Ears to Hear

shutterstock_175071470I am a listener. I absolutely love to listen! I was once given wonderful advice that has really stuck with me as I have grown. That istake the time to love and listen to whomever is in front of you at that moment. Really focus in and give them your full attention and allow them time to talk. Communication and connections being made.

Throughout my days it may be my husband, or my 2 sons, Embrace Grace mommies and babies, family, friends, team members and so many others that I come in contact with. I love to listen as they share stories, events about their day, and other fascinating factors that they encounter. The highs and lows of life. Ups and downs and everything in between. I engage and listen intently on what they have to share. One of my most favorite to listen to is God. He always knows exactly what I need to hear at the perfect moment.

A few days ago I was intrigued with this movie I had rented and my little seven year old walks in trying to talk to me. Shhhhh… Mommy is watching a movie. I’m trying to hear what they are saying… please be quiet. I can’t hear when you are talking… A few minutes later he is chatty again. I again ask him to be quiet. A third time he begins to talk and says something that captured my attention and I immediately grabbed the remote and paused the movie and was all ears. Ready to listen.

Mommy, his voice sounds like God’s. I look over at him in total amazement. I ask him to repeat again. His voice sounds like God’s mommy… The characters voice was a really deep voice. This man has been in so many movies. One being Simba’s dad on the Lion King. His voice is very distinctive and captures the audience when he speaks.

My son and I have many talks about him hearing God and how He speaks to him. He will ask God questions and relay the answers. In their sweet innocence and childlike faith it just comes naturally for children to hear God speak.

As we are sitting on the couch I look intently into my son’s eyes and desire to know more about this voice that sounds so familiar to him. I ask him so when you hear this voice, what does He say? He replies. Umm… What’s the word? He thinks for a second. Oh yeah, he cheers me on. He says you know like when I am playing baseball. I will be on first base. He (God) tells me to run to second. Run to second. Then when I am on second He says run to third you can do it, run to third. He encourages me to run. His voice sounds like that man on the movie mommy.

As I am sitting there in total adoration and love of hearing these sweet words from my son, a wave of astonishment and awestruck wonder came over me. It really is that simple. We sometimes think that hearing God is something only some people can do. But He speaks to all of us. All the time. We simply have to tune our ears to hear His voice. To listen intently to the things being spoken all around us. The delivery comes in so many different ways. He speaks through His creation, His Word, gentle whispers, our children and so many remarkable ways. As we begin to listen with our ears and really engage in what He wants to speak into our lives it will leave lasting impressions upon our hearts.

I’m reminded of a story in the bible found in 1 Samuel 3 about a little boy that heard the voice of God. Now the boy Samuel ministered to the Lord before Eli. The word of the Lord was rare and precious in those days; there was no frequent or widely spread vision. At that time Eli, whose eyesight had dimmed so that he could not see, was lying down in his own place. When the Lord called, Samuel! And he answered, Here I am. He ran to Eli and said, Here I am, for you called me. Eli said, I did not call you; lie down again. So he went and lay down.And the Lord called again, Samuel! And Samuel arose and went to Eli and said, Here am I; you did call me. Eli answered, I did not call, my son; lie down again. Now Samuel did not yet know the Lord, and the word of the Lord was not yet revealed to him. And the Lord called Samuel the third time. And he went to Eli and said, Here I am, for you did call me. Then Eli perceived that the Lord was calling the boy. So Eli said to Samuel, Go, lie down. And if He calls you, you shall say, Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening. So Samuel went and lay down in his place. And the Lord came and stood and called as at other times, Samuel! Samuel! Then Samuel answered, Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening. 1 Samuel 3:1-10 AMP

May our ears, just as Samuel’s, be listening intently to hear what God is speaking to us. May our ears be in tune to hear His voice. May we have childlike listening skills to hear so clearly what is being revealed and spoken to our hearts. To encourage us. To enlighten us. To engage and entertain us. To fill our days and nights with life giving affirmations and love that will continue to lift us up and help us through whatever we may be going through. May we be able to drown out the noise, distraction and accusations from the wrong voices and be drawn to the heart and voice of God.

look with your eyes and hear with your ears and set your heart and mind on all that I will show you, for you are brought here that I may show them to you. Ezekiel 40:4 AMP

My eyes will be open and my ears attentive to every prayer made in this place. 2 Chronicles 7:15 NLT

Written by Salina Duffy

Afraid of a mouse?

shutterstock_139726609There are some things that might cause us to shriek, scream or scurry out of the way when we come in close contact with. As a little girl living in the country with open fields behind our home; it was normal for these critters to appear anywhere. The open fields were playing ground for one of my childhood fears… you guessed it… mice! I’m not sure why I was afraid of them? They were tiny. Harmless. Something about them just caused my skin to crawl. They could be annoying like when you are sitting on the couch trying to watch a movie and hear little scratching noises. Begin searching and trying to figure out where the noise is coming from. Also the droppings they leave behind. Eew Gross! Just being totally honest here.

Little contraptions were set up in our home with slices of cheese placed under the sink and cabinets to lure the little suckers into the trap. Hoping to show them this is not the home they want to enter. Spread the word to all your little mouseketeers to stay out or the trap will get you too. Hearing the snap of the trap always meant another one was captured. Then the smell. Oh my goodness the smell. Ok, enough about that.

I’m not sure why the fear of mice began at such a young age for me. It wasn’t a fear of spiders, snakes or anything else. Only a harmless mouse. I could watch movies like American Tale and of course Mickey Mouse that didn’t weird me out, but seeing them up close in personal was just too much for me. As I grew up and learned to face my fears, this was one that was a little hard for me to shake. I would always turn my head at the pet store and not ever want to glance in the direction of the hamsters and mice. No thank you. I am fine over here where they are as far away from me as possible.

One day I was outside on our patio and just enjoying the moment. I had my little 15 month old boy in my arms and we were singing a happy song. He was giggling and laughing in his cute little way. All of a sudden something scurried in front of my feet.   I jumped, screamed and began tip toeing all around. A tiny mouse had ran past the patio behind the flower pot and hid. I wish there could have been a camera to capture the moment. Here I was, baby in hand, dancing like a crazy lady because of some silly mouse!! They were clearing out some property behind us and apparantly caused some of the critters to lose their home so they were on the lookout for a new place to stay.

Something arose inside of me at that instant. Courage. I had just been praying for the new adventure we were beginning that very day!

I began to speak loudly, look here you silly little mouse. I am not afraid of you. You hear that! I am NOT AFRAID of you! I walked closer and closer to the flower pot and my sweet little Logan was looking at me wondering what on earth his mommy was doing. Here I was holding my baby, looking at this mouse as if it was a threat to me. It was tiny. It could not hurt me. It was something in my mind that was playing tricks on me. No more! Not in my territory. Not where I live. No more will I be afraid of a mouse!

As I was very pointedly telling this mouse that I was not afraid of it, nor would I be afraid of any other mouse in the future. Something inside me began to fill up more and more with courage. I remember saying today is our VERY FIRST DAY of Embrace Grace! Today is the day! Helping mommies and babies. A little mouse is no cause for fear. That very moment a fear was faced head on. Instantly the fear of a mouse was gone!

I reflect back upon that instance sometimes and I can’t help but laugh at the sight and scene that played out that day. Honestly the fear of a mouse wasn’t the only fear that was faced at that moment. There was also a fear of how all of this was going to work out. This was new territory for us. Are the Embrace Grace girls going to like us? We have never taught before or led a group before. This is our very first time. Will we be able to serve, support, give, teach and share the love and grace with them in the best way possible? Can we do this? In all of those questions and anxious fears the answer was YES because God was with us every moment. Never once were we alone. He guides us every step of the way. All the way! I am being real and transparent with you of the feelings that crossed my mind that very first day. I was so full of excitement and anticipation of meeting our EG girls and their babies on the way for the very first time. Excited for all that God was going to pour into their lives and ours during the delivery of His love and grace.

There are times when you must face your fear head on. It is in those moments that you are given a choice. Let your faith be bigger than your fear. Allow that courage to rise up inside of you. Speak to that thing that is causing you to fear. No matter if its a mouse, giant, some other kind of monster or a mountain to face. We have the choice to let that fear overtake us or choose to allow God to speak into our lives and reassure us He is with us. Always and Forever. We can quote His life giving words over and over again and let that fear fizzle out and become so faint and far away from us. The fear will flee!

He whispers in my ear, tells me that I’m fearless~ All He Says I am by Cody Carnes

Here are some amazing fear busters~

I’ve picked you. Don’t panic. I’m with you. There’s no need to fear for I’m your God. I’ll give you strength. I’ll help you. I’ll hold you steady, keep a firm grip on you. Isaiah 41:8-10 MSG

God is present among you. Don’t be afraid. Don’t despair. Your God is present among you. A strong warrior there to save you. Happy to have you back. He’ll calm you with his love and delight you with His songs. Zephaniah 3:16-17

I bless God every chance I get. My lungs expand with His praise. Psalm 34:1

Join me in spreading the news; together let’s get the word out. God met me more than halfway. He freed me from my anxious fears. Psalm 34:4 MSG

God’s angel sets up a circle of protection around us while we pray. Psalm 34:9

For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you. Do not fear, I will help you. Isaiah 41:13

Written by Salina Duffy

Treasured Gift

shutterstock_13469918638 years ago today I was born on my Mom’s 17th birthday. This morning as I woke up, the movie Alice in Wonderland stirred in my heart. The inspiration and ideas began arising to surprise my Mom for her birthday with a picnic in the park. It wasn’t just any park though; it was a special park that we played at when I was a little girl. I picked up my Mom from work at 11 and had a special book for her to read while I drove her to this special spot. Let’s go on a Mommy Date… She smiled and was so excited with a happy heart!.

I began to tell her of the surprises in store and that we were going on a wonderland adventure and having a picnic and we could just be little girls. In the movie the bunny runs around with his timeclock saying I’m late, I’m late for a very important date. No time to say hello, good-bye I’m late, I’m late, I’m late. – Alice in Wonderland. I expressed to her that I wish time could just freeze for a moment. A moment in time where demands, timeclocks, and cares of this world could just stop. If only for a moment. She has been punching a timeclock since she was 15 years old when she began her very first job at Dairy Queen. She has given so much of herself in so many ways; this was a time to celebrate the beautiful treasure that she is! She is a gift!

We are celebrating this day together and there is no one else I would rather be with at this moment! She was so happy! She had a treasure box to open with heartfelt sentiments and expressions inside. Pearls, feathers, flowers, words of encouragement and lots of sweet pink things 🙂 She was in awe. She said how did you know I wanted to have a picnic today?

I began to tell her that God had whispered to me of an ultimate gift, a treasured gift for her. He had been sharing to my heart that He is bringing healing to her heart, soul, body, mind, will and emotions. Restoration and redemption of her heart. She has walked a long windy journey and He has seen every step she has taken. There is a new beginning. A fresh start on the horizon ahead for her. A new season. An abundant life full of goodness. Words began to spill from my heart for her. Tears began to fall down her cheeks.

I thanked her for the countless hours and sacrifice she has given as a Mom. When my sisters and I were younger she was a single mom and worked long hard hours to support us. She gave and gave of herself and poured everything she could out for us and those around her. The birthday card I gave her read I grew up LOVED… and that is exactly what these moments were about.

We were able to reclaim moments today that she had missed sharing with me as a little girl. She had missed my t-ball games since she was busy working and has expressed to me lately that she felt guilty for having to work and missing those special games. I always told her it was alright & that I understood she had to work. This morning as I was gathering all the trinkets and treasures, I heard a whisper to grab my baseball glove and ball and lets play catch together for the first time 🙂 She enjoyed every second of playing catch and sweet talks of when I was little. Cupcakes, daisies, dreams and wishes were shared together today. I love you MOMMY!

Another special treasured gift I am celebrating today is Love Day. A memorable day when I met the love of my life. 20 years ago today! He swept me off my feet and captured my heart. We have grown more in love since the day we met. An infusion of blissful love is shared between us. I whispered Happy Love Day to him this morning as he whispered Happy Birthday to me 🙂

I have also been love bombed by so many special friends and blooms today with beautiful words. Flowers and cupcakes delivered and gifts on my doorstep. Thank you everyone that has sent precious birthday wishes and blessings! Your kindness touches my heart. I love you all so much and bless you!!

May peace and abundance overflow in your heart and life. My heart goes out to you precious moms as you are balancing your family, home, career, and everything in between! You are courageous! You are a beacon of light for the world to see. Keep on looking up! The best is yet to come! You are a treasure! You are a giver of life. I celebrate you too!! xoxo

Written by Salina Duffy

 

 

You Make Me Brave

shutterstock_17831977My heart was elated as I stood in the middle of two blooms. One an EG alumni. Another bloom at 22 weeks pregnant. Our arms were wrapped around each other as we swayed back and forth during the worship at Pink Impact. We sang the words together along with at least four thousand other ladies in the sanctuary and thousands more watching simulcast. Hearts fully engaged. As the words were repeated over and over the picture began to play in my mind. I began to think of how brave and courageous these two precious blooms on each side of me are. Along with every girl that has come and those that are to come to Embrace Grace.

On one side was a mom that has a 3 year old little boy and has walked the path of single parenting, seeking strength, wisdom and guidance from her True Source Jesus. She trusted that He would bring her the man of her dreams when the time was right. She had other relationships before but knew that there was someone out there that was handpicked just for her. She waited. Trusting. Hoping he would find her. She was on a quest. As she was receiving freedom and healing in the purest of ways, God was setting things into motion. He spoke to the man that He had handpicked just for her. A little time passed and she is now engaged and happily planning and preparing for her special wedding day. She has walked the path of bravery and has shown tremendous courage as she went through her pregnancy, newborn stages, and into toddlerhood of her little boy that brings her so much joy. She has learned what it means to truly trust Jesus for everything and seek His will in every decision that she makes. She is a warrior in the mightiest of ways! Her son and my oldest son share the same birthdays, now that’s pretty special in itself! I love them both, mommy and son, with the sweetest love pouring out over them. She says she can feel it.

On the other side of me was a belly beautiful bloom with her tiny bump as she was worshipping God with total abandonment and surrender. She had the sweetest tears as she pressed closer into God’s heart to hear all that He longed to speak to her. She doesn’t know the answers to all the questions that are laying before her, but she trusts the One who has all the answers, as He reveals them to her in the precise moments she needs to hear them. She is learning to replace her fear with faith as she steps into the unknown and believes that Jesus is always right beside her and never leaves her side. She is learning what love looks like from a heavenly Daddy that is crazy about her. She has experienced transformation from caterpillar into a beautiful butterfly. She is spreading her wings and flying free in the wind. She is brave in the most remarkable of ways. Her story, her path has not been an easy one, but she is walking victoriously through the fight and is truly a hero in my eyes forever! She has etched her place upon my heart and I will forever love and treasure her!

Then my heart began to search for the two precious new blooms we had just met at our Pink Impact booth. They were somewhere in the sanctuary amidst all the other ladies in their seats. One bloom is 4 weeks and 3 days, the other 11 weeks. They both had their share of tears and moments of how is all this going to work out? They came at separate times during the conference and we were able to share all about Embrace Grace. How they have found the love and grace that will flood their hearts and bring so much life and encouragement as they walk this path of their pregnancy. They are not ever alone. We are locking arms with them. They are BRAVE! The very next night a God wink happened. He set up a moment where they both were able to meet in the hall and give each other hugs and even get a quick pic together. They know they will be embraced by an enormous amount of support as they embark upon this new journey set before them.

You are Brave. You are brave. I kept hearing this over and over for them.

Brave is known as exhibiting courage and showing courageous endurance.

Kari Jobe and the worship team began to sing the chorus to this song as the first 2 blooms (mentioned above) and I were fully engaged in the heart of worship. Let the words sink in as you read them.

You Make Me Brave by Bethel

As Your love, in wave after wave
Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You made a way for all to enter in

I have heard You calling my name
I have heard the song of love that You sing
So I will let You draw me out beyond the shore
Into Your grace Into Your grace

You make me brave You make me brave

You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way
You make me brave You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the promises you made

A vision I have seen before is our Embrace Grace Team standing on the shore with arms linked one by one as EG alumni’s and new blooms with baby bumps began to join. An Enlarging Embrace. Going Beyond. The line stretched for miles and miles across the shore overlooking the waves. Our feet in the sand, the wind in our face, together we were making an impact for the world to see.

& then the vision grew beyond…

As the words to the song were echoed in beautiful melodies and voices… First we sang the song Ocean- and then You make me Brave…the new vision that I had at this Pink Impact 2014 as the 2 blooms were on each side of me and we swayed back and forth was this: He is calling us out beyond the shore and our Embrace Grace Team along with alumni, blooms and babies began to take steps further into the water. Waves were crashing over us, but we were not fearful. We were brave. No matter the storms. The wind causes the waves to rise. The Holy Spirit is rising us up and creating a stirring within the hearts across the nation. Waves of love. Waves of grace. You make us brave. I saw us taking steps further into the water. Beyond the shore into the waves. No fear. Only faith. Faith rising up as we step out into the unknown. Many, many, many more churches across the nation are going to join in and link arms together with us. Connections are being made. Together we will Embrace the mommies and babies. They will no longer feel alone, lost or scared. They will feel the arms of Jesus along with us as we link arms across the nations. Stretching miles upon miles beyond the shore. We are BRAVE!

Written by Salina Duffy

Misplaced Treasure

shutterstock_189760376I sat back in my reading time with an “Aha!” moment.  One line over a year of pondering and searching, and finally “Aha!!”…it all makes sense.  I had been seeking for an answer as to why I was having a particularly hard time in healing from the end of a relationship.  Being a natural researcher, I had taken time to look up various articles on what I was feeling and I found out that grief does not only come from the loss of a loved one through death, it comes from any kind of loss in your life.  The loss of a relationship, the loss of a job, a house.  I had gone through all of the appropriate levels of grief, and still found myself with rogue feelings that just would not conform, pack up and move out.

So there I was, over a year later, and finally I read something that clicked deep within me. “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matthew 6:21)

Wow.  So few words and yet so profound.  I was having such a difficult time because I had placed my treasure (my heart and my hope) in something that was just as flawed as I was.  I invested a little (ok, a lot) more of myself than I should have, so the effects of that sudden loss were a bit devastating and hard to understand.  I subconsciously put myself “on hold,” trying to figure out what had happened, and in the meantime secretly hoped that it would all just go back to how it was.  I was living on the outside, but I had put myself on the shelf on the inside.  Finding this one sentence gave me the clarity I needed to see the big picture.

In our day to day lives, we find that those things we have put our sweat, blood and tears in, those things we have worked so hard to obtain, become our “treasures” whether we realize it or not.  We invest so much of ourselves into that “thing” that when it is no longer there, we are left wondering what just happened?

“Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”  Armed with this information, I was able to see everything in a whole new light.  Although my heart was genuine, I had just placed it in the wrong hands.

Is your treasure in the right hands?

Written by Jamie Stapleton

A daughter needs her Father’s blessing

shutterstock_153959978This is a day that I will never forget. I’m actually going to claim it as a second birthday for what transpired felt like a rebirth! I was already on cloud nine being that my son Antonio was marrying his beautiful bride Amber. The venue was being held at a location that was in a city near us – the challenging part was going to be getting there on time. You see the night before as I was driving to pick up last-minute items the power steering pump went out in my car. Normally I would have gotten upset, panicked, stayed stressed out over it the rest of the night and next day. Instead I just gave it to the Lord and trusted that it would all work out. I then called my sister Rosa who I can always count on. As usual she offered to take me in the morning to run the rest of my errands. I finally got back home to help my elderly parents get ready for the big day. They both were so happy and even had colored coordinated clothes to wear. Once they were ready we got a ride from a friend who was going to the wedding too. I was able to register for our room earlier than quoted which was a blessing in itself, this way my parents had somewhere comfortable to wait until the ceremony began. I had a little more than two hours before I had to get into my “Mother of the Bride” dress. I waited for the very last moment until I had to walk downstairs. So I just stayed in the room with my parents talking to them and preparing for the blessing I was going to release during the ceremony. I helped my youngest daughter Sabrena get into her bridesmaid dress, she then came out showcasing the end result. My parents of course gushed over how beautiful she looked. Then it was finally time for me to get all dolled up:) Sabrena returned the favor by helping me get ready. After everything was tucked in and put into proper order (just being real) I was ready to unveil my dress to my parents. The dress I chose was beautiful. It was an iridescent royal blue color. Now mind you I’m used to my mom complementing me, that’s just who she is. My Dad has always been the complete opposite – he never says anything! His compliments are saved for the grandchildren and the great-grandchildren. I walked out of the changing room and my mom began telling me how beautiful I looked and complimented my dress, I smiled and thanked her. Then my Father began to speak, in my head I heard that commercial I always watched on t.v. growing up saying “When E.F. Hutton speaks everyone listens!” Then all you heard in the background were crickets. At that moment I became a cricket! I just knew that I had to absorb the words that were about to come out of his mouth. My father began saying “Oh you look so beautiful, your dress is beautiful, you look so beautiful.” Those words were music to my ears. A sweet lullaby that was being sung to me for the very first time in my life by my father. Something began to happen to me internally, my spirit was excited. I felt my chest poke out, I stood straight up, my shoulders went back, and my head no longer hung low. I waited 47 years to hear my Daddy tell me that I was his beautiful little girl. I wanted to hug him and sit in his lap all at once and say “Tell me more” but that would’ve startled him:) Instead I just said “Thank you!” He just smiled at me in return. It was time for the ceremony to start so my parents walked down with my brother, I stayed behind to gather my thoughts. As I meditated on what actually had happened I realized that I had just received my “Father’s blessing.” Here it was my son’s wedding day and I was the one given the greatest gift of my life. For years I felt like I was never wanted or loved by my father. I’d go into details but it’s just too much to explain. I know now that everything I felt growing up and even recently were lies straight from the pit of hell. My relationship has been evolving since that day with my Dad, the walls have been torn down making room for love to enter. One day in particular stands out to me I was sitting on the couch exhausted from working the night before. My dad was inviting my mom to the table to come and eat with him, she declined because the news was on. Then I heard my Dad say “Tell Diane to come and eat with me.” I went from being exhausted to getting a burst of energy. See I never felt comfortable sitting at the table and eating with my Dad. I just avoided it at all cost but not this day. We talked about a lot of different subjects, my Dad doesn’t even know how much he blessed me. Then the scripture came to me John 14:3 “If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to myself, that where I am, there you may be also” My Daddy prepared the table with the food for us, he asked me to sit with him, where he was I was with him also. God gave me back my Dad at the age of 90 and all I want to do is make him proud! I know that my time is short with him because of his age but I choose to love him and let him know how much he truly means to me every day of his life. I shared this important part of my life to encourage fathers of any age to pour into your daughters especially the young ones! They need to know that you love them and are in their corner. Show them how a real man is supposed to treat them so that they will never settle for anything less than what their Dad did for them. Thank you for reading my very first blog! I’m excited for this new chapter in my life ♥

Written by Diane Regalado

You lead, I’ll follow

shutterstock_24759604It never ceases to amaze me at how the disciples dropped everything and followed Jesus. “Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will send you out to fish people.” At once they left their nets and followed him. When he had gone a little farther, he saw James son of Zebedee and his brother John in a boat, preparing their nets. Without delay he called them, and they left their father Zebedee in the boat with the hired men and follow him.” (Mark 1: 17-20 NIV) A chance encounter with a man they had never met and they were ready to drop everything they knew in an instant and follow after him.

This inspires me so much because how many times in our daily lives do we barter, kick-back, argue or try to persuade God differently when he tells us to “follow Him.” When we come to Him to believe in Him, when we receive salvation, it seems like we will always have this zeal to follow wherever He leads. And then as time goes on and the honeymoon phase is over and now you are getting down to the nitty-gritty of the relationship with Jesus and He sees your messiness, your selfishness, your insecurities and then you feel He has His standards set really high and you don’t feel like reaching them all of the time. You don’t want to follow all of the time. This is where I am in awe of the disciples and their obedience to Jesus call on their lives.

The battle of the will. Will over emotions. The Word of God over the will. Free will to choose God’s will. The Holy Spirit empowering us to obey. Obeying leading to seeing God. Really seeing God meaning you get to really know God. Had the disciples not stepped out and followed Jesus when they did, they would have missed so many unbelievable miracles. They would have missed out on the opportunity to walk with God in the flesh!!! Oh, to be obedient and follow Jesus, no questions asked like the disciples. To be like Peter when Jesus told him to walk on water! To listen with ears not bent toward a worldly view, but that are set to pick up only the tune of the voice of God.

Today, as you set out to accomplish the things on your to do list, where might the Lord be asking you to follow Him?  What might you need to set down in order that you may go?

Written by Jamie Stapleton