The One He Loves

The One He Loves

Growing up, my elementary best friend was our pastor’s daughter of a very large church. Everyone knew who she was and treated her special because of it. My best friend all throughout middle and high school had the best dad ever. He was a very prestigious and well...
The Special Sauce You Carry

The Special Sauce You Carry

I’ll never forget the first time I heard the illustration of “special sauce.” Leif Hetland talked about “special sauce” and how it radically changed the way he operates in the Kingdom at a conference several months ago at our church. I wanted to stand up, wave my hands around, and run around my church like a crazy lady, because he finally gave language to what has been stirring in my heart for so long.

The deeper I journey into the heart of the Father, the more revelation I have on my true identity, His daughter. Stepping into that identity, has changed every single thing about my life. I am not the same girl I was several years ago, because that other girl knew Jesus, but lived as an orphan. Walking in my true identity as the Father’s daughter, that I have His inheritance, it’s His blood that now runs through my veins, and His kind eyes of approval over me is now what truly makes me, me. And the more I am learning about who I really am, because of Jesus, the more free I am to be me. The more I believe what my Father says about me, the more, ME, I get to become. Identity is something I will never stop talking about, because it has radically changed my life.

The Treasure of a Tribe

The Treasure of a Tribe

I have a lot of best friends.

 

People make fun of me in conversations because I always mention a best friend. I heard someone speaking years ago about using the words “best friend” with great sensitivity. Because if you have a “best friend” then that means that spot is taken. I get that. I’ve been on the other side and felt the sting of being only a friend. But that’s not the case for me, I have best friends. A lot more than one.

 

I have friends who I love to see every once in awhile. But then my best friends, they are the ones that call and text every week. The ones we schedule dinners weeks out in advance because their lives are important to me. Their friendship is precious. They have walked through hard things with me, and I with them.