The roar of the waves
The white crystal sand
The warmth of Your touch
Your slow, steady hand

You lead me
You guide me
To this place where no one can find me
Becoming this person I’ve always been trying to be

Sweet, serenity
Pure bliss 
Tranquility

The sea waves, they roll away
As the fog, it dissipates
And I sit & I pray
For this beautiful moment to forever stay

Never-ending peacefulness
A heart filled with a love that can only be His
We perpetually seek out moments like this
When all we have to do is look within 
Yet we are still building sand castles to fulfill our mortal wish
and when the tide rolls in it’s gone, amiss

Breathe in the salty air
Feel the sun rays beam in your hair
Search no longer, sweet daughter
This happiness you seek, is found in your one true Father
He brought into this world
Not to feel such remorse
But to be as strong as the boulders
Breaking the ocean’s tidal waves as they roll her
Giving you strength each day
His love will always pave the way 
Abigail

Thanks for joining us for Monday’s Message with Abi…breathe in these truths and exhale His peace
Creator:
I have chosen you, handpicked and created you
From the depths of the universe, you were formed by a single whisper of My voice
Do you hear Me?
That whisper in the wind, that’s Me calling you in
Calling you back when you begin to feel you have nowhere left to go
I am right here helping you stay afloat
Through the depths of the ocean, you, my child, are never alone.
 
Creation:
All surrounding; Your love is abounding
Even as I drift further into the waves of this world
You are still there reaching with Your hands that formed me
With Your love that is all for me
And as I lay here barely breathing, steadily sinking
You whisper that You need me, breathing life back into me
You, my Lord, are all I’ve ever needed
Help me continuously believe it
 
Abigail

​P.S. Don’t forget to tune in with us live on Friday, March 1st for our $5 Funday Friday at 9:00 a.m. and 3:00 p.m.

I couldn’t wait to see what it would like, our entire downstairs tiled instead of carpeted after 14 years. The process was a bit painful, white dust rising to stick on everything everywhere, things coming off the walls, rooms of furniture rotated here and there to accommodate the tile setters, but room by room we were beginning to get the picture.
Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes United. Come on in for a little break in your day.
We actually left for a three day weekend, hoping that when we came home, it would be finished. It was, and it looked and looks amazing. It took a full day of cleaning and organizing to get the house back to “normal,” whatever that is, but our little four-legged babes are still looking for the carpet! 😊 😊 And not just because of its warmth, either, if you’re catching what I’m throwing!
We were loving it…until a few days later when we realized that now we can see every single thing, including their paw prints!@%^&*(( What were we thinking? At least with the carpet, all I had to do was vacuum and I felt better, thinking it was clean.
But now I’ve realized that it wasn’t. There was no way it would be really clean unless I were to vacuum every single day, and that didn’t happen nor will it ever happen 😊
It got me thinking that just like the carpet was covering up the dirt, things unseen, we tend to cover up insecurities in the same way: we post pretend lives on social media, chasing recognition and approval, or shopping to get the latest and greatest in home décor, car, clothes, jewelry, or going here, there and everywhere, in debt.  Why? Could it be that Instead of looking to God for provision and approval, we look to each other in the name of comparison.
Take a moment and pray this prayer with me:
Abba, what insecurities lie hidden in me? What am I covering them up with? Father, take away the carpet of insecurities and reveal that which is not pleasing to you, that which needs to be exposed, cleansed and forgiven and learned from that I might move forward with my eyes on you and what I have, instead of others and what I don’t have.
Love,
Kim-Evinda

Life happens too slow – or that used to be so. Looking back now, those were the days of easiness, the days of sweet freedom. Yet I always found myself seeking the next season, never able to “just go with the flow” and having to constantly be in the know.
What comes next? When will my life go as planned? It never did and I knew I had to leave it in His hands. Stop with the incessant planning and perfecting – and start living. Instead I kept dreaming. Dreaming about life as if it were a movie; playing out perfect scenarios in my head. Knowing in the end it was never His plan, and for me, I would have to move on. Onward, ahead.
And as soon as I stopped wishing, I began living, and the pictures, they stopped playing but for me the real movie was just beginning… so fast, with no preview. No time for planning or knowing. The scenes, they just kept rolling. The funny thing is, now life won’t stop spinning – the once “too slow” is now so fast, and when I look back I can’t believe how He shaped my past. So perfectly. So intricately.
Every moment, every worry, all those times I just wanted it to ‘hurry’ – He was moving me to be exactly where I am supposed to be. Am I where I wanted to be? That no longer matters because I am becoming the woman He created me to be. At times feeling unready – but knowing that now I have four hands and two hearts to keep me steady. A Father above, who has gifted me with so much earthly love.
And I stop in awe as I remind myself all over again that my life is in His hands. There is no reason to worry. Nothing is in a hurry. His timing is perfect. His movie forever playing.
Abigail

Standing on the rooftop; Staring into the sunset
Ready to fly; Ready to scream
Feeling the chill air, the nightly breeze
Darling, hold on to those beautiful wings
Embrace the uncertainty
Knowing that you are becoming exactly who God has called you to be
 
Now float, float into His embrace
Into the breeze, feeling the mercy
At ease
Knowing that this world that tends to bring you to your knees
Is not your final resting place, not your final destiny
Your soul belongs in eternity
 
Closing your eyes, you are now ready to fly
So, soar.
Trust those wings to carry your burdens
Carry your weight, light as a feather, forevermore
No matter how worn, no matter how torn
Trust in Him and you will soar.
 
 “But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:31

Hope                                                                                     Darling, don’t let it be
A beautiful thing                                                               Let hope sing     
A beautiful invisible string                                             You are His precious and beautiful being
That we hold on to                                                          And even though it’s not how you planned to illustrate
We cling                                                                               those vibrant colors, those hopes, those dreams
                                                                                       are what keep us in perfect harmony
And we hold on to this hope
This clinging, whispering, clattering, cymbal in our ears    So let hope sing
symbol of God                                                                                   and wash away the sting
Concrete In our hearts                                                                   your wounds will heal
Our fortress                                                                                        your time will come
Our Rock                                                                                             

But when life doesn’t seem to go our way                             Yes, keep looking to His Son
that hope, it dissipates                                                                   for your time will come
Away from our hearts                                                                    where you will bask in the sun
Crushing our dreams 
Ripping us apart slowly at the seams

He is never too early and He is never too late
Hold on to that hope
and let it permeate…all of you

Do you look for opportunities to bless others or allow the opportunities to pass you by? Enjoy Debra’s love letter today and may it encourage you to expand your peripheral vision of your heart.
 
Good morning My blessed child.
 
If you know of an opportunity to do the right thing today, yet you refrain from doing it, you're guilty of sin. I desire that you practice doing the right thing, making a conscious decision to take every opportunity that becomes available to you. You could even make opportunities. See, as you ask Me, I will show you who you could encourage, maybe even call somebody to pray with and for.
 
Nobody will turn down the opportunity to receive prayer or something needed. People's lives are full of struggles and complex issues and you could simplify their lives by being My hands and feet.
 
Spend time with Me each morning that you are sensitive to My leading and make yourself available that when I say "go here or go there," you will go.
 
Beloved, a father takes pleasure in his obedient child, one that is sure-footed, one that is dependable, one that is full of faith and walks the walk of a righteous person, one that obeys My Word and shares Me with those around them.
Be ready for the next opportunity
Debra

~Love Letter~
Good morning, My warrior. My grace is always more than enough for you, and My power finds its full expression through your weaknesses. So celebrate your weaknesses, for when you are weak you sense more deeply the mighty power of Me living in you.
 
I desire that you look to Me in all things; that you learn to trust Me and rely on Me; that you train your ear to hear My voice, to know the leading of the Holy Spirit. I don't lead you into bad situations and if you are listening to Me, you will never find yourself there.
 
Take an inventory of your life. Are there things that cause you to compromise yourself, your faith? Are you full of worldly desires, selfishness or bitterness? You say that I am your Lord, but you never let Me sit on the throne of your heart and life. I desire to be your Lord, your Savior, the King of your life.
 
Beloved, I desire to be the God that leads you out of the desert and into the promise land, where there is milk and honey.
 
From the heart of God thru…
Debra

Love Letter~
Good morning, My love.
 
Remember to stay alert and hold firmly to all that you believe. Be mighty and full of courage. Let love and kindness be the motivation behind all that you do. For love and kindness are what people remember.
 
You can tell them about Me all day long, but unless you are compassionate, unless you love unconditionally, people barely hear you. But when your life lines up with My Word, that is when you become most effective.
 
People want to be delivered from the hell they are living through now, they don't really care about the sweet by-and-by. Do you take the time to listen? Do you care about their struggle? Sometimes the best answer is to listen. Some just need to be heard. And when you take the time to just listen, oh My love, then you can shower them with love and compassion, for that is worth more than silver and gold.
 
People need to know they are loved. Just like I gave My life for you, I gave My life for them. Beloved, embrace those I put in your path for they need your love and My life.
 
Debra

Oh, my goodness, what an inspiration our Abby is! Today’s message was written from her hospital bed. See, Abby suffers from Crohn’s Disease, a horrible disease that attacks the body viciously but one thing it can’t do is take away the spirit, the heart!
Thanks for joining us for Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power and Monday’s Message with Abby and Trench Classes United.
I was so blown away, humbled by her generosity despite her adversity! I trust you will be too.
He is my rock                                                              He quenches my thirst
My fortress                                                                 and heals my disease
In all times of need                                                     my disease of becoming ungrateful
                                                                                    unable to see
                                                                        how much in this life He has truly given me
 
Food to eat                                                                  Soak into me
Songs to sing                                                               Your everlasting love
His Word to drink                                                        The ultimate gift from above
                                                                                    Oh Lord, You are my beloved
                                                                                    Forgive me
 
For being a human                                                      Your love
Merely unable to see                                                  It never ceases for me
How Your goodness & mercy flows into me              Always chasing after me
It heals me 
It seeks me 
 
I fall to Your feet                                                         Out to the world I promise to send it
Forgive me;                                                                 Always lend it
I thirst for Your Word                                                             to those in need
Quench me;                                                                In need of Your light
Let your light flow into me                                         In longing for Your love
 
Lord, let your Spirit reach into me; Heal me; send me 
Love,
Abby