Leviticus

On October 29, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, marriageLeave a comment

Rarely feels like a warm embrace to me. This morning, it felt like a lingering embrace worthy of writing about.

I woke hours before dawn and enjoyed my solitude with Him. When I returned to bed, I could not sleep. In recent months, this has not been a big issue. In fact, He meets me by “our stream” and I sleep like a baby.

Not today. Today, the unmistakable nudge came with a resounding message to “put it in order.” While I emptied out cabinets yesterday, there were two which were prepped in trays for easy removal.

Here’s the deal. The folks who bought our cabinets were scheduled to pick them up today. We both expected they would attempt to come before noon. If they came early, my husband would have been pressed to make a place for the trays.

The nudge was to demonstrate sacrificial love for my husband. When He says “Go”, I go. It’s really that simple.

So I drove to the shop—my second home the past seven years- and began to see it differently. What felt like chaos yesterday started to feel like a kind of sacred re-arranging.

Maybe I saw myself in the cabinets. Poured in. Poured out. Ready to be filled again.

Funny enough, my son texted quickly after I left the house and Mark called me at the shop when I failed to hear my phone. It was rather sweet on both counts.

I returned home and took my coffee upstairs. Mark flipped my Bible open to Leviticus 26 and 27. It was confirmation upon confirmation.

Those chapters speak about what happens when life falls out of rhythm and how the Lord patiently draws His people back into alignment. The disorder we feel right now isn’t failure; it’s invitation. He is giving us the chance to bring our work, our possessions, and our hearts back under His covering.

It’s important to recognize what’s ending (26:27–45) — no fear with the closure; it’s covenant renewal. It is about redeeming what’s worth carrying forward (27:9–25) — set apart what’s still holy. Release what belongs to Him (27:26–34) — and to let go with open hands and willing hearts.

Everything we have belongs to God. Praise God, my husband and I both know this truth to the depths of our souls.

Our employee is leaving, and soon it will just be the two of us again—leaner, quieter, maybe simpler. But as Leviticus ends, it isn’t about loss; it’s about dedication. God calls His people to take stock, to redeem what is still holy, and to return everything to Him in order. That’s what these days feel like: not dismantling, but consecrating.

It was easy to choose to obey that gentle command: put it in order.

To bless what has been, to release what’s complete, and to prepare the ground for what’s next.

After sharing this Godversation with Mark, I offered him breakfast, as we haven’t gotten fully back to our intermittent fasting. His eyes told me yes before his mouth spoke a word.

I went downstairs and made grilled breakfast sandwiches and fried potatoes for my husband and son. When Mark left to open the store, I was quite joyful baking dog biscuits, prepping Mexican street corn for our Bible Study dinner and preserving a plethora of tomatoes in a bruschetta mixture.

How blessed am I ? Immeasurably more than any person deserves.

Thank you, Jesus.

I See What You Did There #ISWYDT

On October 24, 2025October 24, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, marriage, obedience, YHVHLeave a comment

Wowza! Praise God for weaving His fingerprint through every number and every nudge. It’s going to take writing this out to get to the first time I ever wrote it in my Bible. The Lord took me straight back to Blue Ridge and how He revealed Himself on 2/3/23 with such power.

I am in complete awe. #ISWYDT

Yesterday, I had an unusual nudge to study “birthday scriptures”. That said, I have not had time to write out the gist of the lesson from my 1:21 and Mark’s 8:19 verses. Only when and if He directs that step do I take it. Suffice it to say there was a ton of meat and honey and much to digest.

In the wee hours today, I was called to calculate our mathematical birthday date difference, “to the hundredth”. It was clear that precision was the point. For almost seven months a year, my age sounds four years older. Precision required me to enter the dates into an online calculator.

Mark and I share a precise age difference of 3.58 years. Of course it is exactly 3.58 years!

The LORD whispered Lamentations 3:58 four days ago to me by making me “consider the source”. How awesome there is only one chapter 3 in the entire Bible with a verse 58. Again, precision. #ISWYDT

This type of confirmation is exciting in and of itself. Imagine feeling that type of a spiritual surge hours before you typically wake.

Wee hour awakenings are unique. There are time he wakes me at 4 am and keeps me up all day. This morning, I crashed hard. Mark knew it and he knows why I now sleep like a baby with My God Pillow.

Thank you, Jesus, for making me write it down two weeks ago today!

When I woke for the day ahead, my son had already left for his job. If Blake were home, I would not have sung to Mark from the balcony. I am to keep that “balcony” reference, as Mark will remember the playful silliness of the day when I shared the song on my heart.

I shared how the Holy Spirit demanded precision on our age difference and it was EXACTLY 3.58 years. Mark remembered us sharing my last post about Lamentations 3:58 this week. I spared him my “plumb line” lesson when he asked about a tape measure. But, that’s what the spirit put on my heart.

Regardless, Mark knew I was giddy as he left to open the store.

I retreated to our bedroom to hang out with my other husband. I opened my Bible to the beginning of Ezra. My handwritten notes were a blessing from Him. In the last two months, I’ve written several related posts I think the most recent one is “Holy Spur” about how God used a pagan king for His purposes.

Joe Rogan may or may not appreciate being in my prayers as I considered how God clearly used Cyrus.

The opening flip to Ezra was beautiful. Still, I had to “flip forward” and the section of pages landed in the heart of Isaiah 30. Wowza!

I still wasn’t to the small book of great Lamentations! The next section flipped to Jeremiah 31, the photo I shared at the beginning of the post. The surge of 2/3/23 is still buzzing in my spirit as I type from my phone.

Of course He landed me in Jeremiah 33:3 before getting me to Lamentations! He is nudging me to note my study Bible at home is an NIV Life Application Study Bible.

It reads “and show you great and unsearchable things you do not know”. #ISWYDT #YESSiR

Divine Humor strikes again! It feels like a Holy “Hide and Seek”game. Some folks bash the NIV Version. I study from several other versions but this is like pouring kerosene on a raging fire! Looking at images of scripture, the nudge to use the “one with hands” was powerful.

That’s exactly what He has done, is doing and will always do. God always listens when we call. The trick is for us to listen to what He says.

Father God, this has been such a joy today, to worship you in spirit and truth. Thank you will always fall short. Thank you for expanding my territory and answering my husband’s prayer. I feel like I keep winning the spiritual lottery with you. I love the work you give me.

When you gave me the assignment of 31 Mats for Jesus, Joy-Jitsu & Joe Rogan, I didn’t question it. Thank you helping me get 31 ready to edit. I hear your call to the expand the 31 to 40 Mats. Thank you for redirecting my steps. Thank you for giving me Lamentations 3:58 so poetically and profoundly.

What an amazing episode in my story with you! Of course you love Numbers.

From the depths of my very soul, I love you. I pray sincerely for all your children to answer their calls. In Jesus mighty name, Amen. 💜✝️💜

All the numeric breadcrumbs leads back to You, Your Word and Your Way, Yahweh!

“I see what You did there.”

Father and Son

On October 23, 2025October 25, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, obedience, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Yesterday will stay with me for the rest of my life.

An older gentleman came into the shop—familiar, but I couldn’t place him at first. Later he reminded me we had talked once before, “for about an hour.”

I smile-giggled and told him that sounded about right.

But this time he wasn’t the same. Grief hung on him like heavy air. After helping another customer, I walked over to check on him, and he told me what no parent should have to say: his son, Brady, had died the night before.

Brady served in the Air Force. The family doesn’t yet know how or why. Another son, Cody, was with him in the store. The dad is Mister Brett.

I don’t remember deciding to move; I just found myself walking around the counter and wrapping him in my arms. The moment he leaned into the hug, I felt him collapse—not from weakness, but from release. And in that instant, I felt Jesus hold him through me.

At this precise moment, my husband arrived at the shop. Out of sheer respect, he walked straight to the back room to offer these gentlemen some privacy. He told me it’s a man thing and it made sense to me.

When I hugged Cody, the same thing happened—a transfer I can’t explain, grief exchanged for the smallest measure of peace. Cody reminded us both of my nephews sweet spirit. He even has Kyle’s curls.

Before they left, both came back for another hug. Two men, two embraces, one holy exchange.

I stood there afterward realizing that if the store had already been closed—as it will be next week—none of this could have happened. God kept the doors open for them.

It’s humbling beyond words to stand in that sacred space with such fresh grief and to feel the Holy Spirit move. It felt like my arms were Jesus’ arms in that moment.

Not to fix. Not to preach. Just to hold.

Because my job every day isn’t to ring up customers. My job is to love every person God places on my path.

Thank you, Jesus, for giving me the strength to love them well. 💜✝️💜

Holy Harmony of 6:29

On October 21, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, music, obedience, Woo, YHVHLeave a comment

Sometimes the Lord weaves a thread so delicate you almost miss it — until He pulls it tight enough to show the pattern. Chapter 6, verse 29. Over and over again, in book after book, He whispers the same truth about community, unity, peace, and love.

Here’s the kicker. This is because He put an old MySpace memory clearly in my dreams and I wrote about it yesterday. In that post, there was a photo of a USA Weekend article from 2006 which mentions 629 people signed on to be a part of our Make a Difference Day “We Are One” project.

Always, always, ALWAYS, I check out any word or idea as it appears in the Bible. As giddy as I was with Exodus 6:29 being where God tells Moses to speak to Pharaoh, my spirit danced with 2 Chronicles 6:29.

Still, after exploring other 6:29’s in Leviticus, 1 Kings, Job and Jeremiah, I found myself far giddier with the New Testament 6:29 themes working together in such a mighty way.

In Matthew 6:29, Jesus points to the lilies — silent teachers dressed in glory beyond Solomon’s. They neither strive nor spin, yet they’re fully cared for. That’s peace. That’s the calm that settles when we trust our Father to clothe every need.

In Mark 6:29, the disciples of John gather his body and lay it in a tomb. It’s a verse of grief, yet it glows with loyalty and love — a community standing together even when hope feels buried.

In Luke 6:29, we’re told to turn the other cheek and hand over the tunic. It feels impossible until you realize He’s inviting us into radical love — the kind that refuses to let hatred multiply.

In John 6:29, Jesus defines the only real “work” worth doing: believe in the One He sent. Faith becomes the heartbeat that unites us all — not what we earn, but Whom we trust.

So, yes, my spirit does a little jig (and sometimes a cartwheel) in the Old Testament, because 2 Chronicles 6:29 gathers it all together in prayer: “Whatever prayer, whatever supplication … each knowing his own affliction … stretching out his hands toward this house.” It’s the picture of a people reaching upward together, bound by mercy, not perfection.

Across centuries and covenants, God keeps painting the same picture — His people resting, mourning, forgiving, believing, and praying together.

So if your heart is anxious, bruised, or tired of the noise, find your footing in the 6:29 thread.
Breathe with the lilies.
Stand beside the grieving.
Turn the other cheek.
Believe again.
Lift your hands with others.

That’s how Heaven’s harmony sounds — one body, one faith, one love.

And, just like THAT, I need to accept the nudge to send my “one love” Musician Matt, a little note of encouragement.

May you let the S-O-N S-H-I-N-E in, too. Oh, sweet Jesus, how could I ever thank you or praise you enough? I’ll keep “singing with the angels, 24-7”, as you encouraged me with “Monday Morning Faith” by SEU Worship. Thank you for how you write the melody in my life….and teach me YOUR WAY, Yahweh. What a blessing to feel in harmony with you.

Holy Anxiety?

On October 20, 2025October 21, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, Isaiah, obedience, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Father God teaches me lessons from such a different perspective than anything readily found on the internet. For example, the way He delivered the power of Lamentations 3:58, merely 7-8 hours ago was executed with precision.

He woke me with a distinct need to know the episode number of the Joe Rogan Experience show with Chadd Wright. What He did with one verse is precious to me.

Praise God, it was easy to share the heart of that revelation with my husband over coffee. I also shared the heart of “Jesus, Jiu-jitsu & Joe Rogan” with him. Obedience is no joke!

As I was getting ready to leave the house, I had a powerful nudge to focus on the difference between excitement and anxiety in accordance with His Word.

That said, it is not unusual to be nudged about dreams. In fact, it’s quite the norm. Well, I had some weird dreams last night about various large groups in my lifetime, including vivid MySpace memories.

Something about MySpace inherently brings up both anxiety and excitement. I love, love, LOVE people. It legit used to break my heart how much people exhaust me. Now, I know He designed me this way to bring it all to Him. Perhaps anxiety, like fear, is a liar.

A dirty, filthy liar is he…the demon of anxiety .

For the sake of posterity, I snagged a screenshot of Jonah’s article. Just reading it brings the anxiety to surface long enough to rebuke it. 🤣. I also sent my daughter a text about how one of her bands. “All Time Low”,shared MySpace with her mom. As I told my kids, they can laugh all they want, but MySpace was the closest thing we have ever had to “good social media”.

In retrospect, it makes perfect sense the stories I shared as “Burst My Bubble” were not as popular as Tila’s photo blogs! She was quite literally the most popular person on MySpace. As “Gigi”, I wrote about real life, real relationships and my very real faith as “Burst My Bubble”. I openly shared my perspective and engaged in all kinds of discourse.

Praise God, it did Make a Difference. This was in a December 2006 USA Weekend. In June 2007, our “We are ONE” MySpace project was awarded one of the 10k checks at Dodger Stadium. #ISWYDT

While there is much anxiety to recall from the MySpace era, it’s also exciting to remember how God was moving in my life at that time. I wrestled with faith in a different way back then. There is always more to learn about Our Sovereign God and wrestling teaches me the most.

Wrestling! Make a Difference! #ISWYDT!

Despite the copious demands on our time, I have 31 “jiu-jitsu mat” quotes tied to scripture as of this morning. They are the heart of what I will now nickname the “5J’s”.

Thank you, Jesus, for a “good digression”.

Granted, writing in My God Room is a completely different type of wrestling. YESSIR! I don’t write for an earthly audience; I write out of my love for Him. It’s part of my relationship with Jesus to keep a diary of all my “cool experiences ” with Him.

How could this lesson or the 5J’s be anything other than “good excitement “?

Well, something in part of the dream caused me to imagine the worst case scenario. Rather confusing, as I can’t recall feeling a “negative” in any dream of the past three years.

The gist of the negative was it raised essentially stupid questions. What if this Blonde Polish Chick’s gift to a perceived brother lands like a pie in my own face? What if a certain Torah teacher blasted out My God Room with her brand of vitriol? And so on.

A dirty little liar, indeed, anxiety.

As soon as the first negative impression came to heart from the dream, I had Phil 4:6 replacing it. It does not matter if billions of people judged me. I am only pressed and pruned by The One. I trust Him explicitly. If the Good Lord plans to let me be embarrassed, it’s for His Good Purpose.

Suddenly, I am remembering cartwheels in Blue Ridge, our store, the nail salon, the ball park and more. The first one was elevated at Stacy’s home. There is a joke in there which will not translate to any other reader. God Knows, He didn’t have me cartwheeling to hurt me. He used them to put smiles on others faces.

Sometimes I get so full of energy it almost feels anxious, not only to me, but to others. I feel excitement and others perceive anxiety. Granted, it’s not the heavy, fearful kind — more like a child who can’t wait to open a gift. I understand it can annoy some folks, either way.

I write out a ton of my gratitude here because it would overwhelm most who know me. I come to My God Room to leave it all with my Father. I am super blessed he always leaves me better than He found me.

In closing, I will share the definitions I prayed over before pouring out my hyper-excited spirit today.

In Hebrew, the word for anxiety is דָּאָג (da’ag) — to be heavy, uneasy, weighed down.

The Greek word is μεριμνάω (merimnaō) — to be divided in the mind, pulled apart by thoughts.

Both paint the same picture in my mind of broken trust. I lean more into how David, Paul and Silas sang and praised instead of being anxious. When I am singing praises, there is no room for anxiety. Thank you, Jesus, for getting us to Mamertine Prison two years ago.

What a difference two definitions can make to being clarity!

The word closest to excitement is קָוָה (qavah). (often transliterated kavah), which literally means to bind together by twisting, to wait with expectation, or to look eagerly.

I will be deep diving that one in the near future. Soon. 😇

In the 5J Collection, , there are Coach’s Notes listed as “JOY-JITSU”. While it describes my feelings exactly, I did not come up with that on my own. Every time I typed Jiu- it auto corrected to JOY. Upon reflection, it’s an accurate way to share my perspective as the BPC 🤣

If I were to put a coaches note on today…it may say something like :

“ Energy is just fuel — it can burn you out or light you up. Keep praying to stay lit and very salty “. 💜✝️💜

Thank you, Father God, for every little thing, seen or, sent by you. Thank you for all this energy clearly being used to know YOU better. That’s the entire purpose. I love you. Your will,not mine, be done. In Jesus mighty name. Amen.

Hebrew Study Words

On October 19, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, obedience, YHVHLeave a comment

This week has been a huge Holy Spirit love fest for me. Several times, I have been forced awake in the fourth watch, around 4:30 a.m. As a result, I have multiple lists and internet searches and countless screen shots. It is uncanny how often He has had me post something in My God Room here, only to confirm it through another person or experience within 24 hours.

When His Timing reveals itself to me, it’s always “go time”. The past 48 hours have been studying jiu-jitsu and letting prayer bring His Purpose into focus for me. It’s an exciting time, no doubt!

Several Godversations this past week have all pointed to my “Torah study season” and how the Holy Spirit put my focus on His Land and His People. I’ve shared how He gave me dreams of millstones and words that didn’t make sense to me at the time…only to learn they were very important Hebrew words.

Recently, some other Hebrew word studies have been highly spirited. Perhaps as a result, I was directed to look at the most common Hebrew Words. Ultimately, the Holy Spirit is redirecting any Hebrew Studies to be focused on this list of more spiritually important words, generated by a computer.

When His Timing so dictates, I will link any prior posts back to this master list. It’s both humbling and exciting that I KNOW more than half these terms have already been given to me to study by Rabbi Jesus, himself! There is no “YADA” on this list and that is okay. When YHVH directed me to John 17:3 and taught me the truth of the importance of having a YADA (intimate knowing) relationship with God and a YADA relationship with Jesus, I know why He etched that lesson into my soul. I believe several Hebrew words that are NOT on this computer-generated list that I have written about are more important for me.

Why are some Hebrew words more important to me?

That’s a fair question. Simply put, they are more important for me is because He gave them to me.

For now, I am going to respond by letting my yes be my yes, period. I am sharing the list and marking the spot.

Thank you, Jesus!

🌿 Top 25 Foundational Hebrew Words & Concepts in Scripture

#	Hebrew Word (Transliteration)	Root / Meaning	Spiritual or Theological Significance
1	יהוה (YHWH)	“I AM” / The Eternal One	God’s covenant name; self-existent, unchanging, faithful. (Exodus 3:14)
2	אֱלֹהִים (Elohim)	God, Creator	Majestic plural emphasizing divine power and authority. (Genesis 1:1)
3	אָדָם (Adam)	Man, humankind	From “adamah” (earth); represents humanity’s creation and fall.
4	חֵטְא (Chet)	Sin, missing the mark	Literally “to miss the target”; failure to live according to God’s holiness.
5	תְּשׁוּבָה (Teshuvah)	Return, repentance	Turning back to God in heart and action; root of salvation.
6	כָּפַר (Kaphar)	To cover, atone	The root of Kippur (as in Yom Kippur); covering sin through sacrifice.
7	בְּרִית (Berit)	Covenant	A binding promise between God and His people, sealed in blood.
8	דָּם (Dam)	Blood	Symbol of life; life is in the blood (Leviticus 17:11); essential for atonement.
9	רוּחַ (Ruach)	Spirit, breath, wind	The Spirit of God, giving life and empowerment. (Genesis 1:2)
10	נֶפֶשׁ (Nefesh)	Soul, living being	The whole self — body, mind, and spirit united as one life.
11	לֵב (Lev)	Heart	The center of thought, will, and emotion; where God writes His law.
12	צֶדֶק / צְדָקָה (Tzedek / Tzedakah)	Righteousness, justice	Right standing with God; fairness, mercy, and obedience.
13	חֶסֶד (Chesed)	Lovingkindness, steadfast love	Covenant loyalty — God’s faithful, enduring mercy.
14	שָׁלוֹם (Shalom)	Peace, wholeness	More than absence of war; completeness, harmony, right relationship.
15	יְשׁוּעָה (Yeshuah)	Salvation, deliverance	Root of the name Yeshua (Jesus); God’s act of saving and restoring.
16	מָשִׁיחַ (Mashiach)	Anointed one, Messiah	The promised deliverer, anointed to bring redemption.
17	אֱמוּנָה (Emunah)	Faith, faithfulness	Steadfast trust in God; active loyalty, not just belief.
18	תּוֹרָה (Torah)	Instruction, law	God’s revealed teaching — guidance for holy living.
19	דָּבָר (Davar)	Word, matter, thing	God’s spoken Word that creates, commands, and reveals.
20	אוֹר (Or)	Light	Symbol of God’s presence, truth, and revelation (Genesis 1:3).
21	שַׁבָּת (Shabbat)	Rest, cease	God’s sacred rhythm of rest and relationship; covenantal sign.
22	צָעַק (Tsa’aq)	Cry out	The desperate cry of the oppressed that God hears and answers.
23	אֲהָבָה (Ahavah)	Love	Deep, covenantal love rooted in commitment and sacrifice.
24	קָדוֹשׁ (Kadosh)	Holy, set apart	God’s nature; what He calls His people to be.
25	עֵד (Ed)	Witness, testimony	The call to bear witness to God’s truth and covenant faithfulness.

✨ Patterns to Notice

Many key words connect through blood, breath, and covenant — Dam, Ruach, Berit — all threads of divine relationship.
Words like Chesed, Emunah, and Tzedek shape the moral core of Hebrew faith: mercy, trust, and justice.
The heartbeat of salvation runs through Chet → Teshuvah → Kaphar → Yeshuah → Mashiach.

When Women Say Yes to God

On October 15, 2025October 19, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, obedience, Uncategorized1 Comment

Is the title of a book geared toward women of faith by Lisa Terkeurst.

Over a year ago, the Lord put The Amazing Race into our purview. After consuming many seasons over several months, I thought He wanted me to write a book about “the TRUE Spirit of The Amazing Race”. As a result, I befriended quite a few former contestants.

It would be and could still become a fantastic book. Still, it felt clear when had me pivot from the project last winter. Pause, Carol. Pause here.

Two women, in particular, kept showing up when I would open Facebook. One was a participant on TAR with her husband and the other the wife/mom of a popular Father/Daughter team. I was drawn to the Father Daughter duo for many reasons.

Five days ago, Kathy posted super sweet encouragement about a study book.

The book arrived Friday. I didn’t open it until after church on Sunday and completed meal prepping for the week ahead. When I finally sat down in exhaustion, every page whispered “yes, yes, YES and AMEN!

Mrs. Pauletta is married to the pastor and it was sweet confirmation when she messaged me back.

Since Sunday, everything has been aligning like steppingstones across a river. What felt like a single nudge has become a path. He’s showing me that obedience opens clarity; that saying yes unlocks the next assignment.

So I’m resting in that yes — the same yes that began in Eden, was redeemed at Calvary, and now blooms again in this season of surrender.

Truly blown away at how this is laid out in her book in the second chapter, the one we should be reviewing in a few weeks.

Does what I’m hearing line up with Scripture?
All week, He’s been pointing me back to His Word — not just a verse here or there, but a tapestry of truth connecting Genesis to Revelation. The garden, the fall, redemption — all of it confirming what I heard in that quiet 4:30 a.m. nudge: “Give the garden away.”
Is it consistent with God’s character?
Every time I test the whisper, I see His kindness woven through it. He doesn’t rush or condemn. He invites.
Is it being confirmed through other messages?
Yes — through sermons, songs, and even the words of friends who didn’t know what I was praying. Through you, Lord, arranging divine appointments and holy timing.
Is it beyond me?
Absolutely. I could never orchestrate what You’re unfolding. That’s how I know it’s Yours.
Would it please God?
When the answer births peace, not pride — that’s when I know. It helps that I feel delightful when He is most likely delighted. 💜✝️💜

Thank you, Jesus.

Mark The Baptizer

On October 12, 2025October 12, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, marriage, obedience, YHVHLeave a comment

Thank you, Jesus, for my husband and his humor. In this moment, it feels like Divine Humor that Psalm 37:37 is doing a “prime-prime” jig in my spirit.

This morning, on our way to church, I was sharing with my husband about the yod—the smallest letter in Hebrew, yet the one that represents the very hand of God. How fitting that in His kingdom, what seems smallest carries eternal weight.

The nudge to share with him occurred during an old Oleta Adams song and I had just looked up the lyrics to a different Oleta song nudged into my heart.

When we arrived, we had a few minutes to visit with others. I walked over to meet Miss Shonya, as she was sitting alone. Only hours later can I see what He did there! It was perfect to send me to meet someone who appears alone to humble me. Simple obedience yields such precious fruit.

Her words didn’t humble me, the way she looked at me did. Such patient eyes…it felt like Jesus was looking at me .

We sang #55 , Holy, Holy, Holy for the first time today, after noting it the first time we visited Creekmont. Miss Autumn, a precious child, was baptized. The tears were not controllable.

We also sang The Only Name. I am NOT surprised there is a version from Big Daddy Weave.

Shad taught straight from Matthew 5:17, right where Jesus says that not one jot or tittle will pass from the Law until all is fulfilled. The same passage that had been stirring in my spirit yesterday found its echo from the pulpit today. I noted the WORD was preserved by salt and light before it was written by scribes. Only God!

For the sake of posterity, I am to note three key points made which spurred my spirit beautifully.

One was about valuing the stars in the sky. If they only appeared once a year, the entire world would be filled with wonder. We sure would miss them if they disappeared! Naturally, I was sitting there thinking of Father God’s “tiny but infinitely powerful hand” tossing the stars into the universe to delight us. We plan to lay in our backyard tonight and just ponder them together.

Second was a powerful truth that obedience tells the world who you belong to. Wowza! My obedience is far from perfect, but I can taste and see the fruit from it in ways words fail to express. The proverbial title to my heart, mind and spirit says “OWNED BY YESHUA”.

Third was Jesus NEVER retaliated.

God doesn’t miss a detail—He confirms His word again and again.

Praise, praise and more praise.

Shad shared that someone in the church had baptized two people yesterday. We both appreciated how names were not mentioned and the glory was all given to God. He deserves all our thanks and praise!

That said, the person who baptized two men yesterday was my husband. Sarah worked with us for over a year but left to take care of her dying father almost two years ago. He passed away in recent months and they finally had an opportunity schedule the baptism when they could have their entire family present.

Last Sunday was our third experience at Creekmont General Baptist Church. Mark talked to Shad and Calvin and received permission to baptize non-members. How wonderful! They joyfully opened the church and their baptismal for my husband to baptize Chip.

We think it’s so cool that part of his journey to Jesus began in a vape shop , one where conversations about faith never stayed bottled up! Godversations can plant or prune, that is for certain. In addition, Chip help lead his teammate, Christian, to be also be obedient to the call to be baptized. Now the second baptism feels like a divine exclamation point!

The pastor even returned early from vacation to be present, and others from the church encouraged my husband afterward. But what fills me most is not the applause—it’s the posture. My husband’s readiness to serve, to say yes to the Spirit, and to do it with genuine humility.

As I write this, he’s driving two of our longtime small-group friends to the airport for their trip to Italy. That’s who he is—serving, giving, carrying others forward while God keeps unfolding His own story through our lives.

The vision we shared last night about #WOJOY Tiny houses further amplifies his heart. In short, the retirement dream is to have land and a Tiny Home community where we can help widows and orphans get back into WORD and LIFE. Transformation, God’s Way.

Every detail—every jot and every tittle—reminds me that nothing is wasted in His hands.

After the service, I went to hug Becky, Shad’s wife. I could not contain the giddiness over what I was compelled to write out yesterday. Oh, the joy of the nod to the YOD!

When the Holy Spirit says “SHARE”, obedience is the only answer.

Father God, thank you for all the new songs in my heart. Thank you for our new church. Thank you for Brother Shad mentioning Cece Winan’s version of Because He Lives”, written by Bill and Gloria Gaither.

“God sent His son, they called Him, Jesus. He came to love, heal and forgive. He lived and died to buy my pardon. An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives. // Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. Because He lives, all fear is gone; Because I know He holds the future, And life is worth the living, Just because He lives!“.

Thank you for the reminder of how “bummer lambs” know the voice of their shepherd. You re-taught me that in the past three days. Shad used an example of someone having a bad heart and the exact phrase of “what a BUMMER” was used. Not odd, but very much a Godwink. Instantly, you transformed that into a personal reminder to me to stay attuned to your voice. #YESSIR #ISWYDT

Yessir, when the world likes to say, “I’ve got you”, or “you’ve got this” or any variation in between, I will stand firm that Jesus holds it all together (Col 1:17) and is the alpha and omega of “I GOT YOU”.

For this unbelievably fertile orchard you have given me, I will never have enough praise. But you get every iota, jot and tittle of all I am or will ever be. How could I not burst out in praise …you deserve it from every rooftop!!!

Please keep close to Miss Autumn, Chip , Christian and all newly baptized children. Please extend special provisions and protection from the enemy bound to attack. keep drawing ALL of your children closer and embolden them in your desire to set us apart. In the mighty name of Jesus, amen.

Voice your Praise!

On October 12, 2025October 14, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, obedience, prayer, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Have you ever noticed that the words you speak or sing seem to reach Heaven differently than the words you only think or write?

For most of my life, I’ve prayed quietly — journaling, whispering, or sometimes just thinking the words. I believed He heard me, and He did. How do I know? His Word tells me God heard Hannah without a sound.

October 2023, something shifted. My husband and I were returning from Italy, delayed and running late for our flight out of JFK Terminal 4. His boarding pass had TSA pre-check; mine didn’t. Long story short, my only option was to get a new ticket with my TSA pre-check status on it. That didn’t work either. The answer when I asked the Delta employee, “what can I do?” Returned a flippant comment. She pointed to a petite Muslim lady and said, “ you can pray she can help you.”

Okay. No problem. Praying is one of my love languages and a battle cry!

There is an entire miracle story to be told about JFK Terminal 4 and me singing the bridge to Gratitude as I ran up two flights of stairs.

I am someone who has sang karaoke exactly twice, both with large groups of friends. I have one friend who loves to hear me sing “off key and often”. I had been told for 55 years I could NOT sing!

There I was in JFK Terminal 4, singing out loud— bold, breathless, free — with less than a minute to spare when I reached the gate.

By the time we arrived home, something had changed.

My voice — the one that had never been strong or clear — was suddenly different. Since that day, it’s as if the Holy Spirit Himself tuned it. What began as a song of desperation became a sound of deliverance. I call that my paraclete moment — because I didn’t need a pair of cleats. I had the Paraclete (John 14:26), the Holy Spirit running beside me.

Over the months that followed, especially beginning in November 2023, the singing came more often. In my isolation — where He always meets me — the same song would rise up, only now, it was peaceful. I could listen without wincing.

I could sense God is delighted when praise bursts forth into song.

🎵 The Breath and the Word

In Hebrew, voice is qol (קוֹל) — meaning sound, thunder, or utterance. It’s connected to ruach (רוּח) — breath, spirit, wind.

When we speak or sing, we release that breath into the atmosphere. We partner with the same creative energy that began the world:

Every word we voice becomes vibration — moving through air, through Spirit. That’s why Proverbs 18:21 says, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue.”

And Isaiah 55:11 promises

Zephaniah 3:17 shows us that He Himself sings!

The Many Ways He Hears

Whether silent like Hannah, whispered in prayer, or shouted on the stairs of an airport — God hears it all.

Some of us write our prayers. Some of us weep them. Some of us finally sing them.

The method isn’t the miracle — the obedience is.

Writing roots the Word deep.

Speaking releases it into the air.

Singing lifts it to Heaven.

Where might God want to give you a new sound — not for perfection, but for connection?

If He met you in silence today, would you trust that He could meet you in song tomorrow?

May you find courage to lift your voice, however it sounds, and discover that He already tuned it for praise. Praise is a phenomenal weapon! Armor up!

Thank you, Jesus!

10-10 Shalom Shalom

On October 11, 2025October 12, 2025 By mygodroomIn blessings, gratitude, Isaiah, marriage, obedienceLeave a comment

Last night felt like one of those evenings that God writes Himself. It would be impossible to convey the depth. It brings up my own daughter’s habit years ago of how she would “recommend” things with four word sentence structures.

10 / 10. Father God, forgive me that “perfect tens” bring me back to old memories of Nadia at the Olympics. The only perfection on earth comes from you. Still, I see the parallels between balancing, vaulting and dancing for YOU versus the world.

John 10 : 10 and Revelation 10 : 10 work together beautifully. Those are the 10/10’s you used to stick a perfect landing in my heart. It may never look perfect to the world and that is the point. 💜✝️💜

Two verses—both ten ten—speaking the same rhythm: life received, word consumed, peace realized.

Like any married couple, we have a routine each evening. The last thirty minutes of our evening , we are typically snuggled up in bed watching something on TV. I curl up on my left side and rest in the nook of his right arm. I have always called it The Nook. 😇

Perhaps because I had been in the WORD all day, I was extra sensitive. I don’t claim to know HOW God moves. I only know He moved me to turn my eyes away from the TV last night and let it fade to background noise.

I placed my right hand over his heart and it felt like I melted into my husband.

I began to pray instead of watch.

I pictured the Name of Yahweh written in the palm of my hand—just as Scripture says His name is written on ours—and I whispered His breath-name with each inhale and exhale.

Yah (in) … Weh (out).

Gratitude poured out of me—thankfulness for this man, our marriage, for all the ways God has used him to protect us and our business. The kind of utterly raw gratitude born from being so in love with Jesus that I am feasting on His Word. Feeling so full of Him and thanking Him for all the truths He is revealing to me.

Thank you, Jesus, for all the treasures you have planted in my heart!

Breathe in. Breathe out. Then came deeper breathing and silently singing, “ Sanctify us by your truth. Your word is truth.” I have been hearing that scripture as a new song in my heart. It was a prime evening and the song was inspired directly by the doubly primed John 17:17.

God uses numbers, music and people in my life in extraordinary ways. It’s important to clarify I do NOT ascribe any power to verses based on man’s numbering of verses. God alone gets all the glory for how He powerfully connects scripture to grow me.

I love, love LOVE how He connected John and Revelation 10:10’s for me. It helps my brain when He gives me “bookends”. He really is a Good, Good Father. He knows exactly how he wired my brain.

Last night was so much more than a wife silently singing, praising God and praying over her husband. For the past few months, the sanctity of our marital bed has been a dominant theme. It felt like our entire marital covenant was renewed without a single word being spoken between us.

I realized it was more than peace; it was perfect peace — shalom shalom. Certainly the closest to perfect peace I have experienced in nearly 58 years.

I felt something so deep and was exhausted beyond exhausted.

The still small voice is more than powerful and gave me strength when I was nudged to look deeper into what shalom really means. I studied it extensively over the past year, but I was so tired my brain was struggling to retrieve the heart of the word.

“Let the last words you hear tonight help you truly rest. Shalom is MY WORD, hear it “. That was the gist of the nudge.

So I asked the question via the internet and I read aloud to my husband the fullness of that word:

Shalom means not just calmness but wholeness, completeness, the harmony of body, soul, and spirit; how its root, shalem, means to be made whole; how true shalom shalom is peace stacked upon peace—heaven’s wholeness touching earth’s heart.

10 / 10 in every way.

The date of abundant life.

The verse of the sweet scroll.

Being in My Nook and realizing deeply it is His Nook. I felt both the embrace of my husband on earth and the embrace of the Father in heaven.

The evening of shalom shalom—perfect peace, twice spoken, fully lived.

Perfection, twice over.

Wowza. Another double portion. Thank you, Jesus.

PS. As a proverbial cherry on top of the heavenly sundae …this day is the anniversary of meeting Miss Roxanne in Montepulciano! Oh, how I love her!