is to always speak highly of him. I do this to him personally, in conversations with family and friends, and in my own mind.

So here are 4 reasons why I always speak highly of my spouse:

1. What you say out loud, you are speaking into existence.

You are declaring the identity of your spouse with the words that you speak about them. I want Kaleb to be a man of God, a husband that supports me, a leader of my household, a good father to my children, and a person of integrity. If I am in a conversation where he becomes the topic, these are the things I convey. It’s not doing anyone any kind of good if I ramble about how he never does the laundry (Just an example…Kaleb actually did the laundry for 2 whole years while I was pregnant because he didn’t want me going up and down the stairs!) or the times that I am frustrated with him. In your marriage vows, you promised to lift them up but more importantly, promised to uphold them and keep them accountable with their relationship with God. How are you going to maintain that promise if you are speaking slander over their life?

2. Your thoughts towards your spouse become naturally negative.

Practice becomes habit. Habit becomes a way of life. When you speak negative things over your spouse, you start to believe them. It’s poisonous. Don’t do this to your marriage. Satan only has power when he comes into agreement with man. When you are not uplifting your spouse, you’re inviting satan in. And that is dangerous if, by this point, you have trained your mind to think a certain way about your spouse.

It all starts with coming home after a long, exhausting day of work and finding that the dishes are still sitting there from this morning. You think, ‘My husband could have taken care of those.’ But nothing is said to him and you do the dishes with an attitude, yet he has no idea that you are upset with him for this. Instead you go about your evening and send your friend a message about how you are unappreciated and your spouse never helps out. The next morning, he goes straight to the sink and puts his dirty dishes in, kisses you good-bye and leaves. You don’t even acknowledge his loving gesture. You think, ‘Are you kidding me?! Why didn’t he just wash those?’ All day long you are fuming. He still has no idea. After some time, it’s no longer even about the dishes. It becomes continuous negativity and criticism of their actions and character because you have trained yourself to have this way of thinking.

3. It’s gossip…and gossip travels.

Never, not once, in my marriage have I ever called my mom or dad to vent about a disagreement that Kaleb and I are having. Kaleb has never done this with his parents either. Why? Because eventually we talk through our feelings, work through, and get over that disagreement. But our moms are not a part of that conversation and resolution. They are left on the sidelines with harsh feelings towards our spouse. This is so dangerous and I see it so often. It’s a difficult cycle to break because now a third person is in your marriage that shouldn’t be there because you invited them.

You and your spouse are married to each other. Don’t let anyone else enter into your marriage! Your frustrations aren’t anyone else’s business. You don’t need people to take ‘your side’. Figure it out together. While you may justify your actions as “venting”, you could not be more wrong. You have just invited that person into your marriage. You are now allowing them to view your spouse in a way they should not. And if you think that this bit of information will stay between the two of you, it absolutely will not. Even if this friend does not say a word, the information will be on their face. You have placed them against your spouse and their face is going to say it all.

4. It hurts your relationship with the Father.

He answered, “Have you not read that he who created them from the beginning made them male and female, and said, ‘Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh’? So they are no longer two but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let not man separate.” Matthew 19:4-6

Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit in everything to their husbands. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, so that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish. Ephesians 5:22-27

God created man and woman to be a team. He literally created the woman from man’s body. They are a part of each other. When you are not edifying your spouse, you are also speaking against the Father. How are you going to witness to a coworker when you are bashing your spouse during lunch break? How are you going to grow in any potential giftings of the Spirit when you are talking down to your spouse at home? That’s not the way that the Father loves. This love you try to portray to the community becomes invalid if the love of the Father is not evident in the home. After God, we are called to love our spouse next. Not our children, not our parents, not your Sunday School students, not your ministry, not your mission field. If any of these are before your spouse, your growth and revelation moments will be stunted. That is not something that I want to mess with.


This post is not meant to discourage or tear down anyone. I love my Father and the beautiful way that He has intended for marriage to be designed. This is a fight against the enemy for trying to infiltrate what God has created. Remember this – Satan does NOT have authority. That was taken care of on the cross. It’s what he desires more than anything and since he can’t have it, he tries to find his way into your life through darkness and sin.

I challenge you today to make it a point to only think positive thoughts about your spouse. Then tell them! Even if your first thought is, “Man, why on earth did he try to cram his garbage on top of the trashcan again!”, change it to, “Oh man, but when I ask him to take out the trash, I can’t wait to see him flex his muscles in the process.” 😉

Today, I do not leave you with a question, but a task! Affirm your spouse at least 3 times and tell me about it!



New Beginnings.

What an exciting chapter my family is moving into! God is moving and speaking, circumstances are changing in our favor and doors are flying up at a crazy awesome pace. The Lord is faithful and always follows through with His promises.

He receives all of the credit for this incredible season we are entering into. A few months ago, the Lord gave us three words: “Buy the field.” We obeyed and it has been a whirlwind ever since.

So now we have a lot of “new” happening in our lives.

The first is obvious – the name and theme of this blog. A few days ago, the Lord spoke to me about writing. He told me that He wants to see more of it from me. I was taken aback because I do not claim to be anywhere near professional or qualified. But, I can say that I have always enjoyed writing – it’s therapeutic and the easiest way for me to use my voice. I remember in 2nd grade, we had an assignment where we named a career we wanted when we grew up. While most 8 year olds write things like moviestar, fireman, or astronaut, I chose to write down “author”. Of course, this response changed throughout the years but some reason, that memory has stuck with me. God recently told me that I was speaking prophetically over my life at that time. Wow.

So presently, in regards to this blog, He has instructed me to change the course and it is my desire to be obedient. I originally started this on a whim, as a means of a creative outlet that would satisfy a need to do something out of the norm. I still plan to write about DIY projects that I do, but it will not be the main focus. My focus is on revelation moments from God, my family and our everyday lives.

Hence the new name, Compassed Love.

The word ‘compass‘ has always had a special significance in my life. It is a symbol that Kaleb and I use in our marriage used to represent “Where you go, I go.” We have found this to be true in where God has called us to live, in supporting each others passions and ideas and sticking it out together in any type of situation. There are several meanings to the word “compassed” that relate to the direction of this blog:

  • “Embraced; surrounded; obtained”
  • “A circular course”
  • “Stretch; reach; extend”

When you add the word ‘love’ to the end of each of these definitions, I feel like it describes my relationship with the Father. His love is constantly embracing and surrounding me. Our relationship grows as I love Him back – it’s a circular love that never ends. We are reaching out for each other, pursuing each others presence and company. Compassed love.

This is the love I choose to model in my family. The Father is the best teacher and role model for love, so why would I try it any other way?

Our second “new” is my new job. I now have the privilege and honor of being called back into my home to raise my children. They are the greatest ministry that I will ever have and Kaleb and I were determined to make this transition happen. We long to raise up hearts that burn for the Lord and that are sensitive to the Spirit. These years, while they are young, are foundationally crucial. And what they say is true – they really are only little once. I don’t want to look back with regret that we didn’t try to make this happen. Yes, it can be scary with our financial situation changing but the Lord spoke clearly to me about this when Kaleb and I fasted and prayed over this decision. He said, “Take the step and I will provide.” What a step of faith! Being the realist that I am, this was risky because I like to see how it works out on paper first. But the Lord is good. We took the step and He has already been coming through for us.

He does not fail or fall short with His promises.

So here’s to new beginnings for our family! We are excited about this chapter of life that we are stepping into.

Welcome to Compassed Love.

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. ‘The Lord is my portion,’ says my soul, ‘therefore I will hope in him.'” Lamentations 3: 22-24

How has the Lord changed your life and increased your faith by taking a step of faith?


This is the way to describe my life right now. But oh, in such an outstanding way! Jesus has showed up in these mountains of West Virginia and has made it clear that now is the time for Revival.

My house is wrecked.

My schedule is wrecked.

My soul is wrecked.

My sleep schedule is most certainly wrecked.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way. THE KING IS HERE.

I find myself actually looking forward to staying up later than usual just to be in pursuit of the presence of God with the body of Christ. Revival is becoming the new normal here – and not just Revival in the sense of a “service”. Revival is JESUS. Revival is seeing that Jesus is glorified in every aspect of our lives. It is our heart’s cry to see each person living as a son or daughter of God and becoming a part of this body of Christ.

What a time to be alive. Even going to the grocery store is a delight. I’m running into people that I worship along side every night and find that our conversations are full of joy and centered around Christ. I love that people are encountering Jesus in the aisles of Wal-Mart!

My prayer is this – that I would continue to STAY wrecked.

YES. STAY wrecked. Life can never go back to what it once was. Jesus is moving and I don’t want to be on the sidelines. Who cares what the house looks like and if I’m getting little sleep. The fact that I am encountering Jesus and that His voice has become so clear to me is worth it all. Let Him wreck you. Because when you allow Him to wreck you, His agenda now becomes yours.