Your Word Does Not Return Void

Isaiah 46:10 TPT “I declare from the beginning how it will end and foretell from the start what has not yet happened. I decree that my purpose will stand, and I will fulfill my every plan.”

Isaiah 55:11 TPT “So also will be the word that I speak; it does not return to me unfulfilled. My word performs my purpose and fulfills the mission I sent it out to accomplish.”

Hebrews 10:23 TPT “So now we must cling tightly to the hope that lives within us, knowing that God always keeps His promises.”

Lord, You are I AM. You are the Ancient of Days. You know the end from the beginning. It was, and is, and will be as You have spoken it, for Your Word will not return to You void. You call into existence what You want to come to pass. You tell us to do the same thing – we are to speak it out.

Lord, You agree with me as I declare: I am fully persuaded by Your Word. I fully believe You. I do not talk fear, doubt, or unbelief. Instead, I speak love, faith, and trust. I rebuke my negative confessions. In Jesus’ Name I break of the power of those words and rebuke all that they have empowered. I choose to speak Your words, Your positive, faith-filled words.

Lord, speak to me so clearly that I will have no doubt that You are leading me in Your ways. Draw me ever closer so that I may hear Your voice with clarity in Your Word. Lord, I believe Your promises and I cling tightly to them. They will come to pass, for You always keep Your promises.

Lord, I seek You. I trust You. I am obedient to You – Lord, help me in my lack of faith and obedience. I can neither dream nor imagine the good plans you have for me. Help me to rest in the knowledge that You have good thoughts and plans for me, my family, my city and my nation.

Lord, this day I choose to yield to You. You have good plans for me, good thoughts of me, and good ways that will lead me, protect me, and bring Your dreams for me to fruition.

Inspired by His Word, “Lion Bites” prophetic word, and my journal

My Reflection in the Window

I recently reread “Supernatural Ways of Royalty by Kris Vallotton with Bill Johnson. This book has been a word of reassurance and great encouragement, and it has given me more security in my place as His daughter. God is passionate for me and my involvement in His Kingdom. Inasmuch as I want to serve the Lord, however, I have to learn what that looks like from my place in the palace of our King.

There is an Assessment at the end of the book. According to it, I am about halfway to the palace. In truth, I believe I live in the palace, but I’ve gotten lost in the neighboring fields and am finding my way back. I am doing this step by step with the God of Restoration. I have been living in the Kairos time of God since October, when I chose to blow up the tombstones commemorating my pain, loss, and disappointment. He has ordered my steps from the graveyard to His palace by way of Bethel’s Prophetic conference, a sozo, an Inner Healing and Deliverance conference, and Bethel School of Technology’s coding school. Yes, coding school! God knew how much this school would heal the broken places in me; He is redeeming my regrets through coding.

I am thankful that when I was so broken and could not raise my head, Jesus was with me. No condemnation, no impatience. He simply stood with me and poured out His love and compassion. But right now, in this moment, I understand that I am still in the wrong place! I have been resting in the knowledge of His love, grace, and mercy – and this is not wrong. However, I am His daughter, and my place is in His Presence at His table. Reading Supernatural Ways of Royalty right now has unearthed the deep, hidden lie that I still believe – I am an imposter in His throne room. Because I am not perfect, I am unworthy. I am believing the lie that I have to be perfect before people or else I am a fake. God is not calling me to be perfect before Him, so why do I still face a fear of man and his judgment – if I do not do all things in godly, perfect ways then I am not good enough. God alone is my Judge, the Ancient of Days. He sees me and covers me. He protects, stands watch over, keeps His eyes on me, and keeps me in His care… His favor is mine.

In my pauper mentality, I was prepared to give up myself completely, to let go of my identity, hopes and dreams to placate others who had already forsaken me, in hopes that there might be reconciliation. I believed the lies that I was not enough and everything I once loved about myself was somehow bad. In all my spiritual growth I did not see that my eyes were on a man with God standing in the distance behind him.

God is not the author of my losses, but He is absolutely giving me opportunities to see Him and to see ME. I see, but I am again being satisfied from a distance. I’m on the patio of the great palace, but I still have not opened those doors and reentered my place at His table. I see myself looking at my reflection in the windows those doors. I am strong, beautiful, intelligent, and passionate.

It is time to throw open those doors and step into my place as His Daughter. I am fierce, and there is much God and I will do together.

Grace in the Midst

Jeremiah 11: 11 – 14 NASB  For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you,’ declares the Lord, ‘and I will restore your fortunes and will gather you from all the nations and from all the places where I have driven you,’ declares the Lord, ‘and I will bring you back to the place from where I sent you into exile.’

How often we hear verse 11 and are encouraged by it. God drew me attention past this verse to the next verses to encourage me, affirm me, and remind me that I am firmly in His hands. His promises from these verses resound within my spirit…

“You are seeking Me, and you have found Me. Keep seeking! Seek with all your heart, for there is where you will find Me – in your heart. I will bring you back from your captivity – from your prison cell of dread and despair, loss and shattered heart. I will bring you back to the place from which you were taken – back to the place of hope, joy, peace, acceptance, connection, identity, and purpose.  There you will find your new mantle.”

The Blood of Jesus

Lord God, I put my faith in the Blood of Jesus. My trust and confidence is in You and in His Blood. You are my Source. Your Blood is my anchor in our covenant.

Lord God, I cannot possibly keep up with all the times I choose differently than you would have me choose or with my inability to live, love, and respond as You would have me. I am in constant need of mercy and forgiveness. I am in constant need of You.

Lord God, my faith is in You and in the Blood of Jesus. Thank You, Lord, that Your Blood ever flows and cleanses me of every sin, every offense, and every iniquity. Lord, I humbly ask that Your Blood cleanse me, even when I don’t realize that I am in need. Thank You that I am freed not only from the guilt of sin, but also from the punishment for sin. Thank You that Your Blood opens the doors to grace, mercy, and Your heart.

Lord God, I treasure my faith in Your promises. Thank You for the gift of faith. I treasure the trust You are building in me. I trust Your ways; I choose Your ways, Lord. I walk in Your ways; I walk in the light as You are in the light because of Jesus’ Blood.

Wisdom from Above

Lord, sanctify my mind! Just as your angels put a clean turban on Joshua’s head, thereby cleansing and clothing his mind, cleanse and clothe my mind. Sanctify my mind that I may have the mind of Christ. Give me faith to look at problems from Your perspective. Give me eyes to see each trial as an opportunity to experience Your faithfulness and provision.

Lord, I ask for wisdom, for Your wisdom is pure and sincere, full of peace and mercy. I stand on Your promise to generously give wisdom to all who ask, and I will rejoice in what You reveal to me. I receive your wisdom and direction.

Lord, it is Your good pleasure to allow me to reach deep into Your wisdom to solve problems. In my weakness You reveal wisdom and give me strength. I am blessed with joy as I face new challenges, for as I lean into You, You give me knowledge and understanding. Thank You, Lord.


Zech 3:3-5 NASB  Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments and standing before the angel. He spoke and said to those who were standing before him, saying, “Remove the filthy garments from him.” Again he said to him, “See, I have taken your iniquity away from you and will clothe you with festal robes.” Then I said, “Let them put a clean turban on his head.” So they put a clean turban on his head and clothed him with garments, while the angel of the Lord was standing by.

1 Cor 2:16 NASB 16 For who has known the mind of the Lord, that he will instruct Him? But we have the mind of Christ.

James 1:5 TPT  And if anyone longs to be wise, ask God for wisdom and he will give it! He won’t see your lack of wisdom as an opportunity to scold you over your failures but he will overwhelm your failures with his generous grace.

Saying No to Destiny Destroyers

Recently, the Lord reminded of an evening in the 3nd year of ministry school, when my ex-husband and I simultaneously received a vision of ministering as a family – with our sons. This was part of our destiny that God had planned for us. We shared the initial steps into this destiny through our first trip to India. Sadly, my ex walked away from His plans for us when he walked out on me.

In that moment, all my hopes and dreams were destroyed. My “happily ever after” was destroyed. I was crushed in spirit. Then, on a beautiful December morning during church service, God reminded me of the time He told me that I would have no one before Him. In that moment I was convicted of idolatry. I had put my ex before Him; I had put our marriage before my marriage to Him. I was willing to sacrifice me and my dreams and destiny to placate and keep my ex. God was clear: none of that was His best for me.

Then I heard the Pastor caution us not to be married to the past and thus miss the promise for today. Bam! In that moment, I renounced my poor choices and rebuked destiny destroyers. I severed and disconnected from them; I severed all agreements and communications, and I renounced and rebuked all word curses spoken over me by myself and by others. I asked for and I am thankful for forgiveness for partnering with any and all of that muck. Thank You, Jesus, for your Blood which cleanses me and speaks on my behalf.

I declare and decree that I have ears to hear what the One True Jesus of Nazareth speaks, for I know His voice and I obey Him. I have eyes to see Him, feet to follow Him, hands to do what He is doing, and a heart that loves as He loves. I declare and decree that I walk in His will, for He is my Rock and my Salvation. I am the head and not the tail, the lender and not the borrower. I am a voice of strength and encouragement, for I speak what I hear my Father speaking. Thank You, Father, for reminding me of these words that You have spoken over me.

I now remember who I am and Whose I am. I will accept nothing less than what God has prepared for me. I walk in covenant with the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. LORD, I am Your Daughter and Your Warrior, and I walk in the destiny You prepared for me from before the creation of the world. I walk in victory. My faith, my love, and my covenant are true and rest securely in my covenant with You, the One True God. Thank You, Lord, for calling these truths to remembrance.

embroidered kintsugi

As I journaled my prayers today, I was reminded of kintsugi, the Japanese art of fixing broken pottery with lacquer dusted with powdered gold. The brokenness is made beautiful. I then discovered the following, which brought gold to my prayers.

Embroidered kintsugi

I found this photo of broken pieces made beautiful by English embroidery artist Charlotte Bailey. Rather than fill the broken places with gold lacquer, she covered them with cloth and stitched them together with gold thread.

Lord, I declare the promises of Genesis 50:19-20 over myself this day and every day. Lord, You know every right and wrong decision. You see every seed sown and You know its harvest. Lord, I give it all to You. Release Your gold in to the broken places. Use it for Your glory. I declare that You reweave every situation and use it to bless many.

Lord, I give you the tattered fabric of my life. I ask You to reweave it into a beautiful tapestry that radiates Your glory.



Fiorini, Donna. “The Answer For Life.” 2011.


Forgiving Myself

I choose to forgive myself and release myself from every expectation I had in myself to be a better wife and mother, to have known better, and to have done better.

I have never intended to cause harm in any way. I have unintentionally hurt myself and others out of my brokenness, just as others have hurt me unintentionally out of their brokenness. I may have acted out of pain, rage, anger, fear… I may be reaping the curses from the harvest of seed sown by my generations. Perhaps I am perishing for lack of knowledge. I declare that the revelatory light of God will illuminate my understanding of my situations and I will not be misled by my distorted lenses.

I repent for taking the enemy’s bait. I repent for holding offense and unforgiveness towards myself, towards others, and even towards God. Lord, I am sorry. I release myself. I release others. I release them from every expectation I had in them. I release them from my belief in them and I bless them by placing them in your hands, Jesus.

I give all debts or perceived obligations to you, Jesus. I pray this in Jesus’ Name. Amen

Tiny feathers, tiny tears

Most mornings I fill all the bird feeders and clean out the bird bath. I walk around our home looking for feathers. Almost every day I find an especially beautiful one; almost always it is a blue jay feather. They are so pretty and I am always thrilled to find one.
So this morning as I bent over to pick up a feather I spotted a very small feather. It was maybe a half inch long. It was black and its very tip was blue. I was so excited. I thank the birds every morning for their gift of feathers, but today I realized it was Papa God whom I should thank for this gift. He was up to something!
I retrieved a small jar and began my earnest search for these tiny feathers. You don’t notice them until you realize they are there and you search for them.
As I am picking up a tiny one I hear Papa say, “These are like the tears I collect. I capture every tear that falls. Every tear. Large or small. Every tear. I hear every cry and I hold every tear. Not one tear falls that I do not see.”
I’m learning… so I immediately asked, “Who needs to hear this right now, Papa?” I sensed a few beautiful friends, but I also sensed this was for someone else, and I will continue to release the revelation of His intimacy and intentionality over the ones who need to hear this today. He hears your cries and He holds your every tear.
And then suddenly these little feathers start flowing to me. There is no breeze this morning, not to mention that I have never seen any feathers carried by a breeze, let alone these tiny feathers that fall between the blades of grass. I sensed it was another gift. Papa loves to give good gifts.
I shared this whole encounter with my girl Heather. She sensed that the little feathers blown to me were like the tears that flow to Papa. All tears flow to Papa God. That’s a good word.

Nota bene: According to the Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918, it is illegal to collect these feathers, so I am just showing them here before I return them to my yard.

Careless in the Care of God


Today we celebrate the house finch. God sees each of us and He loves each of us, no matter what. He cares for every bird; how much more He cares for us.
Psalm 50:11 “I know every bird of the mountains, And everything that moves in the field is Mine.
Matthew 6:26 “Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?”
The Message adds that the birds are “careless in the care of God,” and we “count far more to him than birds.”