God Multiplies – Fish + Loaves of Bread

Untitled design(2)Hands gritty and slimy, I cling on to that smelly fish. It’s my catch – the food I have harvested for my sustenance, and it took quite some time to catch those little suckers. With power of my own, I threw that rod into the stream and pulled up not just one silver albacore, but two.

The same with these loaves of bread, the fire in my home made the yeast rise – standing tall and plump. The spices in my cabinet made these loaves savory to the taste. Now, this is my lunch, the meal that fuels my body with protein and vitamins.

However, like the little boy in John, so often, God asks me to give up my catch and wait for his miracle to unfold.

Oh how often we hold on to our catch of the day. When God asks for us to give those slimy fish over to him, we grunt and groan.

We worry – and think if I give this up, what if God does not provide? Or we give four loaves of crispy bread over, keeping one for ourselves (just in case).

That little boy, in the parable of the loaves and fish, believed God could feed five-thousand. He gave up his lunch willingly with the risk that he, himself, might not get fed. Yet, he believed and trusted in the Father and waited for the beautiful multiplying nature of the King of Kings.

Jesus took the five loaves and two fish, looked up toward heaven, and blessed them. Then, breaking the loaves into pieces, he gave the bread to the disciples, who distributed it to the people.  They all ate as much as they wanted, and afterward, the disciples picked up twelve baskets of leftovers. About 5,000 men were fed that day, in addition to all the women and children! – Matthew 14: 19-21

Praise be to Jehovah Jireh – for he truly is the LORD that provides.

When we unclench those smelly fish, hand over the loaves of bread behind our backs and turn them over to God (in faith), he surely will not disappoint.

He is the God that preformed a miracle in Sarah’s belly. He is the Maker that filled the widows oil basins. He is the presence that walked with David when he slung that stone at Goliath.

“True faith means holding nothing back. It means putting every hope in God’s fidelity to His Promises.” – Francis Chan

Jehovah Jireh, My provider – His grace is sufficient for me.

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But, If Not – He Is Still Good

And if not, He is still good ...Reflection. It’s a beautiful thing. For by reflecting on events in life – one realizes the goodness of the Maker. Life can be heartbreaking. After all, it’s a journey in an imperfect world. A world that is empty, shallow and depressed without the goodness of Christ.

You can’t control the circumstances around you, the actions of others and especially the movements of the enemy. But, you can pray, praise and delight in the Father of Perfect Light particularly when things don’t go your way – because he is still good.

One phrase in particular in Daniel when Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego were about to step into the fiery furnace sends chills down my spine…

‘But if not.’

“If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the furnace of blazing fire; and He will deliver us out of your hand, O king. But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the golden image that you have set up.” – Daniel 3: 17, 18

You see – God does not promise that he will save us from the flames of life – of course he can; but, it does not work that way. He promises to dance with us in the forbidding inferno.

This Water Walker speaks peace to the uneasy seas, out-of-control brush fires and clouds filled with thunder and lightning. His voice is the honey that soothes our throats so sore from yelling at the waves.

He did not save the disciples from the rough seas, they still had to experience the wake and despair; but, Jesus was right there with them and eventually calmed the storm. He did not save the Israelites from walking in the wilderness; but he sent food their way – along with a cloud by day and pillar of fire by night.

It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you. He will not leave you. – Deut 31:8

Life is full of letdowns and sadness. But, sweet one – he is still good.

Encourage your brothers and sisters in Christ going through rough seas in life – and remind them that God is still good.

God has plans – glorious plans!

May we remember when feeling distraught – the worldly pain you’ve been feeling can’t compare to the joy that’s coming!

Because, He is still good.


Zucchini Quinoa Saute {Gluten Free, Vegan Optional}

quinoaIt’s October. So, time for harvest-y dishes. Well, you will love this festive little bowl of warm sunshine to eat as the temperatures drop this season.

Talk about 10 minute meals, this is so easy to make and fills you up completely.

Now, this meal is meat-free (not vegan, because chicken broth is used) but, you can easily swap the chicken broth for vegetable broth!

If your honey needs to eat some type of meat protein with this dish, I’d bake some chicken or heat up some sausage (to serve him on the side!)

You’ll need: 3 zucchinis, 1/2 yellow onion, 1 cup of quinoa, 1 cup chicken broth, 2 cloves garlic, 1 tbsp. olive oil, 1 tsp. garlic powder, 1 tsp. onion powder, salt and pepper to taste.

First cut up your zucchini, onion and garlic. Then, place them in a pan on the stovetop! Saute these yummy veggies up with about a tbsp. of olive oil. Sprinkle salt and pepper on these veggies to taste.

In a separate pan on the oven, pour in 1 cup chicken (or vegetable) broth. Wait for this broth to start boiling and add in your cup of quinoa. Stir this mixture up and let it cook on medium high for about 10 minutes with the lid on.

Next add 1 tsp. garlic powder and 1 tsp. onion powder to the quinoa mix and salt and pepper to taste. Then combine both mixtures (zucchini and quinoa) together in a large bowl. Stir, then serve!

Bonus – for a cheesy taste, add nutritional yeast to the top of your saute!

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God Whispers – Don’t Lose Heart

dont lose heartDo you ever feel odd in this world? Almost like you don’t fit in? Your ideas and opinions, once the normal for society, are not politically vogue anymore. You find yourself scratching your head, looking down at your pleated dress and heels, feeling outdated.

Dresses were so 1950’s – it’s now expected of women to wear combat boots and slacks affirmatively standing on their right to dress like a man, gain as much work success as their counterparts, and even act like a male for that matter.

But, where does that leave the woman that desires to be a caretaker, nurturer and finds fulfillment in her soul to nourish babies with warm homemade meals and caress their forlorn rosy cheeks with sweet lullabies? Has society so progressed that she is archaic?

Our battle cries are no longer rooted in the soil of faith, family and values. No, they are centered on evolving on stances, catering to those who are popular at the time and those who seek out self-elevation.

What happened to the days where we broke bread with our neighbors, laughed in the front yard with our children and offered a bright smile to a stranger on the street? Instead, it’s culturally acceptable to laugh, with wine glass in hand, over the discussion of organs harvested from babies that were defenseless – that ultimately had no voice.

To the mother feeling amiss with emotions and befuddlement – it’s easy to throw your hands up and give up hope. You see a society crumbling – not even slowly anymore. It’s rapidly disintegrating.

You feel as though you are throwing your children to the wolves in school systems teeming with political correctness – void of prayer. Your heart mourns for your children. But, what can you do?

God whispers –don’t lose heart.

He sees you, sitting there awestruck at the news cycle that just gets worse year by year. He sees you struggling to teach your children how to differentiate between light and dark. He hears your prayers for wisdom and guidance.

And, says – keep looking to me.

Though outsiders to the culturally savvy and astute, you carry the light of Christ. You see, though the world may be crumbling, God’s word never fails and never disintegrates – it stands. Always.

“So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.” – Isaiah 55:11

We are building our homes and what we choose to teach and exemplify, our little ones become. You can be depressed about society; however, you have the keys to make a difference.

Raise up your children in the Lord. Stand on the solid foundation of the LORD’s principles. Shine his love in the darkness of this culture of corruption.

Be different.

God has given us the keys to the kingdom. Use them. You are equipped. Others may laugh; but, you know the truth. God needs beautiful culture creators – of purity.

Don’t lose heart, perhaps this is the moment for which you were created?

For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?” – Esther 4:14


His Story For Our Lives Ends in Victory

READING A NOVELThere is something uniquely beautiful about opening a new book. The pages have not yet been touched. These new leaflet sheets smell new and the binding is utterly crisp – not bent and dilapidated. There is anticipation in reading page one – for the story is only beginning and there are so many adventures ahead to be experienced by the eyes and emotions of the reader.

But nothing can beat the enjoyment of reading the book and experiencing the excitement, surprise, twists and turns of the story lines. Novels can take you from enchanted forests to barren kingdoms. They can make you shed tears of joy, as well as, tears of sorrow. That worn binding is priceless for it conveys a journey.

Have you ever thought about your life as a novel that God is writing? Sometimes it is hard to truly imagine that concept. Yet, how beautiful that our lives are being written by the supreme poet laureate of storytellers!

And, his story for our lives does not end in a tragedy – with those who have committed their lives to the good fight being destroyed or dismayed. No, it ends in pure joy – victory. Sure, there may be twists and turns – ultimately the things that build character and that backbone. But, the Author of our lives has an ending of sheer delight in store.

In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation. – 1 Peter 5:10

When racked with worry and sadness, remember God wins. You may even need to say it aloud. God has already won the battle. He has claimed victory over death and defeat.

Live your own story with grace and dignity. Walk uprightly – knowing that your God holds the pen and is writing you a beautiful happily ever after – for it will be in the comfort of his kingdom, where God reigns victoriously. The sun does not set; but, shines on our faces every hour – fueling our beings with perfect love.


Book Review: Hiding in the Light – Why I Risked Everything to Leave Islam and Follow Jesus

Rifqa-Bary-Hiding-in-the-LightThis woman is an inspiration – such a beautiful soul. While reading this book, I found myself looking to heaven and thanking God countless times for his love, mercy and affection. The way in which Rifqa Berry writes about Jesus is mesmerizing. She truly counts him as a constant friend and companion in her life – a life that could sometimes be very lonely and solitude.

“Wherever the church has lost this passion and fervor, may stories like mine disturb the cobwebs that limit believers’ faith to a menu selection—when Jesus is truly the feast Himself.” – Rifqa Berry

If you are looking for a book that you cannot set down – this is the one for you. Rifqa’s words will set fire to your heart and soul. In her memoir, she takes you through the journey of being raised in Sri Lanka, and the struggle of moving to the United States, New York for that matter – right before the Twin Towers were attacked.

She relives heart wrenching moments in her life, as well as, some beautiful defining situations. After reading this book, if you are a Christian, you will soon realize how precious it is to openly read and study the Word of God.

Hiding in the Light not only relays the dangers of converting to Christianity in a Muslim household; but, it also takes you on a journey of little girl’s path to adulthood – faced with one of the toughest situations imaginable – fleeing from her family.

This account will touch your heart, and I pray it makes you say constant prayers for Rifqa, who is still in hiding. What a beautiful story of God’s power, healing and divine provision in placing iron-sharpening individuals in her life.

You can purchase the book on Amazon, here.

Here is a brief biography on the author:

Fatima Rifqa Bary, a native of Sri Lanka, moved with her family to the United States at the age of eight. She secretly converted from Islam to Christianity at age twelve. When her family discovered her secret four years later, she ran away from home—and her story made national headlines. Still living in an undisclosed location, Rifqa’s passions are prayer, missions, and people. She also cherishes long talks with loved ones over coffee and eating lots of chicken curry.

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Faithfully Jumping in the Flames of Life

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Feet caked in debris, I look up at the sky and shake my fists! When did the air get so dirty and thick – almost to the point of clogging up my windpipes?

Looks can be deceiving. We’ve learned that from the Goldilocks fable, where the Big Bad Wolf, cloaked as grandma, jumps out from the four post bed and gobbles up the poor, sweet blonde.

Yet, the brilliant horizon appears beautifully fresh and moist – almost like a fairy-tale; nevertheless, I am wincing for air. Those with painted picket posters might argue my claim; but, my struggle for breath is not from environmental factors. But, rather emotional and spiritual soot –the kind that blocks up the solid brick chimney –igniting house fires and releasing that deadly carbon dioxide.

My heart’s desire is not to get burned by the furious flame. I want to dance in the fire like those valiant soldiers of God – Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. How obedient they were standing firm in the promise that Yahweh would protect them from this scorching furnace. Yet, when I evaluate my faith that picture and reality of my skin roasting in the heat is all consuming. It frightens the child within my soul and shakes the walls of my flesh temple.

God has called us to be obedient to his charge. He has proven his loyalty time and time again. Like a compassionate king, he unleashes love –for he is made of the purest form of love there is. He proves his faithfulness to the faithful.

And the princes, governors, and captains, and the king’s counselors, being gathered together, saw these men upon whose bodies the fire had no power, nor was a hair of their head singed, neither were their coats changed nor had the smell of fire passed onto them. – Daniel 3:27

Woe to me if I believe the cigarette stench of this world can consume me. It only swallows me if I allow it to do so. It is my choice to stay in the smoking suite and have my clothes bathed in the smell of others nicotine addictions.

May I faithfully jump into the flames of this life – knowing that you will be there to dance with me, God. And, this dance will not leave me laden with a smoke smelling jacket. No, it will smell like the embers of Christ – as sweet as honey and heavenly!

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Every Life Has a Meaning That Can Never Be Replaced or Recreated

life little girlLife. We use the word freely; but, when the meaning sinks in, it is priceless – like a costly ruby or the crown jewels. Life means living, breathing, smiling and running. It means watching in marvel as the crisp yellow, orange and brown leaves swirl to the ground in autumn.

It is truly a heavy word for it’s a weighty experience. You feel pain, grief, excitement and sheer joy at times. You are given choice and freewill. You are given a voice.

Life is given to us as a gift from our Creator. From his breath we were formed. From his hands we were molded. Life is not meant to be snuffed out – or recklessly destroyed for every life has a meaning that can never be replaced or recreated by another soul.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.” – Jeremiah 1:5

Like every fingerprint is unique, every person when knitted together in their mother’s womb is fearfully and wonderfully made. Facial features from heaven; these are the work of a true artist. With brushstrokes of love, he paints life.

May we value life – for everyone formed deserves to take their first breath. May we be a nation that speaks for the voiceless – for a person is created at the moment of conception, and God’s hand is truly upon them.

“It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.” ― Mother Teresa

“Abortion kills twice. It kills the body of the baby and it kills the conscience of the mother. Abortion is profoundly anti-women. Three quarters of its victims are women: Half the babies and all the mothers.” – Mother Teresa

The Maker clings on to the finger of the baby swimming inside their mother’s womb. He has already spoken promise over their lives. How utterly evil it is – to snuff that little light out for selfish gain.

May this country have eyes to see and ears to hear what is noble and right. May we embrace morality again, and look to God for guidance. Let the hearts return to whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable.

“No law can give us the right to do what is wrong.” – President Abraham Lincoln


In The Stillness & Quiet – God Speaks

despairWe hear it recited over and over again that the joy of the Lord is our strength. Yet, some days it is hard to truly think his joy is enforcing our battle armor – especially on rough days. Bitter thoughts, frantic work commitments and the stretch to ‘be all there’ with our families can play its toll.

It is hard to find that joy in all the surrounding factors of life. It is easy to sit weighted down by your troubles. You gasp for air thinking – if only I could rest and find stillness!

Take heart, child of the living God. Allow breath to fill your lungs and breathe in deeply. God orders the steps of those he loves and he showers blessings on the faint of heart. His eyes are on you, child, and he sees your deepest needs.

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. – Isaiah 40:49

The Sovereign LORD has given me a well-instructed tongue, to know the word that sustains the weary. He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being instructed. – Isaiah 50:4

There is so much truth in the promise – ‘be still and know that I am God.’ In the stillness and the quiet, God speaks and his peace is attained. Yet, we go about our busy lives forgetting this magnificent reality and are angered when we don’t hear the honey voice of the Lord.

We must try to sing even in the uncertain, low times – the times where we truly feel like we are walking through the valley of death or entombed in a pit with famished lions.

Like Paul and Silas in prison, we must lift our voices and make a joyful noise in our moments of stillness – for it breaks the chains of ruin. In the car, at home in a closet, walking the dog – wherever it is for you. Praise is so sweet to the ears of our Maker. It moves his heart.

Worship is simply giving God his breath back. – Lou Giglio

Praise in the stillness, when no one is around, softens despondent hearts. It lifts stressed souls and lights weary eyes. This should be our blissful place – for our hearts were made to worship the King of Glory.

May we never fret stress, demanding schedules and the hustle of life. May we realize that it is God who is in control. Take the reins sweet Redeemer! Let us seek out stillness and intimacy with you!


Perfect Fireside Candle + Essential Oil Blend


There is something magical about the change of the seasons. Just on the hind legs of summer, it appears God has ushered in the autumn season. Brilliant colored leaves start to fall on the earth and the cool wind whips your face.

That smell of campfires in the distance pervade your senses. You want to bottle that scent and bring the campfire indoors with you. Plaid shirt and riding boots, you can be an adventurer in your own home to the flicker of a candle.

Check out Parachute’s blended collection of natural scented candles. Seriously, if you like the idea of writing in peace with the glow of the candle in the background, their candle collection draws inspiration from the outdoors.

The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter, and is about as ample at one season as at another.  It is as well for cheerfulness as for warmth and dryness. – Henry David Thoreau

For only $24 (and $12 for the travel tin) you can bring the scents of warm amber, vetiver and musk to your home. Whether entertaining or just making the house smell like an outdoor experience for your family, others are sure to enjoy this autumn smell.

Vetiver is a very grounding and calming essential oil. It is said to support those recovering from trauma or dealing with stress, and may aide in sleep.

Moms – this is also an oil that is used for ADHD children! Light this little soy beauty up after school to calm the little ones down.

It’s the season to sit by a warm campfire, so bring the bonfire inside with this beautiful candle and skip the bug bites.

Thinking about presents for ladies and loved ones? Parachute also sells bed linens and will donate one life-saving bed net for every Venice sleep-set sold.

Check out Parachute online. You will like their clean, crisp designs.