I’ve been struggling to find clarity. My to-do list is long, full of things that need my attention, yet I find myself paralyzed, unable to move forward. Grief has a way of fogging the mind and weighing down the heart.
I just felt compelled to pour out love today. To friends on the phone and to my children via texts.
In the middle of it all, I’ve been following the situation with Charlie Kirk, and what breaks me most is not just the tragedy itself, but the flood of hatred in the aftermath. Christians and non-Christians alike are commenting with such cruelty, quick to assume, quick to judge, quick to fuel division without checking facts.
I think that’s what overwhelms me the most. Not just the grief, but the noise. The lack of compassion. The way we tear each other down instead of seeking truth or offering grace.
I don’t have answers today. Only a prayer that I can keep my heart soft, that I won’t join in the shouting, and that somehow I’ll find the clarity I’ve been missing.
Thank you, Father God. For all you have done, all you are doing and all you will surely do. Soon can not come soon enough in many ways. Please keep me in the palm of your hand. Thank you for knowing the source of my tears. I love you and ask everything (all the unspoken, too) in the precious and powerful name of your son, Jesus. Amen.
While not exclusive to the murder of Charlie Kirk yesterday, my heart has been heavy. The world can feel violent, chaotic, and exhausting. Sometimes it is tempting to look away completely, or to let weariness settle in like a fog. But Scripture reminds us again and again that even in the darkest times, we are called to keep pressing forward in goodness.
“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” (Galatians 6:9). This verse has been mine for decades after being dubbed a Blonde Polish Chick by an NFL Coach in Chicago.
I hear that and think — it isn’t a call to ignore the pain. It’s an invitation to remember that our labor, our small daily choices to love and to serve, are never wasted. The harvest may not come today, but it will come.
Paul echoed this in his letter to the Thessalonians: “Never tire of doing what is good.” (2 Thessalonians 3:13) And Hebrews reminds us to look to Jesus: “Consider Him who endured such opposition, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.” (Hebrews 12:3).
And here’s the hope that carries me: we are not meant to do this in our own strength. “The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and He helps me.” (Psalm 28:7) “The Lord is my strength and my song; He has given me victory.” (Exodus 15:2) “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” (Psalm 46:1).
The truth is, God knows we get tired. He promises to renew us: “Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles… they will run and not grow weary.” (Isaiah 40:31).
So today, instead of letting my heart sink, I choose to lift my eyes. I choose to trust that love still matters, kindness still heals, and faith still carries us through. We may grow tired, but with Him we do not grow weary. In due season, in His Timing, there will be a harvest. 💜✝️💜
What a glorious first full day on the Celebrity Beyond. Thank you, Lord, for every perfect detail, especially this hour before dinner to linger privately with you in our cabin.
Wowza! What an amazing day. It seems the devotionals in my prayer closet, by my kitchen sink and the one at the Smyrna Shop are all working together in beautiful ways. This morning, I was nudged HARD to text the father of the kids in need of educational funding, to ensure we did not step out of line in any way. By all accounts, I thought I would have heard something by now. So, I texted that there was 4K ready for distribution, but we wanted to do it whatever way works best for them.
The next customer in was Mister Troy and we had an amazing Godversation. Learning about his intermittent fasting led to Jesus Jug talk. Ultimately, learned how he bought his cross the day before they were scheduled for invitro fertilization and learned she was pregnant. What a wonderful testimony! He is excited to return for more Godversations.
Almost immediately, the father called me instead of texting a reply. I knew God would be in that conversation. As it turned out, the meeting with the school was postponed more than once last week. He had just received an email this very morning asking for a meeting at 2 pm today! Long story short, we took the opportunity to pray over the meeting, for obstacles to be removed and for God to get all the glory. I immediately spoke with my husband and we prayed similar in confirmation. When the meeting concluded, he was in the shop telling me the REDUCED NEED of 22K down to about 10K! Praise God, indeed! Moreover, this was very faith-affirming for his beautiful bride, Amber.
As he purchased his items and was leaving, Amber texted about the tuition being paid early. Within another hour, he was back with his wife and all three girls. Oh, how they stole my heart. Of course, I did a cartwheel for them. “Big Brooke” broke into the biggest smile imaginable! Afterward, Sweet Bianca spent a few hours visiting. I just feel overwhelmingly blessed and grateful. Thank you, Lord.
I thought I would sleep quite late today. I was wrong. When the spirit guided me to the bathroom in the wee hours, I was guided to my memories on this day.
Becoming more intentional at reviewing something as simple as Facebook Memories has proven to be a blessing. I get to see all the “Jesus posts” of the past and praise God for all the ways He intentionally decided to grow me. I see old friends and recall those lessons and laughter, as well.
Floodgates. Again. Rushing waters representing the power of every genuine tear shed for loving Jesus and others as I do. It felt like I was being shown my “useless tears” fit in a shot glass. Shot glasses and streams are be beyond beautiful .
Everything you do in my life is beautiful, Jesus. Thank you! #ISWYDT
Anywho, one of the old memories is tied to one of my husband’s friends, Jared. Mark met him just prior to High School, To be clear, I have never met Jared. Still, he left a comment THIRTEEN YEARS ago on a music post about Collective Soul’s song called SHINE.
His old comment spurred the Spirit into action. Jesus has been carving out a sacred Fifth Quadrant in my Heart for the past three years. It’s a lesson and spiritual marker to remember where His Spur hits,
I feel that “giddy up” differently now. I can’t even type “giddy up” without remembering all God did throughout 2023 and Italy with horses!
He has ever-so-fervently told me, “I AM a Jesus Cheerleader and He is Mine”. Given that spirit and conviction, obedience required me to send a voice mail to 100 people. The voice mail message I was directed to share confused almost everyone. Regardless, it was a really interesting lesson on many levels.
The voice mail did not confuse My Roxann. In fact, she said in a responding voice mail that she sensed the message may have been for her. Her last name should begin with Summer and not Winter, as she is a ray of pure Sonshine.
Thank you, Jesus 💜✝️💜
Keeping it simple because the beauty and power felt on this day could never be put into words. It will always be best to remember the excitement in her voice message and to picture me chatting with my sister in Christ in our Master Bedroom.
We got downright GIDDY TOGETHER. The closest parallel is how it felt to get phone time back in the 1980’s. I literally felt like a thirteen year old talking to my bestie in the 7th.
This post is more than enough to bring the day back to remember His Hand on all of it. Right down to her pastor’s tragic circumstances and the beautiful way they honor “dollar” multiplication, Gods Way. God bless Andy, too. 💜✝️💜
Roxann and I met in Montepulciano nearly two years ago and have been Facebook Friends ever since. Miss RoxAnn is decades older than myself and yet we felt the same age on the phone. Oh, how I adore her precious heart!
We were both His Kiddos on the phone and it was glorious, indeed!!!
It’s rather perfect He sent me the absolutely most firecracker worthy Godversation possible on the Fourth of July. Only God. Only the Master of the Universe.
Oh, Sweet Jesus, how could I ever praise you enough?
The Holy Spirit was so powerful at the shop yesterday, I fell asleep prostrate on the floor in my office minutes after eight. I had exactly enough energy to make it through a ten hour day on no sleep. Then I crashed hard. What a glorious, God-filled and glorified day!
Fun Fact: Woke the other day after an hour of sleep. I was under a blanket with Matthew 28:20. “I am always with you” Pammie Sue sent me a devotional, a T-shirt (Psalm 46:10) and the super soft blanket after the hospital stay two months ago. #ISWYDT. I need to write out the story for her according to the Boss ✝️. Even going back eight or nine years, she is referenced as a spiritual mirror in several places. Our story goes back to MySpace !
Mark came by with his key and brought me home. I planned to Uber to the shop around 3, after getting a few more ZZZ’s. Sleep was necessary!
Photos to remind me of some big things God has done for me today, Just got a memo today from The Boss regarding the simple fact no human can remember everything.
Ditto, Sister Renee BeechamStudied every scripture. Thank you for your WORD & keeping it.
Even with sleep cycles disrupted in the wee hours, this five day fast has brought me so much closer to Jesus. The pain has left the body and the peace in my heart is a deeper peace than I have ever known.
Lord, I am not worthy to receive this much of you but I obeyed your word and wowza. 💜✝️💜
Lord, thank you for all of it. Every little detail. prison ministries. Recovery. Compassion. I legit don’t deserve it and yet you pour out the vase of this 13 years at old child in the form of a 57 year old woman!
Forever blessed to be a special kid in your way.
Elsbeth kinda vibe. Powerful Godversation day with JackieTerrie loves Jesus so much ! Paul. Paul. Paul. IanChristine prayed over me after the vomit session. 💜✝️💜Back of Ian’s shirt. Recovery was post yesterday 💜✝️💜Wades shirt. Again, recovery! Ravi
For now, I close with humility and a few happy tears
Check out our Community Vapor page on Facebook for my own personal page. When God is moving at this pace, my God Directed Best always enough.
Always I come to you in Thanksgiving and utter gratitude. I have not broken my fast since 7 something last night. I am only hungry for more of you and your Word. What you gave me in Psalm 91:11 for The Peterson Family and Numbers today caused me to cry enough to lose 1.6 pounds based on today’s time stamps. I am exhausted and will need to edit this post later.
First, and always first, your word. My daily bread.
Thank you for all the new ways you have amped up my spiritual armor and physical health. Ninety pounds off my knees and hips is a huge blessing. Thanks, again. Please help me heal my painful coccyx. Show me the source. Lord, psalm 103 💜✝️💜.
The movement on the scale today was funny because of what i shared with Mark before the photo. 🤣 Divine humor is a integral to my relationship with Jesus.
Why me? Oh, how you use me in such creative ways! Breakthrough is beyond beautiful! Every time I see the Better Business Bureau or any variety of “3B’s”, please bring me back to May 8, 2025 and replay the last 30 days for me! Please help me write the testimony you planted in my heart.
Each action to seek you in obedience has been stitched together in a way only THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE could design. Every little detail perfectly connected in this community you gave us nearly a dozen years ago. I know we have a ton of work ahead and rest is mandatory. I love you.
My God Room 