10-10 Shalom Shalom

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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.

#ISWYDT Much words. Many feelings. 💜✝️💜

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!

Ezekiel 3

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Ezekiel 3:1–3 (NKJV)

Hebrew Word Study should be joyful, as doing anything unto the Lord ought to be. I get especially giddy when I get to deep dive and find so much treasure. How fun to look back to other posts about Ezekiel and see how He grows us from the inside out.

The Hebrew words in this passage add depth to what Ezekiel was truly experiencing:

Eat — אָכַל (’akal) Means to consume, to internalize, to take into oneself completely.

God wasn’t asking Ezekiel to sample His Word but to become one with it — to let it fill his entire being until it was inseparable from who he was.

Scroll — מְגִלָּה (megillah) Rooted in גלל (galal) meaning “to roll up” or “to unfold.”

A megillah holds hidden revelation waiting to be unrolled. When Ezekiel eats it, it symbolizes the unveiling of divine mysteries — revelation that must be digested before it can be declared.

Honey — דְּבַשׁ (debash) Symbol of sweetness, delight, and the richness of divine truth.

God’s Word can confront, correct, and refine — yet in its essence, it is always sweet to those who love truth.

Belly/Stomach — מֵעֶה (me‘eh) Refers to the inner parts, the seat of emotion and compassion.

God’s command to “fill your stomach” means: Let My Word reach your deepest self — the place where feelings, faith, and discernment reside.

God’s Word is not meant to rest on our lips; it is meant to live in our gut. Maybe, just maybe, scripture should always be more than something we quote — it’s something we digest.

Oh, how I have always been drawn to Ezekiel!

There’s always been something about Ezekiel — my buddy Zeke — that pulls on my spirit. Maybe it’s because he didn’t just hear God’s Word; he ate it. He let it become part of him, shaping not only his message but his metabolism of truth.

Three years ago, I should have died falling down twelve stairs in our home. But instead of taking me home, God took hold of me. He began a holy detox — peeling away layer by layer of what had been dulling my spirit.

First, He silenced the noise — the news, the politics, the music that wasn’t feeding my soul. Then He began healing my body: no more fake sugars, no more processed foods. He taught me to consider the source — even down to something as simple as an egg. Farm fresh, real, whole — as He intended.

With that obedience came transformation.

Through intermittent fasting and His wisdom, I’ve lost over ninety-five pounds — but more than that, I’ve lost the heaviness that once separated me from His presence.

Now, as I digest His Word daily, I can feel life rising within me — literally, physically, emotionally, spiritually.

Like Ezekiel, I’ve tasted the scroll. It is sweet as honey in my mouth, filling me with truth that brings wholeness and peace. And though sometimes His correction can taste bitter at first, it always becomes nourishment for my soul.

When you let God feed you, you begin to crave only what’s real.

And in that sacred hunger, healing begins.

The Word becomes health to all your flesh and honey to your heart.

Oh, sweet Jesus! I just had “bee lessons” and “past buzzing” come to heart. #ISWYDT. Honey! How could I ever thank you enough? Excited to see how you help me set the table and invite others to feast on The Word together.

A Divine Touch

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There’s something holy about human touch. From the beginning, God chose to make Himself known through nearness — not from afar, but through contact. He formed Adam from the dust and breathed life into him. He touched Isaiah’s lips with a coal and made him clean. And when Jesus walked this earth, His healing flowed not through distance, but through touch.

The Hebrew word for touch — נָגַע (nāgaʿ) — means “to reach, to come near, to connect.” It can mean to brush against, to strike, or to cling to. It’s the same word used when God touched Jacob’s hip and changed his walk forever (Genesis 32:25), and when the angel touched Isaiah’s lips and said, “Your guilt is taken away” (Isaiah 6:7).

A single touch from Heaven transforms what it touches.

In the Greek, the word is ἅπτομαι (haptomai), meaning “to fasten oneself to.” That’s the word used when the woman pressed through the crowd to touch the hem of Jesus’ garment (Matthew 9:20–22). Her touch wasn’t casual — it was desperate, believing that one contact with Him would be enough. And it was.

Touch is how Heaven meets earth — how the unseen becomes felt.

It’s why Jesus touched the leper and made him whole (Luke 5:13), took children in His arms and blessed them (Mark 10:16), and touched His trembling disciples saying, “Do not be afraid” (Matthew 17:7).

We were made for connection — for community, for covenant, for communion. Marriage is one reflection of this holy design — the physical expression of becoming one flesh, where touch is sacred, not casual. But even beyond marriage, the human touch of compassion, prayer, and presence carries the warmth of divine love.

Sometimes, when someone hugs us at the right moment, holds our hand, or prays with us, it’s not just them — it’s Heaven reaching through human hands.

So when you touch another with kindness, when you reach out to pray, comfort, or heal — remember:

You are echoing His heart.

You are embodying His Word.

You are carrying His love in flesh and bone.

Thank you, Jesus, for giving me such a grounding in your WORD before I even left for work today. Your Word is life, power, healing and everything GOOD.

My God Pillow

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Somewhere in MyGodRoom, I have written about my “arm cover” and pray to find it. There was something attached that I am meant to revisit today. That link had Jeremiah 33:3 at the bottom. *Chills*. Multiple searches on key words and I can not find it.

This text was to L’Tonya on August 9. Her name pulled up that blog, with Zephaniah 3:17, not the pillow or sleeping situation. 💜✝️💜

Shortly after the spirit moved me on May 8, 2025, I began to sleep on my stomach instead of my side. I sleep with my face turned on the mattress and my arms are over my head, underneath the pillow.

I didn’t used to sleep this way. In fact, I used to guard my heart even in the night – folded, tense, half-ready to rise again.

But since the spring, something in me has softened. Now I lie face down, arms stretched overhead, hands meeting beneath the pillow, forearms hidden like roots under gentle soil.

And somehow, even in sleep, I feel Him there —not above me, not distant —but around me, under me, within the quiet rise of breath.

Sometimes the pillow feels like His hand, the soft weight of mercy pressing out the day’s noise. Other times it’s like the cloud that hid Moses —a covering where He whispers peace.

I can’t even rest on top of the pillow anymore. I essentially burrow beneath it, like a child hiding in light.

It’s as if my spirit knows that He is between the world and the wounds I used to carry.

And while I sleep, He speaks.

Not always in words — sometimes in warmth, sometimes in pictures that feel like home. Dreams where the edges of fear dissolve, and the sound of His laughter becomes the rhythm of my breathing. I love the dreams where I wake up giggling a pinch.

I’m learning to let Him be the pillow, the wing, the breath beneath my arms. Really trying to relearn everything to the point He is My Everything.

I’m learning that childlike trust is not regression —it’s an internal resurrection. I love this verse from Isaiah as a double dose of Shalom. This exact repetition, “shalom shalom,” occurs twice in Scripture

Isaiah 26 : 3 and Isaiah 57 : 19 form beautiful bookends. Chapter 26 is more about a personal, inner wholeness and Chapter 57 a more communal, reconciling wholeness.

The 13-year-old heart I thought was long gone is just learning how to sleep again. It only took 44 years to feel TRULY safe, covered, and spoken to by Love Himself.

Thank you, Jesus.

I was Here

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I was here today.

Actually, I have been so many places in scripture, It would be impossible to document everything the Holy Spirit has been teaching me.

Still, I need to document the gist of the adventure. It’s been a doozy.

I started in Genesis, tracing the moment God covered Adam and Eve. I looked up the Hebrew — kaphar, to cover, to atone — and then I saw how the word for skin (‘or’) was almost the same as light (or).

That stopped me. It felt like He whispered, “You were once clothed in My light, and I’m still covering you.”

I didn’t just read it — I felt it.

Then I followed the thread of 3:16–17 — the curse, the promise, the Savior, the song.

From “Cursed is the ground for your sake” to “For God so loved the world” to “The Lord your God will rejoice over you with singing.”

It was as if the whole Bible bent around those verses,and I saw how the curse became the chorus — how grace sang louder than grief.

Next came the 2:22s —He spoke to me about relationship, union, and belonging. It may be an odd way for others, but the nudge was clear to dig deeper into the power of twos. Every since May 2024, double portions have been drowning me.

Full disclosure, I was directed to use the tools at my disposal I let the computer make the images.

From the rib to the Bride, from the garden to the Church,

He keeps forming family out of dust and breath.

I thought about how He covers me differently now. He’s drawn me toward modesty, reverence, and holy covering.

It’s ironic, really. He has literally circumcised my flesh from a size 18-20 to an 8-10. Every step in the process, “less was more”. Less weight externally carried a different weight internally for me…More Jesus and Less Carol.

It’s not shame to dress modestly. It’s sacred.

And then — 33:3.

“Call to Me, and I will answer you.”

That verse hit me like a flood.

Because I have been calling,

and today it felt like He answered — not with thunder, but with threads.

Every word wove into the next until it felt like He was saying,

“See? I’ve been here in every chapter, every number, every tear.”

I am crying now, but these tears are watering something good.

I don’t know what will grow from them yet,

but I know He planted something precious today.

And I was here.

I was fully here — in His Word, in His presence, in His story.

Rising and Shining

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I thought I would be writing about Psalm 118 today.

Instead, I was pulled rather firmly back to Isaiah.

“Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon you.” — Isaiah 60:1

There’s something sacred about that first word — arise.

It’s not whispered. It’s a call to stand up. To lift your head when everything around you feels heavy. To step out of the ashes, the waiting, or the weariness you’ve been sitting in. The Hebrew word means to be established — to take your rightful place. It’s resurrection language. It’s God saying, “Get up, my child. I’m doing something new.”

And then comes shine.

Not perform. Not prove. Just shine. The light isn’t something you have to generate — it’s something you reflect. Like the moon catches the sun, you simply mirror the glory that’s already rising on you. The glory of the Lord doesn’t demand effort — it simply asks for availability. When His presence fills you, you can’t help but radiate Him.

And then — this line that always stills my heart — “For your light has come.” Not will come. Not might come someday when you’ve finally got it all together.

It’s already here. The dawn has already broken. The Light has come — His name is Jesus — and His presence in you is proof that the darkness doesn’t get the final word.

Isaiah wrote those words to a people coming out of devastation — exiles returning to ruins. It was God saying, My presence is returning. My favor hasn’t forgotten you. My glory still chooses you. And it still speaks today.

Because when His glory rises upon you, it changes everything. The Hebrew word for “glory” — kabod — means weight, substance, presence. This isn’t just a glow; it’s His very being resting on you. And when that happens, you can’t stay in the same place. You can’t stay silent. You can’t stay small.

And then Isaiah 60:2–3 continues, “Darkness shall cover the earth… but the Lord will arise over you, and His glory will be seen upon you. Nations will come to your light.”

That’s the part that wrecks me every time.

Because your rising isn’t just for you. It’s for someone else’s breakthrough.

When you get up, someone else finds their way.

When you shine, someone else sees hope again.

When you let His glory rest on you, the world around you starts to believe light is still possible.

So if you’re tired, if the weight of the world has kept you low — hear it again with your spirit:

Arise. Shine. Your light has already come.

The glory of the Lord is resting on you right now.

Thank you, Jesus. 💜✝️💜

Singing Savior

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Wowza! Our Savior singing in Matthew 26:30 — “And when they had sung a hymn, they went out to the Mount of Olives.”

It hit me like I’d never seen it before. After sharing the Passover meal — breaking bread, offering the cup, and speaking words of covenant love — Jesus sang a hymn with His disciples:

When I dug deeper, I realized that hymn would have been the Hallel Psalms (115–118) — songs of praise and deliverance. That means, on the very night He was betrayed, He was singing, “The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone,” and “This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.”

That just rocks my world tonight — to imagine Jesus singing Psalms 115-118 before walking to Gethsemane. I pray you think about Jesus singing the next time you are reading those Psalms. 💜✝️💜

Psalm 115 – He gives glory to the Father.

Psalm 116 – He accepts the cup of suffering.

Psalm 117 – He looks to the nations who will be saved.

Psalm 118 – He declares resurrection victory and cornerstone destiny.

He sang His own prophecy before walking to the cross. Every verse a step toward Calvary — every word an offering of trust. What love the Father has for us to send his only son to die for our sin.

I am really stuck on all kinds of hymns recently. I should not be surprised Father God gave me another “new song” today.

Meet Me in The Water

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Five days ago, I posted something about being most appropriately wooed by the Holy Spirit. Sunday was glorious and running into Eva after church was a blessing in more ways than one. She shared that she was attending this Kayla Gabbard Meet Me in the Water event with a friend and sent me the info.

When I came home from work on Monday, two books were waiting for me — sent by author Pam Bacani. Inside one of them, she had written these words:

“May He woo you to Himself and hold you close.”

And He has. He’s been wooing me all week. I had literally just written in detail how He woos me and draws me closer. Woo Hoo, indeed!

He looks a lot like our dog #ISWYDT

You see, I messaged Pam privately after she posted about her baptism three months ago. The way she described her faith journey resonated with mine in many ways. She did not see the message for over two months!! In His Time, she saw it about two weeks ago, and responded by sending me two of her books. His timing is always so much better!

I did not feel called to be baptized today. I did feel called to come — to pray for those volunteering , all attending and for ALL who need to meet Jesus. I brought a journal to write and the 55 Day Devotional which Pam blessed me with on Monday evening.

No shocker, today was “Day Five” in that new devotional. When I opened to the fifth day and saw Zephaniah 3:17, it was confirmation to be still and listen to His Melody. Being here with some of His Children for nearly five hours has been a bigger blessing than words can describe. Zeph 3:17 was given to me in August and they way it keeps popping up in various places is sich a huge Godwink for me.

I could listen and linger in beautiful Godversations all day, but it is time to safely make my way home. Overwhelmed with the goodness of God is the best way to be overwhelmed.

I pray YOU know Jesus💜✝️💜

Judges and Gaza

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Today, I took an old friend who has cancer for lunch, before coming to work. Pondering his current circumstances has made it a prayer FULL day. When Miss Kelly shared about a certain gossiping aide, I encouraged her to pray for her and bless her. Her instant reception to that response proved to be confirmation.

Within minutes of her leaving, I caught a triple confirmation. Some days, God is so beautifully present, I am in awe. Today has been such a day.

Thank you, Jesus.

Lois and Lecrae

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I posted this to my Facebook around noon today:

Lecrae was not on my bingo card of new music. I learned who he was maybe two weeks ago because I heard HillSong’s acoustic version of “This is Living” on the radio. Searching for the version I heard, I noticed he was on the 2015 release. I am in a season where I prefer the acoustic version, but I knew his name.

Low and behold, my friend, Lois Tverberg, posted a fun story about meeting Lecrae last night. I learned Lecrae’s latest, “My Story” has a great shout out to her and Marty Solomon, the gentleman in this video with Lecrae. He pronounces her name PERFECTLY in a rap song! 💕

Rather than share Lois’ post, I was nudged to see if there were any videos with Lecrae talking to either Marty or Lois. I found this from six months ago and it blew me away how they discussed deconstruction as a tool for reconstruction. Marty explains CHIASMS used in writing scriptures in a digestible mannner. Exciting stuff, really!

Wherever YOU may be in your own faith journey, there is great wisdom and insight shared in this video. I love, love LOVE Marty’s metaphor about Eastern/Western scripture understanding and piano playing. The chords are crucial, but the melody is necessary, too. May it bless you, should you choose to listen. 💜✝️💜

The video I linked was this one:

Lecrae and Marty Solomon

The whole truth is far bigger than what I posted to the world on Facebook. You see, a little over one week ago, that song came on the radio as I was driving to work. Specifically, Tuesday, September 23 at 9:48 am, according the date and time stamp. I was nudged to wait for the song name and only now hear it was not in the lyrics recorded

First time hearing the song

When I opened the shop, I remember searching for the song and learning Lecrae was on the original release a decade ago. I enjoyed his rapping in that version, but the electrónica dance vibe of the song, as a whole, just isn’t my spiritual jam. The acoustic version which moved me on the way to work is the one I downloaded.

The thing which speaks loudest to me in the above video is my sideways cross. The entire story of how I came to have two very different crosses replays in my heart as I type this from my phone. I was shocked I could even switch out my necklaces without my husband’s help last week.

I must praise Him for His glorious nudges to me. The one last week was intense. So intense, I had to at least attempt to put the “right necklace” on . 💜✝️💜

I had dinner with Joyce that Tuesday evening. We shared wonderful Godversation, as we always do. The following morning, as I was driving to work, I was nudged equally as hard to talk to Jesus. So, I turned my radio off, as one does. My phone was not connected to my car.

There was no music playing, yet “This is Living” is quite loud to my ears today. I say something about hearing an old song “ in my ear” and I can catch something about my spirit being disrupted.

Well, here’s the deal. I hear a lot of music “in my ear” that no one else hears. It’s important to clarify that for me, disrupted spirit isn’t a “bad” thing. When He “disrupts” me, it’s always for my edification. I love, love LOVE all the ways God gives me lessons. I do have a special affinity for how He gives me my spiritual soundtrack.

Ultimately, part of me desperately wants to know every word He had me speak. Good heavens, it’s about seven minutes in total length.

However, I am sharing a shorter clip, as it conveys what I believe He meant for it to convey. Thank you, Jesus, for mysteries which all point back to you.