once again the Lord has been delighting and refreshing my heart by inviting and bringing me to several gardens this past week. the Lord spoke so deeply and intricately about the garden during my time at IHOP and to now actually be standing in the midst of several i am filled with the utmost peace, inspiration, and longing. He in His perfect leadership has led me to His gardens to remind me of the work He has done and is doing in my heart. 


i love what a friend shared last week that as we bear fruit we can be encouraged that not only does it nourish us and the ones around us but the fruit in itself encompasses a wide variety of beauty because it comes from a flower. we bear light and beauty refreshing souls around us. 


yesterday when i was peering around a good friend's back yard i was so encouraged to hear the story of the vision of her backyard and how it has come to be. as her husband and son joined in this summer they viewed it as work but as she started showing them what she was envisioning their passion was stirred and their whole perspective changed from having to do this project to getting to do this project. no longer was it an arduous task but a beautiful blooming opportunity. they were able to contribute in some way and partner together to complete the planting.


so with these reminders of holding beauty, Holy Spirit nourishing me, being poured out to nourish others, and how we get to partner with God in this grand scheme of life sparks up eagerness in my heart and a longing to pursue and achieve. 


to be His fragrance.
His love smells so sweet and His mercy smells of rejuvenation.
may i bear His scent.




  hungering Freedom.

"Stars call me closer
The earth is dragging me down
I want to be more than hungry
I want to live somewhere other than this old gray town

I want to fly away far beyond my cage
Where I hear freedom singing
You are telling me again there’s no door to keep me in
I hear freedom singing~"

//to be a child in a blue dress. an open door in the background. i get to taste FREEDOM. the King of glory has beckoned me to the door, has invited me, and i am no longer content with a wooden box. oh to be in His garden singing freedom.


i want this revelation every day. to know i am not restricted in a cage or a box by pressure i place upon myself, what i limit myself to. there is no door to keep me in. the light attracts me and i am overcome with an urgency. my days are His and i am His bird flying over the mountain tops singing freedom. may i long and love to be in His presence. i need to reclaim and ask the Lord to redeem what i have allowed to slip out of my fingers and seep out of my heart. i cannot stifle myself in a cabin so preoccupied with tasks i miss His beauty. my yearns to be soaking and soaring in His beauty all day.//

why do you love Jesus?
i was posed this question about a week ago and thought it quite brilliant to dwell on and ask myself frequently.
why do I love Jesus...
He never ceases to amaze me with His beauty.
His kindness pours over into my cup and i realize how i am to love and see others as He does.
He brings me freedom.
He is my refuge... He is a hiding place where peace, my sense of worth, His sincerity, and His gentleness reign.
after reading my Bible i walk away feeling alive and refreshed by what only the Holy Spirit can do.
He tells me i am beautiful and i believe it.
He has given me my origin, my purpose, and my destiny.
He is my all in all.
He gathers my tears in bottles.
He is my Father. i get to be a part of His family.