It’s that time of year where life seems to be put on steroids, and we get
caught up doing versus being.

Thanks for joining us for Faith-Filled Friday with Debra Dolce and Trench
Classes United. Today’s Love Letter is a great reminder of where and how
we can find that quality quiet place.

~Love Letter~

My warrior, I offer a resting place for you in My luxurious love. My directions take you to
an oasis of peace near the quiet brook of bliss.

Meditate on this wonderful promise. Close your eyes and be swept away by My love.

Remember, the Apostle Paul said that he was caught up to the third heaven–whether in
his body or out he could not tell. He was meditating on My love, My goodness.
​
No matter what situation you find yourself in, you can always spend time meditating on
Me, on My love, on My peace and let it guide you to that quiet brook of bliss. I desire all
My children to learn how to live out of this place, defeating the chaos that tries to rob
you of all that I offer to you.

It's exciting for you to know I'm as close as your breath. Breathe Me in until you feel
your whole being relaxed. That feeling of relaxing is Me taking the struggle that you've
been carrying for so long. As you meditate on Me, the troubles and trials are put in their
right perspective, and you are infused with my strength and my peace. Beloved, I
desire you to be filled with My love and be fully equipped for life. 
​
~DebraDolce

​Thursdays Trench Truth

Have you ever been around someone who has a complaint about
everything and everyone? I have; and in fact, someone very near and dear
to me has been this way for a couple of years now and I struggle to be
around them.

But then I was reminded of this powerful truth: If one has low self-esteem,
they struggle to see the hope in all things!

So instead of being irritated, I’d like to be invigorated to pray that they
would find their value in God that they would know their value to God.
​
Truthfully,
Kim-Evinda

​Twas the night before Thanksgiving all through the house
Every creature was stirring, including the mouse
Everyone was working on all of the fixings
The noise and smells were coming from the kitchen

The children were busy with their tablets and toys
Captured in their games, they made not a noise
While the adults laughed and worked all collectively
What a beautiful sight it was for any heart to see

When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter
Mom ran to the kitchen to see what was the matter
She looked to the left and she looked to the right
She couldn’t believe what was in plain sight

There was broken glass from a favorite platter
And at first glance, she knew it didn’t matter
Everyone was frozen, waiting for her reaction
But she didn’t give the devil that satisfaction

The counters were a mess, preparations everywhere
It looked as though a tornado had just gone thru there
The turkey had flown from the platter to the floor
The poor thing looked like it just couldn’t take no more

The stove was a disaster waiting to happen
full of pots and pans, handles overlapping
The old mom would have immediately gotten on her broom
And painted the atmosphere with a bit of doom and gloom

But the new and improved mom was no longer that way
For she had learned the true meaning of Thanksgiving Day

She stared at each of them and the mess they surrounded
Knowing her response would leave them astounded

Now sons, now daughters, in-laws and friends like family
Is this ever a sight for the eyes of my heart to see?
More than the chaos, the mess on the floor
The memories we’re making are worth so much more

So grab a rag, and a dishtowel too
Here’s one for each and every one of you
Let’s work together in cleaning up this mess
It will only take a few minutes or less

Pick up the turkey, and we’ll wash him off
We’ll stuff him but good and put him in the trough
We’ll baste him all over, and get him ready to eat
No one will ever know we stepped on his feet

And when the morrow comes and we gather for the meal
We’ll be able to discern what matters and what’s real
Faith, family, friends, love and laughter
Help to bring us all the happily ever after

I looked to each of them with tears in my eyes
And said something I had just realized
Oh, why can’t it be Thanksgiving every day?
Loving each other in a Christ-like way
​
Patience, self-control, love and joy too
Are there for the asking for each of you
We don’t have to wait for a holiday to see
That Christ’s greatest gift is that of family

Thankful,
Kim-Evinda

Life is sure happening all around us, right?! There are so many who are
struggling for various reasons. Whether it be financial struggles, health
issues, losses of loved ones, we struggle to understand, Why is God
allowing this?

Yes, it’s true that all things go through His hand, but -- this is a big but -- He
still holds us in His hand and is working it out for our good and His glory.
Can I encourage you to take that leap of faith, rest in His hand and let Him
do His work that you too may exclaim with praise, I may not be perfect,
life’s not perfect but He’s got me in His hand and He’s perfecting me in the
process.
​
Truthfully,
Kim-Evinda

Are you in or have you been in a situation that you didn’t see coming, or that you just
can’t understand?

Thanks for joining us for Monday’s Message with Abigail Rice and Trench Classes
United. Today’s message is a great reminder of comfort for those times where we just
don’t get it and don’t want to. The enemy is walking around like a roaring lion, seeking
whom he may trick or deceive but hold fast to the One who has the victory!

Eyes watering
Heart throbbing
Hands as numb
As the person I’ve become

Because it’s easier to say he won
With his lying tongue
Than it is to get back up
and fight for the millionth time

This night
This day
This morning
I pray

That when you feel like you can no longer take this
That you just can’t break this
Remember you were created for this

Soldier
Daughter
Mother
With a heart full of love
and a laugh like no other

Your soul is on fire
For it’s one true desire

But the flesh
It bites back
With every enemy attack

How to unpack?
Or even fathom
Or begin
To feel like you have the upper hand?

When no one is around that seems to understand
How can you swallow that pill
Not knowing who you are
Or how to even feel?

The confusion is real
The delusion to heal
But when His Word is your meal
You lick the crumbs off the plate
Hoping that this
Is not just a momentary bliss
and He reminds you of this

“Nations will come to your light
and kings to the brightness of your dawn” - (Isaiah 60:3)
Darling, you must go on
The cold winds may bite your face
But this is not your fate

To feel so small
Like you can’t go on
Darling you must remove the object of your lust
Your desire to know
and always be in control
Is taking a toll
As you get hit
Blow after blow
Remember and know
I called you to this
I will pull you out of this thick
Let go of your grip
and remember before all
you were made for this…
​
Abigail

Have you ever been disillusioned in your faith journey?

Thanks for joining us for Faith-Filled Friday with Debra Dolce and Trench Classes
United. Today’s love letter is a great follow-up to Wednesday’s and Thursday’s blog. It’s
a great reminder that in a fallen world, we can still rise above it all.

~Love Letter~
My child, when life gets extremely difficult, with many tests, don't be bewildered as
though something strange were overwhelming you. Instead, continue to rejoice, for you,
in a measure, have shared in the sufferings of Me, the Anointed One so that you can
share in the revelation of My glory and celebrate with even greater gladness!
​
Because you live in a fallen world, many tests and trials do and will come your way but I
am still the God of all. You can find rest and comfort in Me. When the world struggles
and is hurting, you can find strength and be empowered to continue with Me.

Remember, I am the truth, the life and the way! How could you need anything but me?
Scripture says that your present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that
will be revealed in you. Isn't it great to have My promises to hold on to?
Believe them all. Beloved. Stretch your faith; I am returning!

DebraDolce

​How often do we look at God in times of pain/sorrow thru the lens of
pain/sorrow? What if we were to look at Him, to Him through the lens of His
truth, His Word? In other words, instead of me looking to Him, at Him
through the eyes of my still recent betrayal, seeing Him through the eyes of
His truth which says that He hurts when I hurt; that He will not be mocked,
that He will never leave me or betray me!

Can I encourage you friend to try this exercise? It’s guaranteed to change
your perception and take you to higher ground!

​Truthfully,
Kim-Evinda

She had come back to the table to feast on His Word, eager to continue from where she
had left off.

It’s that time of year where we will gather with family and friends to share a
Thanksgiving feast. Today’s blog is a great reminder of cultivating thankfulness in the
heart and life daily so we too can be counted as bless-ed.

She was ready to dive into the Beatitudes found in Matthew 5, but she didn’t get far.
When she read a Biblical definition for the word bless-ed, (emphasis on the two
syllables, versus blessed). Her heart was pierced with hope and conviction at the same
time. Bless-ed: “The experience of hope and joy independent of outward
circumstances.”

“How does one get there,” she wondered aloud. She felt a stirring to continue reading,
knowing that He would provide the answer if she brought a willing heart to the table.

Matthew 5:3: “Bless-ed are the poor in spirit…” she stopped. She knew from feeding her
faith for all these years that He wasn’t talking about anything monetarily. She began to
write what He was speaking to her with so few words:

This has more meaning to me now; I used to think it had to do with the poor, the not-so
lucky, but now I see so much more. It’s being willing to give when others would take; to
love when others turn to hate. To not repay evil for evil. To stay in the process of
healing is to be poor in spirit, trusting that He will right what’s been done wrong. This is
the way to become part of the kingdom of heaven.

She sat there, thankful for the relief from her ongoing anger and confusion from events
in her life over the last three+ years. Feasting at His table is where she would find her
rest and her growth all at the same time.

Friend, can I encourage you in this upcoming busy season to feast at His table daily that
you would be able to accomplish much without being stressed because you are bless-
ed, and experience hope and joy independent of outward experiences. 

Love,
Kim-Evinda

In my SOAR, (season of adultery recovery), I am learning just how
progressively sexual our culture is. Yes, today’s truth is about sex!

Being single at any age is no easy feat, especially in an ever-growing
progressively sexual culture. When I ask men (names anonymous) what
they think the Bible says about sex, I’ve heard some astounding opinions
and thoughts, from, well the Bible is outdated to, well, yeah, it says to save
yourself for marriage, but you’ve already been married, so…”

God, in His Sovereignty, confirmed thru a message within days of hearing
these thoughts His why for creating sex and the how/why of sex:

• 1. For physical comfort: outside of the covenant of marriage it brings physical diseases
• 2. For emotional intimacy and security: outside the covenant of marriage, it brings emotional insecurity.
• 3. For Spiritual union: outside of the covenant of marriage it brings spiritual confusion. His Word says it; I believe it, and if I believe it, I have to live it!

Can I encourage you friend to not treat the Bible as irrelevant in such a
relevant subject of your life as sex?

Thoughtfully,
Kim-Evinda

Have you ever watched a battlefield scene in a movie and found yourself
rooting for a certain character, or a certain group of characters?

Thanks so much for joining us for Monday’s Message with Abigail Rice and
Trench Classes United. Today’s poetic message I can just hear in a sort of
rap song, reminds us that the mind is a battlefield but…When we look up
and remember Who can lead us to victory, we can make our
escape…safely.

Messy heart
Messy home

Where is my abode?
Where is my love?
My light that once shone?

I no longer know
and I pray

and I seek
Trying to believe
In that girl I used to be

But no longer is she

Dead and gone
Sayonara
So long

For this isn’t a fairy song
But a battle that rages on
Tired

For so long
So tired
So wrong

Buried deep
In the day to day
Forgetting the reason
I even pray

Giving up
Giving in

To pockets of bliss
Momentary sin
As I tear down this temple of His
No longer a place the Holy Spirit desires to live

At least that’s what i tell myself
As my mind races and spins

From confusion
To doubt
To anger and shouts
What is this even for or about?
I give up

I give in
Down on my knees
Praying again
For something other than this cup I’ve been given

and I look up at the full moon in the sky
Shining bright no matter the hour of the night
and wonder why?

Phasing through every season
and cycle of life
It still shines

Because it’s gift
Is light

Not power or might
But simply to shine

Reminding us all
That our God is the God that holds time

Nothing on this earth
Of value or of worth
Has ever been mine
But given to me
By the One True Vine

For He is all power
All glory
All might
Loving me still through
This dark cloud covered nights

“And I thought how [gloriously and honorably] I would set you among My children and give you a
pleasant land, a goodly heritage, the most beautiful and best [inheritance] among all the nations! And I
thought you would call Me My Father and would not turn away from Me…A voice is heard on the bare
heights, the weeping and pleading of the sons of Israel, because they have perverted their ways, they
have [eagerly] forgotten the Lord their God. Return, O faithless sons, [says the Lord, and] I will heal your
faithlessness. [And they answer] Behold, we come to You, for You are the Lord our God.” - Jeremiah
3:19,21-22