breaking the hush

The longer I’m in here, the more growth I see in me and the more I understand. But, there’s a point where I would ask God, “Did it really have to happen this way? Couldn’t I have learned these things in a church? What about a bible study? Prison, really? Isn’t that a little extreme? And what about that person? Did I really need to happen this way? Couldn’t I have learned these things in a church? What about a bible study? Prison, really? Isn’t ...

It’s hard to believe that it was only two months ago that I was sitting in this same bunk, weeping, writing a blog full of hopelessness, and despair. A lot of times, when we mention miracles, what comes to mind is people leaping from wheel chairs or deaf ears and blind eyes being opened. Maybe even finding a check in the mail for the exact amount of the bills for the month. We tend to focus on our physical circumstances and say, “God, heal my legs, I want to walk...

“So Peter got out of the boat and started walking on the water to Jesus. But when he noticed the strong wind, he was afraid and started to sink down in the water.” Matthew 14:29-30 (Good News Translation)

Have you ever been to the point where, like Peter, you trusted God so much that you too were able to step out of the boat? To walk on water? Have you ever trusted Him that much? I mean trust with your LIFE?! Your FUTURE?!

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“You cannot be a slave of two masters; you will hate one and love the other; You will be loyal to one and despise the other.
--Matthew 6:24a

Are you trying to serve two masters? Webster defines a master as “one in control.” What controls your life? Is it your thoughts, behaviors, emotions? Maybe money, relationships, pride, food, sports? You see, it may not be as obvious as something like drugs, alcohol, or pornography, but i...

     In a previous blog titled, “Don’t forget the Lyrics,” I made a reference to Paul and Silas in prison, singing, bruised, beaten, and shackled.  I also made reference that I wasn’t beaten, bruised, or shackled, but still expected my miracle, even though no cinder blocks have fallen.  This weekend I was watching the news, and saw that there was an earthquake smack dab in the middle of Texas! Not JUST in Texas,...

There’s someone special in my life that I want to give honor to today! This person is the dictionary definition of “friend.” In fact, I have told her several times that there is no one as good of friend to her, as she is to them. Sure, you may have to wait on her a few minutes here and there, she may forget an appointment, or even lose your spare house key in her purse, car, bedroom, etc.  But, when it comes to someone to lean on when you can’t stan...

I was reading the other day in Romans and something stuck out to me – Chapter 5 verse 20b says, “Where sin increased, God’s grace increased much more.” There is never so much sin that there is not enough of God’s grace to cover it. In fact, I feel those of us that have lived in sin, and were slaves to it for so long, understand it that much more when we become free by God’s grace and mercy. Not that you don’t understand, if you were born and raised in...

Last night at lights out, I laid my head down on my makeshift pillow, closed my eyes, and then heard a roll of thunder before falling asleep! I’m assuming that it stormed, because it was extremely hard to get up today and it smells like rain!  With all of Texas burning the past few months, it has to be a tremendous relief to those in Bastrop, Possum Kingdom, and several other regions across the state. I’m assuming, that even the people in those areas, that would normally be f...

My spirit has been full of songs lately! From old hyms to the newest comtemporary! This is odd because, if anyone knows me, they know I can’t remember lyrics to save my life – but I try – or I make them up! How can I be singing? Well, I guess it’s like Paul and Silas, who praised God with shackled limbs and beaten and bruised backs. Fortunately, I’m not beaten and bruised (physically atleast) and I’m able to move freely behind these four walls. There hasn&#...

Don’t feel sorry for me, or pity me. I see what He’s doing. I’m getting it…like Paul, “I reckon my own life to be worth nothing…” Don’t pity me, because even thought my body may be in prison, my Spirit has never been more free. In fact, it is I who feel sorry for you. That most of you reading this don’t know what true freedom is. You continue to walk the streets, but your spirit is held captive. I wrote a song a few years ago that means mo...