Dear Family and Friends:

I can’t help but feel mixed emotions here.  I would never choose to leave you and it breaks my heart, yet I know all my dreams are fulfilled in my heavenly home with Jesus and C.S. Lewis.  I can finally have all the deep conversations I want without wearing any of you down.  LOL

I cannot write letters to all of you, but I want to speak life to each of you.  You have, truly, loved me well.  As hard as this challenge has been, I have experienced more of God’s intimate love through this valley than I ever would have known on the mountain top of this life.  Traveling this with you has indeed been a rich blessing; As I write this, I’m truly grateful.  Bucky, Hope, Ashlyn, Megan and Kathleen stepped up in my need, all of you are my heroes.  Family:  ALL of you, I could not have done a day of this without each of you.  Friends:  You anchored me in the land of the living.

“I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.”  Psalm 27:13

Thank you for honoring the girl beneath the disease.  Thank you for supporting my journey home with your prayers and your generous presence.  Each of you, and I mean this with all my heart, made a Kingdom of difference in my life, in health and in sickness.

Today is for tears, but joy comes in the morning.  I remain part of the Kingdom dynamics in your days.  We’ve much Kingdom Play to engage, our journey together has just begun….I love you more,

Kingdom Building Through Dad

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“The male of the family carries the weighted glory

in his tone and words.

The Kingdom building within each home is strengthened

by his grace and mercy.”

Sounds like the strength of assurance with Ashlyn built kingdom strength into our family.

Great job Dad!

(A text I sent to Bucky)

“Christ will swallow up death in victory” by Richard Sibbes

Originally posted on Tolle Lege:

“‘He shall swallow up death in victory, and wipe away tears from all faces.’ (Isaiah 25:8) Death is here represented to us under the word victory, as a combatant, as one that we are to fight withal, a captain.

And then here is the victory of him, Christ overcomes him, and overcomes him gloriously. It is not only a conquest, but a swallowing of him up.

Usually God useth all sorts of enemies in their own kind. He causeth them that spoil to be spoiled, them that swallow up to be swallowed up. So death the great swallower shall be swallowed up.

Beloved, death is the great king of kings, and the emperor of emperors, the great captain and ruling king of the world; for no king hath such dominion as death hath. It spreads its government and victory over all nations.

He is equal, though a tyrant. As a…

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Petals of Promise: The Line

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 Dedicated to Ashlyn, balance that line and dismount into your Jesus’ strong arms

The Line

Do you create me to live beyond the line?

You’ve got my attention.  You straighten me on my feet with your words.  I’m walking and working in the dust towards a horizon you set.

There is darkness clouding the skies and my soul.

Are the wings of your spirit creating it?  It closes in on my life.  Only you can peel away the shadow of the night.

I wait.

You strike away the tenebrous in a flash.  You light the firmament and the darkest corners of my soul with blinding light. I cannot look rightly into your glory, nor can I walk without the light you create.

It is the soft glow of twilight I seek over eternal waters.

You design the boundaries between light and dark.

Just as you wrap up the waters in your cloak,

You wrap me at day’s end in your love. You draw more than pictures of black and white.  I praise you for colorizing my world and anointing my soul with an infinite palate of pigments.

“You introduced your glory, to every living creature on earth.  And they started singing the first song to ever be heard.  They sang for you.  You make all things new.”

You give me ears to hear the melody of your praise!

You give me vision to see the creation of your glory.

I want to trace the work of your hand.  I want to tread the high places of the earth with you, Lord.  My heart wants to do more than take baby steps into the watercolors of your strokes.

I want to fly, Lord, on wings of the morning, to the furthest horizon.

Do you create me to live beyond the line?

Isaiah 48:13, Isaiah 60:8, Job 37:3, Job 26:10, Proverbs 30:4, Steven Curtis Chapman, “You Make All Things New,”  Psalm 19:1, Amos 4:13, Psalm 139:9
Inspired by The Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

It’s A Top Secret Mission

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It’s a top secret mission, if you choose to accept it I think there is only one other person that knows about this little “personified practice of pause” God came up with.

The purpose:

1.  Increase my awareness of the Trinity:  Father/Son/Holy Spirit.

2.  Moving the power of this mystery amongst the community.

3.  It feels like a silent, sacred seal of God’s anointing.

Now that sounds all heavy and complex, but it’s not.  It’s child’s play in KINGDOM proportions.  So let’s not waste a moment’s time.  This game is like Candy Land.  Only rule is each turn, you jump ahead three squares :)  So, look for opportunities for three.  (Each time I say to myself, “sealed by the Trinity, Amen,” pray whatever He leads.)  Hug:  three pats, three balloons, the stamps, the roses, three!!!, three kisses, wipe your feet three times before entering a home.  Limitless opportunities.  Be intentional and have fun.  I don’t know what God is up to, I just know it is KINGDOM significant.  The more we play, the more Glory is released.  Imagine if you started a world movement.  Get started, everyone go to the bank, exchange one dollar for one hundred shiny new pennies.  Drop three on the sidewalk.  It is visible only in triad moves.  Wipe your feet three times, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.  Kiss that baby on the head three times, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.  Leave three gerber daisies at someone’s backdoor, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.  My personal favorite is, pat someone on the back during a hug three times, Father, Son, and Holy Spirt.  It is sealing a touch of life with HIS hand.  Be creative.

Ready, set, go :) :) :)

The Fragrance

Author’s Prescript:

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In a dear friend reading, Streams in the Desert, I was struck by this goodness

in reference to my girls.

I wanted to share this with you.

Attach1Now your challenge is…

Who are the violets in your life??? 

Streams in the Dessert

“Need” in Whispers

Enter with me where time and place stand still. Beyond me and my circumstance, His Hand reaches through the veil that hides the reality of His Kingdom, Thy will be done. My family and close friends witnessed the heavenly host fight for me through the song of Plumb.

Close friends, Frank and Gaye gifted us with tickets to the KLOVE Christmas concert. Plumb filled the church with her voice to bless us with Christmas carols and her song, “Need You Now” (I’ve featured on another post). I’m gonna tell you I bawled like a baby. It touches every fiber of my faith. There are no words to express the depth of where my suffering meets her song journey. As she stood side stage, I could see her silhouette out of the corner of my eye. I had closed my eyes to Worship names into the Chris August song. I heard the angelic rustle of satin closing in… And I felt her soft cheek brush my tear-glazed cheek, her beautiful curls tumble over my flat unstyled hair. (lol) My eyes fluttered open to the wonder of Plumb whispering in my ear. (She gifted me with a glory of hope token, you will have to read my book for this revelation). Truth tickled joy alive as she…Prayed something like this,”Lord, I don’t know what this precious sister is going through, but I ask that you put your arms around her. Embrace her circumstance so she knows more of your love. Oh Father, be here for her so this will be her best Christmas ever. Amen.” She kissed my forehead, and we locked moist eyes. I felt time stop and Plumb saw into my story. Not being able to speak or move, I put all I had in gratitude and love in my eye language back to her. My hand so wanted to reach out of my heart to touch her. The moment felt so ethereal. “I love you,” she said with the authority of His Kingdom. I heard the love of Jesus telling me, through her voice, “I will bless the sacrifice of your suffering far and beyond your expectations” (Eph. 3:20).  I squeezed my face to emulate a hug. She touched my head and was gone as quickly as she came.

I had to work hard to get my composure back from such a significant blessing.

How do you thank someone for stopping time in the face of minute and hour hands that threaten to press the life out of me. Time is not the reality that govern our days and nights. Love governs His Kingdom. God’s love comes down at Christmas (Point of Grace), to remind us it is timeless, extending into eternity.

Merry Christmas Plumb, I love you too. Thank you for singing Jesus into my heart.

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