Author: Adventures

proph·e·cy   [prof–uh-see]  noun, plural proph·e·cies. the foretelling or prediction of what is to come. Growing up, being a pastor’s kid, going to church every weekend and later attending Bible College, of course I knew what a prophet was & what they did. They were people in the bible who God spoke to & they conveyed that information to others. Usually, it was foretelling what would happen in the future. Through out these last few millenniums, many people...

“Is God really enough for me?” If I am really being truthful, I don’t think that I have ever given a genuine “yes.”  I am finally having to truly sacrifice, and finally having to really decide if God is enough for me.   It is funny how right now, when things seem to really be hard, I am finding it necessary to say “yes.”   “Yes Lord, You are enough.” This is my response today.   No, I don’t want my leader and amazing friend to leave. No, I don’t want to switch buildings and beds. No, I don’t want to...

I can see myself as a little girl, just barely out of my toddler years. I’m in my bedroom lining up all my stuffed toys, glass dolls, and Polly pockets to attend my wedding ceremony! “Do you take this man to be your husband?” A ratty, polar bear with a backwards red cap stood in for my husband. “Yes!” I said exuberantly. “I now pronounce you man and wife!” were the words that even as a little girl I longed for!                 I had a strong desire to be married as a child...

At home, I've become known as the 'abolitionist' or 'the girl who is fighting human trafficking' etc. So naturally, coming on this trip many people, including myself, had the expectation that God's intention for bringing my team and me to Thailand was to set the captives free.    It didn't take us long into this trip to see that we were wrong this was not at ALL God's plan for any of us.    In fact, I was wrong about a lot of things on this trip. One thing that I was very wrong about was the women and men at Bangla. I came expecting to be...

I came yet again planning to write about something else (in this case getting sick and that whole escapade) but instead this came to me.    I feel like I've had this question posed to me a lot in the past few months. How big is your God Gloriel? How big is your God?? We can all admit He's pretty big right? He made the universe, knows the galaxies/stars by name, He holds the world in his hand. But how big is He to you? We've been told all our lives that God loves us. Has a plan for us. Comes and lives in us, and is alive today. But how much of that do we...