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Writing unto HIM, Jackson, GA (2026)

12/14/2025

My mom has had the same pre lit Christmas tree for years now.

The first year she bought it, all of the lights worked.

For the first few years even, all of the lights would shine.

But with each passing year, it seems as if another section of the tree’s lights have gone out.

Today in kids church, I was teaching on Christmas lights and how Jesus is the light of the world- John 8:12.

I started telling the kids how even though we are in Christ and we have our light plugged in to the source of Jesus, darkness can still creep into areas of our lives.

And then the Holy Spirit spoke to me about my mom’s tree.

It’s like our life with Jesus. The first few seasons, all of the lights are shining. but then over time, one section burns out and leaves a dark space.

If we aren’t careful, overtime, and left untreated, the darkness will spread and all of the lights will burn out.

And you know the crazy thing about Christmas lights? One bad bulb causes the whole strand of lights to go out. The darkness comes with just one bulb, but it covers an entire section.

The beautiful thing is that my mom didnt throw out the whole tree. She put a new strand of lights on the section that had burned out. She covered the darkness with lights that shine.

And that’s what Jesus does for us. He covers our dark places with his light and in him there is no darkness.

We are human. We burn out. But in Him we are made new again.

Let the Lord cover you this Christmas. Let him renew you and light up your life. You are worth keeping here and Jesus can make us new.

12/13/2025

No one told me about the Decembers.

About the first Ga game of the season with one less fan.

The first deer my brother killed and he wasn’t there waiting to help clean it.

When I drive his truck.

When the absence of the house phone ringing is a reminder of the absence of him.

Those moments after work that you don’t share with anyone- and while walking past his bedroom you just run your hand down the dresser, lay your head on the pillow, or stick your face in the closet to make sure it still smells like him.

I knew his birthday was coming.

I knew I would feel orphaned on Fathers Day, but I wasnt prepared. For this.

For December.

For the realization that the last year that I had him is ending, and the year that I am entering, he will not be in.

11/27/2025

The chair is empty,
but the throne is occupied.

Your voice is absent,
but the angelic choir is singing.

The light here has dimmed,
but the light there surrounds you, warmer and brighter than anything we’ve ever seen.

We worship and give thanks down here,
while you’re praising at His feet, finally seeing the face we’ve only learned to trust by faith.

I long for you in ways words can’t hold,
but you lack for nothing now.

One day, we will all become the empty chair.
But what matters, what truly lasts, is how we live while our seat is still warm.

Because when our turn comes, I pray we too will rise from our chair
and find ourselves standing in the presence of the One who fills every empty place.

11/21/2025

Leave your kids more than your stuff.

One day they will be sorting through everything you left behind, and my prayer is that it will be more than the name plate that sat on your desk, some old records, and a few tools.

You would think that going through my daddy’s things would break my heart.
But the truth is, he is not in these boxes at all.
What he left me is something I carry every single day.

I carry his legacy.
The one that shows up to church every time the doors are open.
The one that prays for people before they ever ask.
The one that loves a GA Bulldogs football game with his whole heart.
The one that stands up for their children no matter what.
The one that never turns away someone in need.
The one that still believes in southern hospitality.
The one that knows what really matters in life.
The one that savors a good cup of coffee and a warm fire on a cold day.
The one that came from nothing but somehow managed to give everything.
The one that finds joy and laughter in the simplest moments.
The small town one.
The family first one.

He left me more than old boxes full of stuff.
He left me a way of living, a way of loving, a way of walking through this world.

And I am so proud of what he placed in me.

You can spend your whole life collecting things and packing them away until your attic can barely hold another box. One day your kids will open it all and say, “This was Daddy’s” and the story stops there.

Or you can choose to pour into them now.
You can choose to live every day as if Jesus stood right beside you.
You can choose to give them something no one can throw away.

A legacy that outlives you.

A legacy they can carry long after the boxes are gone.

09/05/2025

Josephs own brothers plotted to kill him.

It was the brother, Ruben who went against the grain and convinced his brothers to spare Josephs life and throw him in a pit instead.

God sent sent some people along the path and Judah suggested they sell Joseph to the traders for 20 pieces of silver.

Then they faked his death.
Broke their father's heart.

All because Joseph was favored.

Joseph ended up being sold to Potipar, by the traders, who was a an officer of Pharoah.

Joseph was tempted by the Pharoahs wife and Joseph responded in the spirit and denied the married woman's advances. The wife of the Pharaoh told her husband that Joseph had made advances towards her and that landed Joseph in prison.

In prison 2 men had dreams that Joseph interpreted. Joseph told one of them that once he was reinstated to his position with the Pharoah to remember him in prison. Joseph was quickly forgotten about.

And still in prison.

Pharoah started having dreams himself and he needed Joseph to interpret the dreams.

And this is how Joseph became second in command to the pharoah.

If Joseph had of never been in the pit, sold to traders, sold to Potiphar, thrown into prison, he would have never ended up with the king.

Joseph; pit, to prison, to palace
bad, to worse, to the top.

God had a plan for Joseph.
And yes, Gods plan was the pit, prison, and the palace.

God was setting him up.
And the Lord does the same for us.

We are going to get thrown it pits, and even metaphorical prisons, because that's life. Trials and tribulations.

But if we endure and press through there is a palace with a seat for us at the right hand of the king.

I don't know what pit you're in, or what prison you're facing, but let's keep looking towards the palace.

God had a plan ❤️

06/14/2025

I got my membership this year.

Some people have been members for a long time, some of us just joined.

To be in this club, is not chosen.

Some of us joined unexpectedly and without warning, some knew the membership was soon to come.

It's the daughters who lost their father's club. It's the fatherless on Father's day association. The grieving daughters society.

I wasn't supposed to join.
I should have been denied access.
This membership is for a lifetime, but it will expire.

One day I will lose my access "privileges" to this horrid union when I gain my membership in Heaven.

No longer will I be the grieving daughter.
The fatherless on Father's day.

If you're in this club with me, welcome- but not really.

It's one of the worst places to be. Here. In this club.

But together we unite in the loss
of our Fathers and from one member of this club to another, I am praying for you daughter.

I pray tomorrow is somehow transformed from grief to the goodness you had with your dad.
From sorrow to the special man he was. From hurt to hope that you will see him again. From crying tears to cherishing the years he got to be your daddy.

I'm so sorry if you're in this club with me, If you know what this feels like. I can't tell you what the days ahead will be like, but that's why our membership dates aren't all the same.

The daughters who have been members longer have a beautiful opportunity to support us newbies. And one day we will become the long term members and do the same.

Tomorrow we will all tell
someone "Happy Father's Day", but all of us will not be happy.

In Christ, death loses its sting so as the burn lessens I pray the happiness returns for each of us.

We will get through it daughters, together 🩷

03/08/2025

I am my daughters children's pastor.

While I was cleaning her room today, I grabbed this paper up from her toy box and went to discard it.

Something stopped me and I read it:

"God can I go to Heaven? I love you and thank you. I ask you to come in my heart. Thank you Lord for all you do. Thank you, I mean it. I even know how to say a scripture. I love you so so much."

And I thought, Lord thank you for letting me pastor my daughter.

And the Holy Spirit spoke to me in this moment LOUD and CLEAR!!!!!

EVERY parent has a calling to pastor their children.

YOU, are called to pastor.
You should be guiding and leading your children spiritually.

I recently saw a post about about the shortage of children's pastors in America. I now wonder if that's because there are few that are willing to miss the Sunday morning service to pour into our kids or if it's because we as parents have failed to realize that we are called to preach the gospel to o our children.

You can raise your children in church. But are you raising them to BE the church?

10/05/2024

What is the purpose of training?

Training is for preparing.

Potty training a child is to prepare them for using the potty.

The Bible says TRAIN a child up in the way they should go and when they are old they will not depart from it.

What is the training preparing them for?

Battle.

The enemy, satan, wants to destroy your child's life. He wants your children to run from Jesus and live a life full of darkness and misery. See the enemy is training too. For battle.

Children don't train themselves.
They have to have a trainer.

You can train your child- like the word of God says, or you can go through life believing that your behaviors arent molding theirs. Do not be surprised though when the fruit you receive looks a lot like the tree that it came from.

Training isn't easy.
It's actually easier to not train.
Until you get to the battle.

In the midst of chaotic children, on a Friday night, were mamas training.

In the back of the church, a training session was held.

What are you training your kids for?

Will your baby know how to call upon the name of the Lord? Will they be able to overcome life's challenges? Will they fulfill the calling God has placed on their lives? Will they have peace in their minds? Will they feel loved and show love to others? Will they have joy? Be a good steward of money? respect their elders? What will they do when tragedy hits? Heartbreak?

Because the training for those things is right now!

When I look at these children it grieves my soul to think that they will have battles. In life though, trails and tribulations are inevitable. They will face hardships. But they will be trained up in the word of the Lord and equipped in Jesus name to overcome.

Your kids are being trained.
By you...
Or the influences of the world.
or satan himself.
But believe me, someone is training them.

What you do with your time as a mother or parent now, determines what they are prepared for in the future.

Would you send your kid into a battle without a weapon?

Would you expect them to fight without teaching them how?

Can your babies count on you to be their trainer?

09/06/2024

As a teacher, I guess it's my turn to shed some light on the recent tragedy that struck Georgia.

I can say all of the things everyone has already said.

I feel those same heart-wrenching feelings. 💔

I don't like to focus on the negative.

I refuse to spend my time in my classroom in a constant state of fear.

Going forward, I am going to love my students deeper.

I am going to make it a point to have conversations with my students about their favorite colors and the sports they play.

I am going to look for the kids who are alone on the playground and set out to discover why.

I am going to keep checking in on their well being and making sure their needs are met to the best of my abilities.

I am going to continue to show up everyday with a smile and let every single kid know that I am in their corner.

Could I have prevented this tragedy?
Could anyone?

I don't know.

But how many tragedies have teachers prevented that we don't know about?

How many times has an unloved child suddenly felt cared about?

We have so much power as teachers and rather than letting this dilute us, teachers, I encourage you to let it allow you to stand in the gaps for our kids.

We our difference makers.
We make differences!
Our energy and attitude can create shifts in the atmosphere.

This child had a teacher.
Teachers.

I pray that they did everything possible to make him feel loved and cared about while they had him.

We only get 180 days to make a difference. And I am going to push myself further to make a difference for these kids. I never want to be left questioning if I did enough for any student that crosses my path.

Teachers, Apalachee is going to be ok. How do I know this? Because they're teachers.

So many teachers will put a smile on their faces on Monday morning to make returning to school the best experience possible in the worst circumstances.

Because they're teachers. The kids ALWAYS come first.

I'm praying for Apalachee.

Teaching is becoming a brotherhood.

Aspinwall, Irimie, out of service.
Gone but not forgotten.
Your brothers and sisters will take it from here.

09/04/2024

Sis got in the car tonight and said "I got worship money"

When I went to correct her, to tell her that it is called offering, the Holy Spirit stopped me.

That's exactly what it is.

It's worship money.

Money that you are going to use to worship the Lord.

I can't explain my finances to you because sometimes the "math ain't mathing".

But since I worship God with my money instead of worshipping the money God, my cup never runs dry.

Worship money.

The best way to describe giving money to Jesus.

08/13/2024

When I reach my arms out to my daddy, he lifts me up, holds me, and carries me.

When my Daddy can't carry me anymore, I will know the one who lifts me up on wings like eagles.

Because Daddy pointed me to Abba Father.

08/05/2024

Have you ever been in a situation that hurt so much and naturally it drew you closer to the Lord?

You were relying on him for hope, strength, and comfort.

I am going through one of the most painful and heart wrenching times I have ever faced and as I as I stood in church this morning, during praise and worship, I said, "God, you feel so far away. I feel like I should feel you more now than ever, and I can't find your presence."

I haven't been able to write.

I sing about Gods goodness and the enemy is in my ear - "Is he good? Is he faithful? All this time you have watched your daddy praise the Lord and look at him now".

I cried out to Jesus this morning.

And I said, as I sang, "God I really do need your goodness to run after me. I really need you to chase me down right now, fight til i'm found, leave the 99. I know I don't deserve it and I know I can't earn it God, but I really need you to find me because I'm having a hard time finding you right now".

I taught my kids in kids church this morning and I told them how they have to know who they are in Christ because one day when they're going theough a hard time they will have to stand on what they KNOW to be true and not what they FEEL.

I FEEL broken.
I KNOW I am whole.

I FEEL tested.
I KNOW God is faithful.

I got a text tonight that said my daddy, who is suffering with a terminal illness, went to church today.

Wednesday will be one entire month since he came home from the hospital
on "hospice".

31 beautifully, blissful days that I have gotten to spend with my daddy in his RIGHT mind. He feels more like my daddy now than he has in months.

AND that is how Jesus chased me down. That is how he fought for me. That is how he left the 99. That is how the devil was defeated and it's how I can still sing or the GOODNESS of God.

ALL my life he has been faithful.

Even now.

Even in this time that has been so difficult, and unfair, and uncertain.

Thank you Lord for finding me today.

Through this season of my life, will you keep chasing me? Will you keep fighting for me? I know I can't do this without you. Flood me with your presence.

Jesus, seated at the right hand of our Father, will you pray for me?

Will you pray for my hurting heart and the days to come?

Will you ask God to keep showing up for me?

I'll praise when I feel it.
I'll praise when I don't.

🎵 When I'm at my end, You're just getting started
When I hit a wall, You just walk through
When I face a mountain,
You are the Maker
So it's gotta move
When I'm out of faith and You are still faithful
When I'm at my worst and You are still good
In all of my questions, You are the answer
It all points to You
'Cause You're the God of the breakthrough
When I'm breaking down
You'll be working a way through
When there's no way out
This one thing I know,
You're still on Your throne
So whatever I'm feeling
I've still got a reason to praise 🎶

Writing unto HIM

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