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Leviticus

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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.

Noah’s Ark

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It has been raining all day. I have been unable to sleep, despite perfect conditions.

I think I just needed some Quality Jesus Time.

The Bible gives such specific instructions for how to build the Ark — 300 cubits long, 50 wide, and 30 high. Those same proportions are used in modern shipbuilding today, a perfect ratio for stability in rough waters. I recall learning that factoid from my husband before our first cruise more than a decade ago.

Noah was not a shipbuilder or a naval engineer. The only way he could have known is if God told him — and He did.

That realization still gives me chills. It’s a reminder that the Word of God is not symbolic guesswork or ancient myth — it’s precision. It’s revelation. God whispered into human hands the wisdom to build something that could withstand the storm.

Sometimes I wrestle with whether certain kinds of knowledge are “good” or “godly.” But then I remember — godly knowledge always points me back to awe, back to Him. It humbles me. It makes me look at the world and say, “Only God.”

I see what You did there! #ISWYDT

When I see that the same ratio used for Noah’s Ark is still guiding shipbuilders today, I can’t help but worship. The God who gave Noah blueprints for salvation is the same God who steadies me when waters rise.

“It is the glory of God to conceal a matter;
to search out a matter is the glory of kings.” — Proverbs 25:2

Thank you, Jesus!

My Ezer

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I woke up this morning thinking about Ezer—that beautiful Hebrew word often translated as “helper.” Most people think of Ezer as “wife,” but that’s only how it’s used twice in Genesis.

Every other time, Ezer refers to the Lord Himself—coming in for battle, coming to rescue, coming to stand beside.

And right now, it feels like I’ve been in a battle. Closing this door, moving on—it’s a lot of work.

The art we commissioned seven years ago came off the walls and more furniture was moved. Plus, the cabinets are emptied or ready to be emptied tomorrow. God blessed me with a husband who understands how to get things done and he made two trips today.

Today, some human emotion took its toll, and I cried. God has done so very much in our Smyrna store. The tears were from gratitude more than anything else. Through the tears, I kept praising God. I kept singing, “I love You, Lord, for all You’ve done, for what You’re doing, and for what’s to come.”

I’ve been singing that through tears for a long time now, and it still breaks something open in me every time. I know this is part of the grieving process. I know we’re doing the right thing by closing this chapter, and I don’t have any bad feelings—just the deep ache of letting go.

But each time the tears came, I took them straight to Jesus. And every single time, that’s what stopped them. Praise the Lord.

Thank you, Jesus.

Creekmont : New Chapter

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When I was in school, report cards were sent home every six weeks. Today was our sixth Sunday service.

Creekmont would get Triple A grades across the board. We are both feeling more and more embraced and connected with our new church family. Mark even helped with the collection yesterday.

Given my journey to Jesus included Rich Mullins, it was wonderful to open our worship with “Awesome God”. Randy read from Psalm 31:24 — “Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the Lord.”

The hymn we sang was Blessed Assurance.

On the left side of the page was Trust and Obey; on the right was Blessed Assurance.

We then sang I Know a Name, and it just felt like the Lord was weaving something gentle and sure through all of it — obedience, trust, assurance, and the power of His name.

When the sermon began, Shad preached from Matthew, where Jesus speaks about divorce and Leviticus 19. I love that he taught straight from Leviticus.

Something that caught my attention — he said that divorce is like a death, like visiting a funeral home every day. It was a hard truth, but filled with compassion. He reminded us that there’s no “R” branded for “robber,” or “A” marked for “adulterer.”

And right then, the Lord whispered something to my heart:

“The only letters that matter are the ones in red.”

The words of Jesus — those red letters — are what redeem and restore. They don’t label or condemn. They give life.

And I realized something humbling: every letter I’ve ever written that the Lord told me to write — He gave me the words. That’s why those letters reached people and impacted action. It had nothing to do with me, only Him speaking through me.

That reminder was grounding and good. It was one of those days when heaven felt very close.

It was so good, we returned last night to take part in their Fall Festival, despite not getting a much needed nap. When my daughter dropped by unannounced, it was a blessing to visit with her and her boyfriend. That said, it did take our nap time option!

Once we arrived home, I was rather fascinated with learning about Fanny’s life. She was blind and wrote countless hymns under numerous names. I stumbled across a few articles and videos about the stories behind hymns.

This one was so powerful to me, I sent to our pastor, with the request he share with the Worship Leader.

Hymns and Their Stories (Lesson One)

Today, I cleaned out one of the cabinets which must be moved tomorrow or Wednesday. Seeing it completely empty and waiting for us to fill it up again almost feels poetic.

Just as God will remove our dross, it feels like dross is being removed from our business. This is a rebirth and not a death.

That’s how it feels and I am going to embrace it.

Jesús, I could never thank you enough for all you’ve done, all you are doing and all you will do. thank you for letting me rest in your promises. I love you.

The Power of Oz

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Wowza! I have so many notes on a beautiful lesson regarding the Hebrew Words for power. I am entirely too giddy to share about “koach” at this time.

Koach (כֹּחַ) —- Capacity, potential —-Energy within

Gevurah (גְּבוּרָה) —-Might, discipline—-Energy in action

The third word used in Hebrew associated with power is:

Oz (עֹז)—- Fortified joy and steady strength which means the energy is at rest and there is peace in the power.

With my maiden name being Oszczakiewicz, there are many in our family who use “Oz” as a tool to identify themselves. My heart surgeon cousin goes by Doctor Oz to make things easier for his patients.

So, to honor “both of my fathers”, I am jotting down some thoughts on the Hebrew Oz.

It feels like Jesus is playing tag with me. Of course there is not one Hebrew word for power.

Divine humor—- a trinity of words required to gain deeper understanding. #ISWYDT

My heart is pitter-pattering over the 22 Hebrew Living Letters. Human DNA carries our genetic code. Hebrew letters carry so much depth and so much heart. It’s beautiful how the Holy Spirit spurred me into learning any Hebrew.

Since the time He began teaching me words “here and there”, my relationship with Jesus has grown exponentially. What I felt during this particular study was otherworldly.

The point isn’t to learn a language or be an academic about it. The point, for me, is to linger over His Word and receive whatever He wants to teach me. When He nudges me, I hunt down everything I can in His Language.

The lessons are deeper and more meaningful in the Hebrew. They simply are.

The word עֹז (Oz) means strength, but not the kind that clenches its fists. It is the kind of strength you need to trust, praise, pray or worship no matter your circumstances.

When the Hebrew says “He is my Oz,” it paints the image of a deer on a cliff edge — light, balanced, fearless.

It presents as sure-footed strength, total confidence and trust in God. This power is not about brute force.

My earthly father exhibited this type of trust and confidence when he was still with us.

It’s actually extra sweet to me to consider the nickname my father went my — Oscar. The meaning is derived from words for “Gods spear” and “friend of deer”. My folks had a home on seven acres and they loved all the deer which visited their property.

Deers will always make me think of Daddy and Our Father in Heaven.

I will close with another Oz reference in Scripture. I love, love, LOVE Nehemiah.

Joy and Oz belong together.
Joy is the energy that steadies your step;
Oz is the peace that lets you laugh and keep walking.

Maybe that’s why my heart dances when I see the word, Oz, in the Hebrew. My spirit recognizes His Power and something even in just studying the Hebrew language steadies my own stride.

New dances. New songs.

It feels like I am a deer, leaping with joy and yet incredibly sure-footed.

Thank you, Jesus.

Open Guard: Distance Management

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For several years, anytime a word pops in my head, I just Google “XYZ word in The Bible”. It’s been a fun way for the Holy Spirit to teach me.

It’s been super interesting to search His Word for jiu-jitsu terminology.

There’s a quiet wisdom in learning how far to stand from the world and how close to stand with God.

The Bible may never use the phrase “distance management,” but its pages are filled with lessons on when to draw near and when to step back.

Jesus Himself modeled this perfectly.

He loved the crowds—but often withdrew from them. He walked with twelve—but shared His deepest moments with three.

And when He needed to hear the Father clearly, He went alone to the mountains to pray. (Luke 5:16)

Distance, in His hands, was not disconnection. It was discernment.

Proverbs offers practical balance applications.

All relationships have a rhythm, even friendship. Love tends to breathe best when there is space for oxygen between hearts.

Abraham was called to leave his homeland so that he could find his promise. (Genesis 12:1)

Paul wrote of being “separate” not to reject others, but to protect holiness. (2 Corinthians 6:17)

Proverbs 4:23 tells us,

Maybe distance management is simply what heaven calls balance—the rhythm of approach and retreat,

The gift of meekness is separate from the holy art of knowing when to speak and when to stay silent,

Conversely, there are times to be in crowds and opportunities to slip away to pray.

Seems in jiu-jitsu, you learn that distance determines control.

Too close and you’re vulnerable. Too far and you lose connection.

But the right space—disciplined, measured, and aware—creates strength, peace, and posture.

So maybe “distance management” is not about walls at all.

It’s about alignment.

Keeping God close, keeping peace within reach, and keeping chaos far enough away that it cannot pull you off balance.

Maybe there were several reasons Jesus had me doing cartwheels at 57 all summer. I always felt it was to encourage others and make them smile. They made many people smile in many different places.

In this moment, it feels like they also served to remind me when I am in balance with Him, anything is possible. That’s how it feels today.

Thank you, Jesus. I sure do love you. Today has been a big moving day for the store and Your moving my perspective is everything in this moment.

I See What You Did There #ISWYDT

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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.

#Yessir! a#ISWYDT

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.”

Holy Patterns and Presence

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I just posted “I See What You Did There #ISWYDT and brought lunch to my husband. Sitting in the shop, I am being completely dazzled by the realization we are approaching three years since the Holy Spirit visited me in Blue Ridge Georgia on 2/3/23.

I just googled and confirmed it was the first Friday of February. The first Friday in February is also National Wear Red Day (heart disease in women) and National Bubblegum Day.

I have survived 57 years of not knowing about either of those First Friday remembrances. I am far more drawn to study First Fruits like Easy Torah explains in this link .

Heaven help me, I can’t locate the story in My God Room. Okay, breathe in “Yah”. Hold. Exhale on “Weh”, slowly. Repeat.

The shortest version possible is that I was on a mission to complete the Boss Mull Family Book, The Holy Spirit planted a powerful seed when I took my husband to Blue Ridge in December 2022. I was nudged hard to correct errors on Ancestry.com and similar sites and provide every family member an accurate digital book of our extended family.

Uncle Dan never celebrated his 57th Birthday.

My assignment was to trace all twelve branches and get approval from the eldest in each branch before sharing the project results. This particular trip was for final edits. I made arrangements to stay at my cousin Marcia &Doug’s home, followed by two nights at Don & Jode’s.

Their dad, Dan Mull, was shot and killed August 20, 1975. I had my dad with me another 34 years before he also went to heaven on August 20, 2009.

I just realized ten days later, my cousins are reminded they lost their brother, Roger, August 30,2001.

Grateful in this moment for Facebook. Something about re-reading the post took me right back to Don & Jode’s guest room. I remember questioning the compulsion to go to my car and grab my Bible. It was late and my cousin has roughly 17 years on me. In my flesh, I would NEVER risk setting off an alarm or waking up such gracious hosts.

Yet, when the Holy Spirit told me to “put on your boots” and trek out to my car in the freezing cold, I was obedient.

What transpired for the next few hours was beyond other-worldly.

That morning’s words—Revival, Redemption, Reconciliation—became a thread that pulls through every “23:23” verse in Scripture.

This is like PTSD in reverse. I am back in their guest room, completely undone in the best of ways. I pray that makes sense to even one person reading this post.

Across the pages of Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, and Matthew, a hidden rhythm emerges:

He goes before.
He speaks.
He protects.
He holds us accountable.
He honors courage.
He values truth.
He draws near.
He exposes betrayal.
He fulfills.

It is the same voice that said, “Go to your room.!!!”

Each “23:23” verse held confirmations of that night’s message. They are proof of divine repetition: God doesn’t just speak; He echoes through time.

Super powerful is the only 23:23 in the New Testament. In awe, I remain.

Together, they form a circle of Presence — the living message of 2/3/23—echoing to the recesses of my heart.

Thank you, Jesus! You put the pen in my shaky hand that night. Woe to the scribes and Pharisees, indeed. I see what you did there. #ISWYDT Or, more accurately, my vision continues to improve, thanks to you. I love you.

Melody and Harmony

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I love, love, LOVE when God shows off , especially in our store.

A gentleman walked in with a kind face and a sweet spirit about him, just looking for a particular flavor. That’s all it takes sometime—a spark — and before long I was captivated into hearing tons of cool stories.

I thought I was a music buff. I am, but Kevin is a musical maestro.

I heard stories about how he moved here from Louisiana 42 years ago, though he was adamant in telling me he kept his house in Louisiana, too. He lived in John Prine’s guest house for a year and a half after moving up to Nashville. It makes sense to me those two were as tight as he described.

It was easy to imagine the John at his prime, helping Kevin with his dog at the vet. The way Kevin shared it, he couldn’t read English or sheet music when he moved here. Ronnie Milsap hired him because he read “music by number” and was incredibly forthright in his opinions. He also worked with Sister Hazel and Martina McBride.

Kevin told Ronnie a song wasn’t very good in how it laid out the guitar! He didn’t even realize Ronnie Milsap was blind when they first met.

He told me he’s Cajun through and through, laughing as he described his dog’s name — “Fido,” spelled P-H-I-D-E-A-U-X — because in his words, “I speak 1800s French English”, or something to that effect.

I shared my a bit about my “Loosy-Anna” soul sister, Cassie and my pronouncing “Metairie” incorrectly in Louisiana. He got a chuckle out of it. We talked about marriage, kids, and the funny ways life circles us back to the people and the places we’re meant to meet.

At exactly the moment he was getting ready to leave and I welcomed Miss Patty with my usual smile.
Without missing a beat she returned the smile and said, “You’ll let anybody in here!”

That’s when it hit — she and Kevin were family. Her brother-in-law. They hadn’t seen each other in nearly a year, even though they live just ten minutes apart.

God had other plans today — plans that included a little vape shop, a Blonde Polish Chick and Cajun Kevin and Patty sharing a copious amount of laughter. His ways are higher than ours, always

Because that’s how He moves — through the smallest moments that somehow feel orchestrated, the way only He could.

Thank you, Jesus, for orchestrating this day so beautifully. I sure do love you!

Holy Leverage

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The word leverage doesn’t appear in Scripture — but the principle runs through every story where God uses small things to do the impossible.

He is, after all, the God who turns a whisper into a weapon and a single act of faith into a flood of favor.

When Little Becomes Much

In human terms, leverage means using what’s small to move something big.

In God’s terms, it means yielding what’s small so He can move the impossible.

Moses lifted a simple staff — and the Red Sea split.

David swung a stone — and a giant fell.

A widow poured her last drops of oil — and every vessel filled to overflowing.

A boy offered his lunch — and five thousand went home satisfied.

In each moment, the power didn’t rest in what they held, but in the One who held them.

God’s math is different.

One act of obedience outweighs a thousand strategies.

One seed of faith can move a mountain.

He delights in multiplying the little when it’s placed entirely in His hands.

The Spiritual Law of Leverage

Leverage in the Kingdom isn’t manipulation; it’s alignment. Basically, for me, it’s as simple as letting the Creator apply His weight to my obedience.

In Hebrew, words like: חָכְמָה (chokmah) — wisdom, and חֵן (chen) — favor, describe this holy advantage.

Those walking in wisdom and grace move further with less effort — because heaven lends its strength.

In Greek, charis (grace) and dynamis (power) echo the same idea:

That’s divine leverage — when your weakness becomes the very handle God uses to lift the impossible.

A Mirror for Today

We live in a world that prizes human leverage: influence, followers, connections, wealth.

But in God’s kingdom, leverage begins with surrender.

He asks, “What’s in your hand?” (Exodus 4:2) and when we offer it, heaven bends low. We aren’t Moses , but we should all remember the Great I AM who parted the Red Sea. The staff didn’t do it on its own.

How can I offer “what’s in my hand?” Countless ways, even at a shop called Community Vapor.

Godversation is the biggest gift I can offer on a daily basis. Just being present for those who walk through the door. Prayer whispered through tears can be powerful. I couldn’t begin to share all the answered prayers.

Those small moments shift unseen realms. Heaven has always specialized in small beginnings with eternal weight. I can’t stop thinking about “The Hidden Greatness in the Smallest Letter. What a tiny, humble spark 💜✝️💜

And, just like that, my mind is on a mat and my spirit is telling me these lessons are as much for me as they are encouragement for Joe Rogan.

The “31 Mats” are written and each must be prayed over as I edit. Leverage is a big deal in jiu-jitsu and apparently it was a key lesson for me today.

I will learn more, first hand, as my first jiu-jitsu lesson is next Sunday.