Mini moment galaxy 

The world spins in slumber

Suspended like a tranquil cloud

In tepid sky 

People with closed lids

And busy minds


Meanwhile time minutes by 

Like a toddler now sipping beer 

Like a tree losing then finding buds 

Life cascades, a concoction of crescendos and valleys

Somewhere in this spanse

One man with thin wire glasses and a goatee 

Steps across sidewalk

Again and again

As dawn slips to dusk 

This quiet chaos 

Ticks on.


Dare to Believe 

White polka dots twinkle through dark cloak above. To our eyes, these lights shine tiny. In actuality, each one blazes bright and big. 

Like earthly eyeballs and far out stars, perspective counts. 

As humans, we see in part. We never know what the next hour holds, let alone the next day or year. 

Faith is the bridge between God and our limited sight.

In the unknown of life, faith transforms fear to victory. Through simple, childlike trust in Jesus, we’re free from worry and uncertainty.
I may not know it all, but I know the One who knows all–Jesus. Thankfully, He is the only One we need to know! If we have relationship with Jesus, we have life eternally.

“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me.  In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also.  And you know the way to where I am going.”  Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.  If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.”

John 14:1‭-‬7 ESV

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. For by it the people of old received their commendation. By faith we understand that the universe was created by the word of God, so that what is seen was not made out of things that are visible.

Hebrews 11:1‭-‬3 ESV

Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13:8‭-‬13 ESV

Pregnancy Diaries: God is on the throne

Finding out you’re pregnant for the first time = hitting the climax of a rollercoaster then continuing on, being catapulted into the sky. Totally unchartered territory, like clouds and thinning air. A concoction of emotions spit up: ecstasy, joy, gratitude, and the morning sickness puke emotion–oh-crap-how-do-I-be-a-mom?!

then  you remind  yourself: bajillions of parents have given birth successfully, not broken their fragile two day old, navigated toddler tantrums, even survived their teenager’s ‘tude.

…wait. there’s a PERSON inside me! WHAT?!! A person the size of a sesame seed, according to my baby bundle in tummy app thing. How do I even. How do I even begin. How do I even begin to understand this! A sesame seed…

the first few days after finding out the news were filled with high pitched  phone calls with my girlfriends, constipation, thankfulness, and a monster erupting from deep beneath my skin folds. the fear monster, inevitably accompanied by his stinky friend, anxiety.

what if i miscarry? or preterm labor? or the other 408 bad things Google tells me could happen? not to mention all the stories I read online of excruciating birth experiences. an anxiety seeped in and began to constrict my joy, suffocated my heart. not to mention my years of insecurity mounting surrounding motherhood.

God! I cried, Help! Free me from fear and anxiety! Help me trust You. Make my body a safe, healthy, peaceful place for our baby. May I be a temple of Your Holy Spirit, Lord Jesus. 

at that time, a song came on Pandora: On the Throne by Kari Jobe.

I will walk through the valley of fear
I will walk through the storm
I won’t be overcome, I won’t be overcome

For the Lord is
He is able, He is faithful
Higher than the mountains that I face
Every season, I will press on
For God alone, is on the throne

I will walk in Your promise
Walk in Your victory
I will walk in Your power
I won’t be overcome, I won’t be overcome

For the Lord is
He is able, He is faithful
Higher than the mountains that I face
Every season, I will press on
For God alone, is on the throne

yes! My soul screamed in relief. God IS on the throne! At this, fear shrunk back and anxiety fled.

each moment, life and death are set before us. each moment, a choice. each moment, I can choose. I can choose fear, worry, doubt, self-centeredness, flesh. Or I can choose to trust God, to listen to Him, to obey Him, and to know: He is on the throne!

On The Throne by Kari Jobe


Here we hear the tick tock of seconds minutes decades, restraining us. In forever, we’ll be unconstrained by time. Unfathomable! (Can I just be hugged, Jesus, for 3000 years?) While I am on the clock, I want to live like heaven is real. Nothing wasted–all in. The fullest fragrance, my life’s worship, poured out on Christ. Costly sacrifice bought me. Now I spend myself doing His will; the love of Christ controls me. How would you live differently, if you knew this life is a mist, a miniscule blip. What’s 36, 54, 73 years, in comparison with forever? Like a grain of sand  in outer space, and then some. So dive in–submerge yourself in the forever love now. To keep your life is to lose it. To lose your life for Christ is to find it. Don’t live for here. Hope in the  unseen eternal God–the only true reality!

Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick #GreatPhysician

And the Pharisees and their scribes grumbled at his disciples, saying, “Why do you eat and drink with tax collectors and sinners?” And Jesus answered them, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. I have not come to call the righteous but sinners to repentance.”
Luke 5:30‭-‬32 ESV