Month: February 2012

Open Eyes, Open Ears

For the first time, I am taking part in Lent to prepare for Easter. At first, I didn’t know what to choose…then it hit me. What takes up my attention during the day? What is my time waster? Facebook, of course. Since the popular social network was invented, my spare time has been consumed with reading the daily happenings of other people’s lives, and coming up with snazzy statuses. It made perfect sense that if I want to hear God more, that’s the perfect solution.

I have been told some people were confused after I posted that I would be back after Easter. They were confused since I’m not Catholic. No I’m not, but I still recognize the time of year and wanted to choose something to fast from to give honor to God.

I have also been told that people think I’m cheating since I’m sharing articles from other websites. lol No, I have not cheated. 🙂 When I see an article, song, or something related to Christ that I want to share, I click the share or like button.

The point of my break from Facebook was to not spend my time so focused on what everyone else is doing, and spend that time focused on things of God instead. It has paid off tremendously. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard God so clearly. I’m learning so many new things, and feeling His presence more and more. There’s nothing like it, I must say.


Hello there…

I have been craving an outlet for myself and a place to lay my thoughts out on the table, so here we are.

Silence is my friend tonight. I can’t seem to pull away from it, despite my pending alarm at 5:30 am.

Today was different than my daily routine. Mentoring sessions shifted it, which is fine with me. That means sleeping in, alone time, and worshiping in my car on the way to work. After dancing off my calories, I showered & headed in to work. After a short & sweet prayer request, I was ready to start singing. Normally, my husband & I carpool. I try not to torture him with my voice, but when I’m alone, it’s on.  Kari Jobe & I played duets during my commute, and God was the maestro. There is nothing like listening to anointed songs. They are always accompanied by chills and tears. So cleansing.

The first half of the day flew by, but the last half dragged on. I couldn’t help think it was Friday, but unfortunately, we have one more day. Meetings went well, and I felt peppy most of the day. Once I clocked out, I got my fill of alone time. I was ready to see my baby. A few hours of dinner & DVR, I sit here with sleepy eyes & contentment. Especially knowing tomorrow is Friday.