Missing my Grandpapa...

I miss my Grandpapa. I have so many fond memories of him from when I was a little girl. As I got older, into my twenties and thirties, I didn't see him much. In fact, when he died five years ago I hadn't seen him in over ten years. I have regrets. I wish I would have spent more time with him. He was an amazing man. I miss him dearly. All I have left is my memories and his obituary.

 

 

RANDOLPH, Roger, 75, passed unexpectedly January 19, 2009. Forty five year resident of Tampa, where he and his wife, JoAnn, raised their seven children. He was a U.S. Army Korean War Veteran, where he served as a Second Lieutenant. He was an avid sports fan & fisherman. He was devoted brother of the Pi Kappa Phi Fraternity at Florida State University where he recently received the Golden Legion Certificate. He received a BA from the University of South Florida. Retired from General Cable Corporation after nearly 30 years. Realtor for over 20 years with Prudential Tropical Realty. He was preceded in death by his son, Robb. He is survived by his loving wife of 46 years, JoAnn; sons, Peter and Craig Randolph; daughters, Angela Randolph, Laura Johnson, Julia Tiberi, Lynn Randolph-Franzen; brother, Ray Randolph; and fifteen grandchildren. The funeral service will be held 4 pm Friday, January 23, 2009 at the Blount & Curry Funeral Home-Carrollwood Chapel, 3207 W. Bearss Avenue, Tampa. The family will receive friends 2 hours prior to the service. Private internment later. In lieu of flowers, the family asks that contributions may be made to the Roger Randolph Foundation, at any Bank of America branch. The Foundation is established to promote academic and athletic excellence in youth.
To make a contribution, please send to:

Bank of America
Roger Randolph Foundation
c/o Westshore Mall
100 N. Westshore Blvd.
Tampa, Fl. 33609

 

I was scrolling through my newsfeed on Facebook and saw a post about an awesome obituary that a man wrote himself: http://twentytwowords.com/read-this-grandpas-funny-self-written-obituary-and-then-go-be-kind-to-someone-in-his-name/. The man was also a veteran of the Korean War and it made me think of my Grandpapa Roger.  I like the end of the obituary and I think my Grandpapa would have liked it too.

 

"Instead of flowers, Walt would hope that you would do an unexpected and unsolicited act of kindness for some poor unfortunate soul in his name."


I love you Grandpapa. Can't wait to see you again on the other side. <3

Bliss!

Okay so I’m going to start with a little disclaimer. This post is a little unorthodox, even for me. But this is REAL. My relationship with God and myself is ever evolving and changing. And I continue to find myself WAY OUTSIDE the religious box. Bliss!

I had a cool dream the night before last. I have felt so much peace and joy in my soul ever since.

It was kind of bizarre like dreams usually are. But the neat thing is that I actually had a dream! I can’t tell you the last time I had a dream, or remembered having a dream.

In the dream I was on an intertube, near a pier, at the river, not really sure which. I was surrounded by a bunch of people I love, people I’ve known throughout my life, but I don’t remember which ones exactly. The funny thing is I remember us all taking communion. And we used white bread and grape juice, not that fussy stuff you get in church. Lol.

Another cool thing I remember is that there was awesome music playing. Old stuff, like the stuff I grew up listening to, Simon & Garfunkle, The Band, Van Morrison. And I was happy. So happy.

Then I woke up with this song in my head...

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Let it run all over me

And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
Stoned me just like going home
And it stoned me

Wow! I just love Van. In the song he gets caught in a rain storm and just appreciates how good the rain feels. The moment!

A great reminder for me. To live in the moment. To appreciate all the little things. To stop getting caught up in the rat race, myself and my crazy head.

Things like...

Nature. Fellowship. Music.

All things that bring me peace and joy and bring me closer to God.

Bliss!

Speak LOVE.

 

I’m always grateful when I stumble on something positive that came out of something negative.

After the Miley Cyrus VMA debacle, I happened to read this great article The Dear Miley Aftermath on a blog by a 27 year old kindred spirit named Rihanna. The title of her blog is LOVE. The headline is Romans 12:11: “Never be lacking in passion.” I’m intrigued.

I go on to read that she has overcome many challenges in her life, namely an eating disorder, and that she has done it through an intimate, passionate relationship with God. She shares on her blog a list of affirmations she spoke over herself for a full year that completely transformed her life and empowered her recovery. I began speaking them over myself and will be using them from this day forward for the next year. I am ready to be transformed even more! From glory to glory Lord!

“You will decree a thing and it will be established for you and a light will shine on your ways.”  –Job 22:28

I AM…

Beautiful. Jesus is enthralled by my beauty. People see the beauty of Jesus when they look at me.

Worthy. Jesus made me worthy of love and all good things. I am worth getting to know, befriending, loving and keeping.

More Than A Conqueror. I am strong. I was put here for such a time as this, for a purpose. God is stirring a new strength in me for the world around me.

A New Creation. The old me has passed away and the Lord is making me great and powerful.

God’s Favored.  God awaited the day I was born. Every day is a new adventure. He fought long and hard for my heart and He longs for all of me.

A friend of God. God speaks to me every day and I am able to recognize His voice. I have a deep, intimate relationship with the Father.

A friend of people. People are naturally attracted to me and I am deserving of good friends.

Irreplaceable.  I am the only one who has ever had my calling. God has equipped me to accomplish my dreams, calling and destiny.

“Words satisfy the mind as much as fruit does the stomach – words kill; words give life; they’re either poison or fruit – you choose.”   –Proverbs 18:20-21

I choose life. I choose LOVE… of God, myself and others. <3

You Are Valuable

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

You are valuable. Others may not treat you as such, but that in no way diminishes the fact that you are truly and undeniably valuable.

You are valuable, and nothing that anyone else can do or say will ever take that value away. The value of your life is yours to hide from or to ignore if you choose, or to live with magnificent fulfillment.

Your thoughts and opinions are valuable. The more they are challenged, tested and refined, the more valuable they become. Your interests, passions and experiences are valuable. Even your disappointments and limitations have much positive value because of the learning and perspective they provide.

You are valuable, and it is your unique challenge in every moment to fulfill that value. Though it is much easier to pretend that you have no value, what is easiest is not what is best.

For ultimately, life is considerably more rich and more rewarding, more filled with joy and real meaning, when you live true to the value that is you. Know that you are indeed valuable, and let that value shine.

— Ralph Marston

Let the world know us by our love.

I saw this brilliant post by NewSpring Church on Facebook today and loved it so much I had to share!

Jesus made it clear in John 13:34-35 how the world would know we are His disciples.

Notice that He did NOT say:

They will know you are my disciples…

By the way you forward really stupid, ridiculous emails (or Facebook posts) to one another…and if you refuse to forward them to everyone you have in your contact list, then you don’t love me.

By the way you yell at people who don’t know me for living as if they don’t know me.

By your T-shirts and bumper stickers!

By the music you listen to!

By the political party you support.

By the denomination you belong to.

By the way you protest.

By the products and companies you boycott.

By the way you look down on those whom you perceive aren’t as good as you.

By the way you take from one another!

Nope! John 13:34-35 is clear. Jesus didn’t mix His Words. We are called to live this out.

John 13:34-35 says, “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”

Love is the key. It is the greatest command. It is the highest form of wisdom there is.

Father, I pray: Let the world know us by our love.

That's What Fathers Do

 


First of all, I must say it feels really good to be back! It has been over a month since I've written in my journal and nearly three months since I've posted to this blog.

Yesterday I came home from work early. I'd been feeling ill for a couple days so I resigned myself to come home and go straight to bed to give my body some much needed rest. I don't always take the best care of myself. Even now. I have a habit of go, go, going until I can't go anymore.

Well when I woke up this morning I felt slightly better. I got out of bed and looked out the window to see what the weather was like. Overcast and gloomy. Hmmm... I think I'll get back in bed and stay there all day.

Well after having the most amazing quiet time, I was suddenly inspired to write! As soon as the pen hit the paper, it was like healing salve for my soul. Why had I stayed away for so long!? Illness, bad weather, whatever. Whatever it takes to slow me down enough that I get alone and still with God and let Him revive me - physically, mentally and spiritually - with a pen in my hand. I am grateful.

“The root of worry and fear is an orphan spirit.”*

I've been reflecting on this a lot since my pastor said it last Sunday. Not only does it make me extremely grateful for my life transformation since returning to my Father, but it makes me think of those passages in the Bible where Jesus talks about the little children.

“...whoever humbles himself like this child...” {Matthew 18:1-4}

“Let the children come to me and do not hinder them...'” {Mark 10:13-15}

When I read these I always tear up. I picture Jesus sitting down in His robe and sandalled feet and a little child climbing into His lap.

I am that little child.

It makes me think of this line from that song by Josh Garrels, Children of the Earth:

“The older we become, we must become more like a child”

This is one of the many paradoxes I have found to be true in my own spiritual growth. When I was out there on my own and didn't want anything to do with the Father who loved me, I was alone and scared to death. I was selfish and insecure. I did not trust. I was stumbling around in darkness. I was lost.

But when I returned to my Father, He began to transform me...
“from a restless slave into a trusting child.”*

Trusting in Him has changed everything! My life is a lot simpler today but it actually has purpose and meaning for the first time. I am no longer living a selfish and lonely existence. I am secure for the first time.

Secure in my Father's love. And His will for me.

And when the old worries, doubts and fears creep in ...which they often do... I return to the beginning:  SURRENDER.  I live life one day at a time now. And I'm constantly having to turn my life and my will back over to Him, the One who loves me.

Because I am His child and He knows what's best for me. He takes care of me.

That's what fathers do. 

*Josh Lipscomb

We Belong

Dear Rightful Girl (or Boy),

You belong.

You belong on this earth, you belong in the room. You belong to humanity and you belong to everything good and true. You belong.

 

It is truly amazing how we can fool ourselves (or let other things fool us) into believing that we do not belong. We can let every experience we have ever lived through stain our certificate of belonging to be so dark that we can’t remember what it says or what it means.

You belong, and so does she. You belong and so does he. You belong, and so do we. You belong.

An easy way to shift our belief of not belonging is to step back and make room in the circle for others who do not feel as if they belong.....somehow when we remind others, and treat everyone in our life (even if they are only in our life for a few minutes) as if they absolutely belong.....it reminds us that we belong too.

So look around at those whose hands and heads are hanging down.....and bring them into the circle of belonging.....smile at them, SEE them for who they are, SEARCH fiercely to find the most beautiful and unique things in them that they have forgotten and point those things out to them.....and most of all, seek for things that are the same as you, and draw those things deeply into your heart and never forget them.

It’s kind of a little magic trick. When you treat her, and him, as if they belong..........somehow you will forget that you got tricked into believing that you don’t belong. You remember what you already knew.

We all belong.....
and we are all so very very very loved.
 

Thank you to the amazing BRAVE GIRLS CLUB for this awesome guest post.

Stay in the Light.
Love,
Jo 

The Still, Small Voice

Many voices ask for our attention. 

There is a voice that says, "Prove that you are a good person." 

Another voice says, "You'd better be ashamed of yourself." 

There also is a voice that says, "Nobody really cares about you,"

and one that says, "Be sure to become successful, popular, and powerful." 

But underneath all these often very noisy voices is a still, small voice that says, "You are my Beloved, my favor rests on you." 

That's the voice we need most of all to hear. 

To hear that voice, however, requires special effort;
it requires solitude, silence, and a strong determination to listen. 

That's what prayer is.  It is listening to the voice that calls us "my Beloved." 

{Henri Nouwen}

Head Full Of Doubt/Road Full Of Promise

 

"There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it

There was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream 'til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out"

I've been stuck in bed sick with a horrible flu for the past four days which succeeded in putting me in this really dark place mentally.  There is something about being sick and isolated that gets me in this funky head space where I start doubting, and then the doubt gives birth to worry and then the worry gives birth to fear. I know I am being tested right now and I'm ashamed to say that my faith and resolve are not as strong as I thought they were.

Today I finally woke up with a tiny bit of physical strength, but still faltering mentally and spiritually.  But I am determined to get out of this funk! The first thing I did was spend some much needed time with my Lord. I'm so grateful I can go to Him when I am weak and He gives me the love, strength, and guidance that I need.  When I confessed all my doubts, His wisdom came to me.  I still don't know what the outcome will be, but I do know exactly what I am supposed to do.  It will require me to humble myself.  It will require me to ask for help.  It will require me to wait on the Lord.  It will require me to pray this prayer in faith: "Father, not my will, but Yours, be done." And it will require me to believe these words: "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11













Head Full Of Doubt/Road Full Of Promise | The Avett Brothers

There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I'm frightened by those that don't see it

When nothing is owed or deserved or expected
And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected
If you're loved by someone, you're never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it

There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out

There's a darkness upon you that's flooded in light
And in the fine print they tell you what's wrong and what's right
And it flies by day and it flies by night
And I'm frightened by those that don't see it

There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out

There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out

There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
And I'm frightened by those that don't see it

Speechless

"After all of this, what have I said?
What can anyone say when speaking of God?"

O God, You are the greatest and the best,

The strongest, the most merciful and just,

Absolutely concealed and absolutely present,

Beautiful, mysterious,

Never changing, but changing everything,

Never new, yet never old,

Always in action, yet always at rest,

Attracting all things to Yourself but needing none,

Preserving and fulfilling and sheltering,

Conceiving and nourishing and ripening,

Continually seeking but lacking nothing,

You love without the confusion of emotion,

You are jealous, but without fear,

You owe us nothing, and yet You give to us

as though You were indebted to us.

You forgive what is due You

and yet lose nothing Yourself.

After all this, what have I said?

What can anyone say when speaking of God?

{Augustine of Hippo}


This was my devotion today. It moved me so much I had to share!

Speechless,
Jo

"This is what the LORD says:
'Heaven is my throne,
and the earth is my footstool.
Where is this house you will build for me?
Where will my resting place be?'"
{Isaiah 66:1}


Excerpt from His Parables: The Most Moving Words Ever Written About The Parables of Jesus,
© 2005 by Integrity Publishers. All rights reserved.

Year In Review

As I was sitting in silent reflection this morning, I began writing in my journal. I must admit that the holidays are always a little difficult for me, and this year was no exception. I had a couple of rough patches, but with a lot of prayer and support from the amazing people in my life, I was able to push through and evade the darkness that sometimes tries to creep back in. Once I got my emotions out on paper, I felt the need to begin documenting all of the amazing things that have happened in my life this past year. Counting my blessings is always so cathartic for me. 

As I began to write, I began to feel such joy! I quickly filled up three pages. The list continues to grow as I look back over old pictures and journal entries and blog posts and reminisce on the memories I’ve made this year. I am indeed blessed! 

Here are some of the highlights of my past year:

LIFE. I am so grateful to be alive today. When I was dead spiritually, and lost in myself, I merely existed. Today I am truly alive, eternally alive, and so grateful to be finally living my life! I am so excited at the possibilities of my new life and God’s plan for me, I want to soak up everything and cherish every moment, person, experience and memory to the fullest!

HEALTH. Considering how I abused my body for so long, I am in perfect health! I am so grateful to God for His amazing protection and healing!

RECOVERY. In August I celebrated two years clean and sober.   I owe it all to God.  He has done for me what I could not do for myself! I am truly recovering and trudging the road to happy destiny!

PEOPLE. God has brought so many people into my life in the past year that have loved me, inspired me and challenged me to grow spiritually: Mrs. Patti and Mrs. Kaye from my old church; my counselor Darlene; my old roommate Jen; my supervisor and mentor DeAnna; my sponsor and mentor Margaret; the amazing fellowship of AA and the people in my home group, Courage at Noon; my friend and roommate Rachael; my fellow AmeriCorps members; my friend and office mates George and Katy; my old friend and intern Katie; Rafi and the talented artists at the Palafox Market; and of course, all of my friends and family back in Louisiana and across the country that continue to love me, support me and inspire me from afar.

SPIRITUAL GROWTH. By devoting much time to prayer, meditation and study, I have grown leaps and bounds spiritually. I was talking to my roommate this morning about looking back at old journal entries and being amazed at the growth I had experienced in just a few short months. Through the study of scripture and other spiritual writings and by applying the spiritual principles of AA, my mind is being renewed and my spirit is growing and thriving!

SERVICE. The more I grow spiritually, the more I desire to be a servant. Through my work with AmeriCorps and my service in recovery, church and community, I seek to grow more like Christ every day and to live by the words He spoke to the disciples in Mark 10:45.

CHURCH. I found my new church family at Liberty North after they began a series entitled SERVOLUTION, the mission of former pastor, Dino Rizzo, of Healing Place Church in Baton Rouge. His mission and vision are identical to the one God has given to me and I believe the entire Body of Christ.

BEAUTY. God has given me this new set of eyes. Before I never even noticed all of the beauty that is around me. Now I am truly enamored with it! I just can’t get enough of people, music, art, nature. I love watching the sun set, the leaves on the trees, the petals on the flowers, the birds singing, the squirrels playing, the waves crashing on the beach, the amazing gifts and talents in the people I meet, good books, good conversation, laughter, all of the amazing things that I seemed to overlook when I was merely existing. I’m so grateful to finally be able to see and appreciate all of the beauty around me.

FAITH. The only thing I can say about faith is that having it is so much better than not having it. My faith is what has enabled me to make it to this point. It means I trust in God and not myself. I truly believe that He works all things together for my good. I am finally able to conquer my fears and do things I once thought impossible! I am finally able to recognize and seize opportunities when they come my way!

FAVORITE LITTLE THINGS. Now I appreciate the little things. It is the sum of these favorite little things that come together to give me a rich, satisfying life. My beach cruiser bicycle, my new apartment, the comfy bed that Rachael gave me, my black hoodie, getting to see John Mark McMillan play, watching the Blue Angels, going to the beach, having coffee with the artists at Palafox Market, sunset dinners at Jaco’s, the fountain at Long Hollow Park, my sister’s amazing artwork, lunch with Rachael after church, coffee at The Leisure Club, going to the movies, reading a good book, discovering new music, watching Game of Thrones...these are just a few of my favorite little things.

Looking back, I am completely overwhelmed with gratitude for what God has done in my life this past year.

Looking ahead, I am filled with wonder and expectation for what the future holds.

Happy New Year! I pray your 2013 is filled with amazing things!

Forever My Friend

I adore this sappy song by one of my favorite artists. The lyrics make me swoon.  I guess I'll always be a hopeless romantic. :)

Ray Lamontagne | Forever My Friend

Who am I to tell her
Who am I to play God?
Who am I to think I can go it alone
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down

We've been through some changes
Always seem to hold on
Lately it feel like you can't take anymore
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down

Forever my friend
Forever my love
Forever the woman that I'm thinking of
I just think if we keep our hearts together
I just think if we build on this trust that we have for one another
Baby we can make this last a lifetime

Who am I to tell her
Who am I to play God?
I don't know just what's for real anymore
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down
Something tells me girl this is bringing you down

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
Maybe it's the last thing you want to hear me say
I just think if we keep our hearts together
I just think if we build on this trust that we have for one another
Maybe we can make this last a lifetime

Forever my friend
Forever my love
Forever the woman
That I'm thinking of
I just think if we keep our hearts together
I just think if we build on this trust that we have for one another
Maybe we can make this last a lifetime

 

Will you let Me?

This morning I went to meet with God.

In the quiet place, in the stillness of my spirit, He asked me...



"Are you willing to scrap all of your elaborate plans? Lofty expectations? Wildest dreams?"

"Burn them?"

"Put them on the altar and burn them?"

"Remember I told you that I would give you your heart's desires?"

Take delight in the Lord and He will give you your heart's desires. {Ps. 37:4}

"Remember I told you that I wanted to give you something infinitely better and beyond anything that your beautiful but finite mind could conceive?"

No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him. {1 Cor. 2:9}

"I know what you want."

"Better yet, I know what you need."

"Better still, I know the deepest longings and desires of your heart."

"And I am the only One who can satisfy those longings and desires."

The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it. {1 Th. 5:24}

"The question is: 'Will you let Me?'"

 

Lord, I Believe! {Help My Unbelief!}

“Believe ye that I am able to do this?” (Matt. 9:28)

God deals with impossibilities.  It is never too late for Him to do so, when the impossible is brought to Him, in full faith, by the one in whose life and circumstances the impossible must be accomplished if God is to be glorified.  If in our own life there have been rebellion, unbelief, sin, and disaster, it is never too late for God to deal triumphantly with these tragic facts if brought to Him in full surrender and trust.  It has often been said, and with truth, that Christianity is the only religion that can deal with man’s past.  God can “restore the years that the locust hath eaten” (Joel 2:25); and He will do this when we put the whole situation and ourselves unreservedly and believingly into His hands.  Not because of what we are but because of what He is.  God forgives and heals and restores.  He is “the God of all grace.”  Let us praise Him and trust Him. —Sunday School Times

 

Thank you to BIENELISA, for another beautiful guest post!

 

 

It's Not The Critic Who Counts!

Been receiving some healthy and not-so-healthy criticism lately, and the Spirit brought to mind this wonderful quote by Teddy Roosevelt that someone gave me when I first started my recovery...

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat." 
(Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910)

When I googled this quote, I found some additional quotes from him related to this famous, later quote. Brilliant man ol' Teddy was!!!!

"...the man who really counts in the world is the doer, not the mere critic - the man who actually does the work, even if roughly and imperfectly, not the man who only talks or writes about how it ought to be done." (1891)

"Criticism is necessary and useful; it is often indispensable; but it can never take the place of action, or be even a poor substitute for it. The function of the mere critic is of very subordinate usefulness. It is the doer of deeds who actually counts in the battle for life, and not the man who looks on and says how the fight ought to be fought, without himself sharing the stress and the danger." (1894)

 

Too Glorious To Forsake

 

 

 "A woman who fears the Lord will not run away from God to satisfy her longings and relieve her anxieties. She will wait for the Lord. She will hope in God. She will stay close to the heart of God and trust in His promises. The prospect of departing into the way of sin will be too fearful to pursue; and the benefits of abiding in the shadow of the Almighty too glorious to forsake." 

— John Piper

~  ~  ~  ~

 

I didn’t like the woman I was when I didn’t seek after the Lord’s heart and sought the desires of my own. And you know you’re a child of God when He chastens you. I’m very thankful for His discipline that installs the fear of the Lord, mercy, and unconditional love. And His grace enables women to recover from setbacks and be used for His purpose. His Word portrays such women for proof. The benefits of abiding in the shadow of the Almighty are too glorious to forsake.

Way too glorious to forsake. 

— BIENELISA

 ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The Water and The Blood

I love Sojourn's rendition of the old Isaac Watts hymn, The Water and The Blood. 

You can check it out here:
http://sojournmusic.bandcamp.com/album/the-water-and-the-blood


Lord we confess our many faults

And how great our guilt has been

Foolish and vain were all of our thoughts

No good could come from within


But by the mercy of our God

All of our hopes began

And by the water and the blood

Our souls are washed from sin

Our souls are washed


It’s not by the works of righteousness

Which our own hands have done

But we are saved by our Father’s grace

Abounding through His Son


But by the mercy of our God

All of our hopes began

And by the water and the blood

Our souls are washed from sin

Our souls are washed


Oh we are saved by our Father’s grace

Abounding through His Son

Abounding through His Son


But by the mercy of our God

All of our hopes began

And by the water and the blood

Our souls are washed

Our souls are washed

Our souls are washed from sin

You can purchase the album directly from the link above or from itunes or the music store of your preference. If you are broke, like me, you can get it on Spotify. :)

I promise you you will not be dissappointed! It has blessed me and strengthened my faith so much.

Peace, Love & Blessings!
~Jo

Dilemma? I think not!

After an amazing encounter with God this morning, I encountered a religious person.
Like immediately after.

Don't you just hate how the devil always comes along to try to undermine the divine work of God?

Needless to say, I left church offended today.

At first I cried about it, then I felt some righteous indignation, then after dialoguing with God about it and receiving some encouragement from compassionate, Jesus-loving people like myself, I was okay.

Three things God kept bringing to mind:

"Man looks at the outward appearance, but I look at the heart."

"Focus on me. I love you and I will never hurt you."

"Forgive them, for they know not what they do."

Then later on in the evening, I had this funny thought:

Worldly people think I'm religious and religious people think I'm worldly.

Thank God I don't let what people think about me define me anymore.
Glad I already know who I really am.

Who I am IN CHRIST, that is!


Peace, Love & Blessings Y'all!
><> Jo (Loving my new identity!)

Just Pray

I woke up this morning and checked my inbox and found the most lovely new jewel of a song. It was written and recorded in honor of the shooting victims in Aurora, Colorado, but it is relevant for anyone, anywhere, anytime.

It's called Just Pray.

Can someone please pass the tissues?

Just Pray by Moriah Peters & Rhett Walker

I woke up to the news
Half awake and half confused
How easily could I have been the one

All the questions in my head
Weigh me down back into bed
But what’s said is said, what is done is done

Woh…
Though I can’t find the right words to say
Woh…

I’ll just pray
I’ll just pray
Though this world is dark
And my heart is hard
And the answers seem so far away

I’ll pray
I’ll still pray
When I’m weak alone
On my knees I’m strong
And I know you’re listening
So I’ll just pray

I know it’s hard to do
And I know there’s hurt in you
But now’s the time to cast your doubts aside

And just pray
And just pray
Though this world is dark
And my heart is hard
And the answers seem so far away

I’ll pray
I’ll just pray
When I’m weak alone
On my knees I’m strong
And I know you’re listening
So I’ll just pray

Woh…oooh
Woh…oooh

So I’ll just pray
So I’ll just pray
Though this world is dark
And my heart is hard
And the answers seem so far away
I’ll just pray
I’ll just pray

When I’m weak alone
On my knees I’m strong
And I know you’re listening
So I’ll just pray

You can download the song for free here: Just Pray.

Moriah Peters and Rhett Walker playing "Just Pray" with
Scott and Kelli from K-Love in Denver, CO on July 20th, 2012; the day after
the tragic shooting at a movie theater in Aurora, CO

The Road Not Taken

When I was younger, I loved to read poetry. Recently I have rediscovered my love of poetry and even have written some myself, though I rarely share my own. This is one of my old favorites by Robert Frost. Someone gave me a copy of it when I started on my road to recovery. So now it's even more special to me. :)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.