faith – A Woman Standing

Where Are The Parents?

A friend of mine, Sarah, a mental health therapist, told me the tragic story of a former client of hers committing suicide last night. The young girl was 14 years old. Sarah is an incredible counselor who has been called to specifically work with middle school aged children. She has seen firsthand the demonic oppression and spiritual attacks bombarding our youth, resulting in an uptick in mental health issues like we have never seen.

Sarah told me there is not a SINGLE child in her caseload who does not struggle with suicidal ideation or gender identity issues. Sarah described the “suicide packs” that many children are in, this young girl being one of them. These packs are filled with children who are obsessed with death. They enjoy talking about death, fantasizing about the “afterlife”, watch shows that promote death and take a blood oath that if one person in the pack commits suicide, they all must commit suicide. Unfortunately, and shockingly, these packs are far more popular and commonplace than any of us would want to admit.

Enmity Between Thee

Yesterday, I read a story, which had an accompanying video, of a young female volleyball player who was seriously injured by a male transgender competitor during a volleyball match. The girl suffered, “severe head and neck injuries, resulting in long-term concussion symptoms, including vision problems.” This story hit home seeing as volleyball was a major part of my life for over a decade.

Volleyball, like sports for many people, was everything to me at one point in time. I lived, breathed, dreamed the sport, resulting in a full-ride Division I college scholarship. Post-college, I coached for a Division III University while achieving my master’s degree. To say volleyball was a big part of my life would be an understatement. The sport was a major aspect of my very identity for years.

I once wrote a post about not giving the devil one inch in your life, because when we give the enemy an inch he is never satisfied, he wants more, and more, and more until he controls every aspect of our lives. I believe this is exactly what we are seeing in regards to the devil consistently, and successfully, attacking women.

Truth

It’s been over a year since I wrote anything. So much has happened since the last time I sat down to write in this blog, both in the world and in my own life.

Since my last post, I moved cross country for a job, got engaged, planned a wedding, moved back to DC, got married, started my own company, moved cross country (again), bought a house, and am just beginning to settle down a bit.

Sometimes, life seems to be passing at a pace I can hardly keep up with. My relationship with the Lord has often been put on the backburner throughout the past year. It seems there is just so much, too much, going on for me to know what to say to God when I sit down with Him in the morning.

My primary frustration and what has been increasingly bothering me is the spiritual attack on Truth.

About To Arise

No devil can stop us

No enemy can stand in our way

No weapon can penetrate the armor God has placed upon us

We have been called forth for such a time as this

This day and this season belong to us, belongs to the Remnant

Though the devil may have had a win during the night, our victory is arising with sun

It’s The Law

I’ve been looking for a solid church to go to for nearly a year which is why I was overwhelmed with joy when I learned a Pastor I respect out of Africa has a sister church not far from me. I called their office to ask a question I ask every church I visit since COVID-19 impacted our world.

“Do you all require masks?” I asked the person on the other line.

“Do we require masks? Of course, it’s the law.” Was the response I received.

My heart sank.

I could have said a million things, but the one statement I wish I had responded with was, “whose law are you following?”

Get Thee Up

It’s been several weeks since I’ve written anything, but this morning I felt inspired to finally pull out my laptop and write what God has placed on my heart.

While praying for the Remnant I saw a camp with soldiers resting throughout. Some were sitting up, others were laying down, but it was clear everyone within the camp was recovering from an exhausting battle.

I then saw a Captain begin to walk throughout the camp and tell the soldiers that the time of recuperation was about to end and they were going to be sent back into the fight, for the battle was still raging not far away.

I then thought of Joshua. Right in the beginning of the book God tells Joshua,

“My servant Moses is dead; now, therefore, arise.” -Joshua 1:2

God Is Good

Lately, hearing the Lord’s voice and seeing His plan has become every increasingly more difficult. There is a heavy blanket of weariness and sadness upon the Remnant, myself included. We have prayed, we have fasted, we have fought, we have stood, we are still standing, yet it seems our actions bore no fruit, as if the enemy won and the Lord’s children will disappear silently into the night.

While going to God with these feelings and concerns a single thought pierced through the chaos which has lately become my mind: God is good.

We, as Christians, all know these words and repeat them with little thought of the power within them. But, when we are in the middle of the fire, walking through the waters, bombarded by the wind and the waves, surrounded by darkness and can’t see the light, we have to ask ourselves if we truly believe in the sincerity of those three simple words, if we, individually, honestly believe God Is Good.

Remnant Rising

Yesterday was one of the craziest days of my life…actually, it was THE craziest day of my life.

While standing amongst several million conservative patriots downtown Washington, D.C., I realized that regardless of what happens on January 20, 2021, there is a Remnant who will continue to stand.

There is a Remnant that bows their knees to God alone and never to man.

There is a Remnant that believes babies deserve the right to life.

There is a Remnant that will not concede to the communist and socialist agenda.

There is a Remnant that refuses to accept the normalization of the LGBTQ ideology.

There is a Remnant that stands for the freedom God gave us when He blessed us with this beautiful country we are so fortunate to call home.

But God: Re-post

This morning, while praying for the impossible to become possible, the words, “but God” came to mind.

Not two minutes ago, a friend text a prayer group and ended her message with, “but God!”

I vaguely remembered writing a post not long ago, of course, named But God.

After reading it, I felt encouraged and hopeful that although the waters are rising, the waves crashing, the lightning striking and the thunder rolling, and although the impossible seems to only be becoming more impossible, I have one clear thought piercing through the darkness…BUT GOD.

Take Heed

This morning, while reading Mark 4, two verses stuck out as pertinent to the times and season the Remnant is in right now.

“Take heed what ye hear.” -Mark 4:24
“Why are ye so fearful? How is it ye have no faith?” -Mark 4:40

We are in a season unlike any other. The voice of God and the voice of man have never been so divided.

Media states a fact, the Remnant a different fact.

The masses believe one thing, the Remnant another.

Some pastors claim submission, others shout for persistence.

So, when I read “take heed what ye hear” my heart was struck.

Patience

My mind scrambles to focus on one prayer. There are just so many things to be interceding for it has become difficult to focus on just one thing. But, this morning while praying and attempting to hear what it was the Lord wanted me to pray over, a word came to mind: PATIENCE

This morning, I am praying for patience to rest upon God’s children.

I see us, standing behind Moses as he stands in the water, his staff before him. The fire is behind us, the enemy so close we can feel them pressing in. Many have ran to the right and to the left because they fear the waters won’t part. They believe their best chance of survival is to run, to find someplace to hide and to allow the enemy to overtake the masses because they think there is no way to victory.

But, the Remnant waits, desperately looking out over the waters which aren’t yet moving. We know there is no turning back, there is no running away. Regardless of the fact we don’t see it, we don’t hear it, we don’t feel it, we have to believe the waters will separate.

The Upper Room

I believe we are in a collection process. What do I mean by this? I mean the Remnant is beginning to leave the building and is entering into the room.

I have never had so many people sending me verses, videos, prophetic words and prayer calls as I have in the past week. This election process has forced the Body to leave the church building and take “church” into their homes, offices, prayer closets, etc.

When I think of where the Remnant is now, I see the Upper Room written about in beginning of Acts. God needed the Remnant of old to separate themselves from the masses and wait in a secluded place for His presence to descend. We don’t know how long they waited but I would assume that within the waiting process they had to encourage one another, had to lift one another up and tell each other that it would be just a little while longer before they received what they were waiting for.

We are gathering into an “upper room” right now.

God Has Landed: Re-post

I wrote “God Has Landed” over two years ago, but I do not think this was a Word for 2018.

Instead, I believe this was written as a declaration for what was to come, for what we are witnessing right now.

I, unknowingly, wrote these words years prior to their time. They were seeds planted in 2018, but now they are full grown fruit ready to be plucked.

The below post, although written years ago, is for the Remnant right now, in this unprecedented moment in history. For, I see the Lord like a Lion, all four paws upon the United States. He looks into the eyes of the enemy without fear, without hesitation, then releases a roar so loud the mountains quiver, the earth trembles and the enemy shakes.

He has come, for the cries of His people have reached His ears.

Find encouragement knowing our Lord has heard us. He has felt our desperation, He has left the heavenlies and has come to our nation to decree and declare that HE alone shall be praised, He alone shall be worshiped and He alone shall be exalted.

God has landed.

I Hear The Sound: Re-post

Two years ago to the day I wrote the below post. It is just as inspiring and encouraging today as it was when it was originally written.

I hope it helps you today. Know the rain is coming.

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The world shouts to the skies when it becomes desperate for rain. The world waits, never knowing when the waters will come, but knowing they must come.

The winds dance, the trees sway, the flowers bloom, the birds sing, the tides rise, all in reverence to their Maker, in obedience to His word.

If all of the world bows to His word, so will I.

If everything around me believes the sun will shine, the moon will rise, the rain will fall, then so shall I.

If You Give The Devil An Inch

There is a children’s book called “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie”. In it, it says, “if you give a mouse a cookie, he’s going to want a glass of milk”. The story goes on and on with the mouse wanting more and more until finally he has taken over the entire house. My whole life my mom has compared that little mouse to the devil, and it wasn’t until recently that I fully see what she means.

If you give the devil an inch in your life, he’s going to ask for two. If you give him two, he’s going to come after four. If you give him four, he’s going to demand a foot. On and on he will go until the devil finally has what he wants; your entire life.

This does not only apply to our personal lives, but also to our families, communities, societies and countries. We, as a society, have given the mouse a cookie, a glass of milk, a blanket, a room, a floor and now he is coming after the entire house.