From the Abundance

The past two years have been an amazing journey for me to say the least.  I quit my job, went to grad school, became a minister, moved into my own place, started my own business, became a nationally published writer, graduated and got my Masters degree, became a licensed Social Worker, entered a relationship, became a pastor, helped plant a church, and sooo many other things.  God gets all the glory because if you had asked me about any of it, the only things I'd probably say maybe to are writing, and the business... It all started in prayer.  I asked God what it was that He wanted me to do, how He wanted me to do it, and simply trusted Him to handle the details.  Was it easy?  not always... has it been worth it?? Absolutely!!  Have I lost some things/people along the way??  you better believe it!  But for everything/one I lost God has added so much more... Throughout this process I had so many questions and so many concerns but God always sai...

but perception is everything.  I say that to say this... often times the very things we think we have are the complete opposite of what we actually have.  For example, you may have a great job offer...they pay is great, the hours are good, ya get good benefits..but you only get paid once a month, the deductible on the insurance is outrageous, the benefits have vacation time, but no sick time...  So yes you perceive that you possess something wonderful but it's not so great after all.  The same applies to anything in life and especially the spiritual aspects.  If you don't have perception when it comes to your spiritual life you may find yourself in a load of trouble.  Perception is defined as : The ability to see, hear, or become aware of something through the senses. The state of being or process of becoming aware of something in such a way. So in the spirit, perception can be likened to discernment.  In order to have discern...

It's easy to get caught up playing the superhero and coming to everyone else's rescue only to realize that you're the damsel in distress tied to the train tracks.  I don't know about you but I'm definitely guilty when it comes to this.  As lives, positions, titles and responsibilities change so do uniforms, roles and expectations... and if you're not careful you may find yourself where I was just a few days ago. Sitting in my bathroom crying uncontrollably tearing through rolls of toilet paper to blow my nose just so I could breathe... because the weight of everything I was carrying had gotten to be too much.  The levees broke, the dam failed, and the floodgates came crashing open.  I had gotten to the point where I could not carry one more burden, hold in another word that I wanted to scream at someone, fight back another tear, suppress my own needs for the needs of others or continue on the path I was on.  I broke down... and I couldn't even form t...