“There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory for the stars; for one star different from another star in glory” – 1 Corinthians 15:41
 
Feeling the tide roll beneath your feet
It’s moving in as you face defeat
Defeated and feeling lost without purpose
Darling, your gifts have not even unsurfaced
 
The tide may be higher
But your King, He is mightier
You are a star
Shining much brighter
 
Toiling beneath the hot summer sun
You’ve yet to see what has been overcome
What you hope for is a mere step away
A footprint in the sand has already been made
 
Believe His love won’t let it fade
Even as the tide changes with days
Your destination is mapped
It is here to stay
 
The tide is high
But the waves roll back
His love is greater than your feeling of lack
The job you are doing is right on track
 
Keep on loving
A star so brightly
Different from others
That, my darling, is your wonder 
Love, Abigail 

Be patient, Be kind
For there is suffering of all kind
Painted behind visages of peonies and roses
Lives a vast world filled with pain in multiple doses
Beyond what the eye can see
The truth speaks to your reality
 
He is always listening
Listening to your thoughts, hearing beyond your prayers
Hold on to that, my dear for He truly cares
Cares for you and the life He has set before you
The times of trouble
You know them well don’t you?
 
But His love is greater
Far beyond the depths of the ocean
Past the Earth’s boundless equator
 
This world so full of hatred
Thirsting for His radiance
Yet these gifts, He has bestowed upon you
And when the days feel gloomy
That my friend is when the world needs the “true me”
The true you that nobody can replace
The you that brings hope
So filled with His grace
 
Darling, give that light away
There is no reason to hide it
No point to fight it
His love, you can’t deny it
Let that sink in
And shine His light
Just give.

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Thanks for joining us @ Trench Classes United for a faith-filled word from Debra Dolce. I am confident that you will enjoy these truths that were spoken to her from our Father’s heart and poured out for you.
~Love Letter~
 
 My Warrior, I am not finished. I'm waiting to be gracious to you. I'm waiting to show mercy to you. I take the time to do everything right - everything.
 
Those who wait around for Me are the lucky ones. I long to grant you patience, that thing nobody wants to pray for. The enemy has lied and said you will suffer and hurt if you pray for patience; this is a fear tactic. As you are patient, it produces endurance which grows stronger; it releases perfection into every part of your being until there is nothing missing and nothing lacking.
 
You see, you are continually being changed from the inside out and the patience you are now praying for will produce a harvest of blessings, if you don't grow weary and give up.
 
Beloved I am continually and deliberately desiring to pour out My blessing of love, peace, joy, understanding and wisdom as you come and sit with Me each day.
 
Love,
Debra

Such an encouraging reminder that no matter what you’ve done, how you are, where you are, He’s there for you and with you.
~Love Letter~
 My child, I, the Lord will guide you always; I will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
 
You, My love, can relax in My care knowing that I have ALL that you need or will ever need. I have a good plan for you. One of success and not disaster. Sometimes you run ahead of Me and you go left where I want to go right. Then when things seem crazy or out of control, stop and ask Me what is going on. Be in constant communion with Me and you will be hearing My desire.
 
Be patient with what I have for you, remember there is a time for everything and I know when the time is right. Beloved, trust that I have you where I want you and don't be discouraged through this season, rise above the desire to complain, for you are a child of the Most High God and My love for you goes on and on.

Did you know that you qualify as a witness? Yep, that’s right, a witness to what He has done for you, not what you have done!
“To Him who loved us and washed us from our sins in His own blood and has made us kings and priests” – witnesses –to His God and Father, to Him be glory and dominion forever and ever.” (Rev. 1:5)
Thanks for joining me for Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes United.
As a court reporter, I have reported many types of witnesses, for example, hostile witnesses which are those who are angry at being called to testify about what they’ve seen, heard or experienced. There are third-party witnesses, those who say he said/she said, in other words, gossipers or unrelated parties.
There are those, what I call, unprepared witnesses, those whose answers are 90% of the time “I don’t remember or “I don’t recall,” or “I don’t know. Then there are expert witnesses, those called because of their expertise in the subject that the attorneys are there to fight about. But the most common witness is the percipient witness, or an eyewitness. This is a witness who testifies about what he/she actually has seen, perceived with their own senses.
As I was reading John’s first letter to the churches and to all of us, this thought hit me: if we all qualify as witnesses for Christ, what kind of witness are we?
Are we the hostile witness, angry at or with God because of a tragedy and our need to understand everything?
Do we tend to slip down the slippery slope of gossip in the name of “prayer,” acting as a witness to someone’s misfortune or bad choice, or talking about our own mountains, making them bigger and bigger instead of looking to our Mountain Mover?
Are we so focused on others that we are a third-party to our own walk and relationship with God? Or are we the type of witness who forgets all He has done for us, allowing our troubles to outweigh His triumphs in our lives, forgetting our attitude of gratitude?
Or are you an expert witness, one who professes their faith and lives it and is paid by His provision, protection and promises, and guided by His principles?
Oh, how I want to leave a legacy that says she lived what she believed and she was so in love with Jesus that many considered her an expert in her faith, walking by His grace.
Love,
Kim-Evinda

How many times do we hesitate to come to Him, sit in and soak up His presence because we haven’t been our best, or done our best? Oh you are going to love this week’s love letter from God’s heart to Debra’s to yours!
 
~Love Letter~
 
My dear one, come freely and boldly to Me, where love is enthroned, and receive mercy's kiss. Discover the grace needed to strengthen you in your time of weakness.
 
Come and spend time with Me that you may be strengthened each day. Come and be empowered to walk through each thing you are faced with, for it is My good pleasure to walk with you through each thing.
 
When you are feeling overwhelmed or tired, My love, retreat to the arms of your Abba Daddy, and let Me hold and comfort you. There are times for everything, so come for a time of refreshing as you receive My love and mercy.
 
Let everything that concerns you be drowned in My love this morning, for nothing but Me should dominate your mind. Beloved, be strong and courageous for I will fight for you, and you can rest in My love, in My care that is like nothing you have ever known.
 
Debra

Lord I need you…
All of you
I need your arms around me
To feel your love surrounding
The days may be growing longer
But time seems to wander
 
It wanders away, slipping through my tense grasp
Being consumed by life’s menial tasks
The stress and the worry take over
And my brows begin to furrow
As I sit and worry about a future that I cannot see
Stressing about trivial needs
When people are dying, begging on the streets
I stop myself, admitting my shameful self-pity
realizing the blessing of His bringing me to this city


At just the right time
Not a penny too short; Right on the dime
Yet, I still worry about the cares of this life
When You, oh Lord, already gave me more than enough to suffice
Nevertheless, I persist in worrying about time
When all I should be doing is resting my mind
Resting in your presence
Singing to the heavens


Because this time is a gift
and I will praise you as long as I live
As long as I can write, as long as I can sing, as long as I can draw, paint, and dance
As long as I am here, Lord, I will use my God-given gifts
Worry I may
But at the end of the day
I will quietly pray
To not let a second of this beautiful life slip away

Oh, I just love hearing, seeing the revelations of others! Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes United and our guest blogger, Jenn Woolsey! I sense you will truly relate and enjoy today’s word!
 
A couple weeks ago, we painted V's room. Some of you may have seen the before and after pictures. The room is still in progress, but it's been fun.

I've been reflecting on this project and I've realized something. I like the process of taking a mess and making it better. My whole house is a work in progress. In fact, it has been from the beginning.
 
In my job, I enjoy the patients who are a challenge. I like to see the improvement in someone who comes in with gum disease,  leaves with clean teeth and the opportunity to keep improving. I enjoy putting things in order. I like encouraging others to stay on their course.

This is what God does for me. He takes my mess. He's in the business of putting my life in order. He sees in me what can be…not what is. Through all the plot twists of life, He is creating something beautiful. Some of it remains to be seen…and won't be totally done until He comes back.
 
Thank God He doesn't leave me in a torn down state.

"...being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus." Philippians 1:6
Jenn

Happy Monday, and thanks for joining us for Monday’s Message with Trench Classes United and Abigail!
 
You weep in the morning though you should rise with grace
As the daylight saves, we tend to lose our place
Our hearts grow weary and our dreams glean leery
Worrying about the day ahead when our mind should be at rest instead
Will spring ever come? Will we ever see the sun?
With fields full of flowers in bloom we reminisce on the past
When we were young and so giddy yet all we feel is pity
Forgetting that today is a new day, a day the Lord has made great
and we should rejoice, and be glad in it
Because right now, this time is what we are given living in a story that is has been well written
So, we wake up with a smile on our face knowing that today is the day the Lord has made
Yes, I will choose to make it the very best day
Abigail

We fight…without having the right words to say
and In the end knowing it’s our fragile hearts that will have to pay
Pay the price for those words that cut like a dull, rusty knife
Wounding and scarring until someone decides to be big enough to say “sorry”


But is that truly enough?
We act so tough
Like our hearts were meant to play rough


But they were created to guide us
To pull us, yet we fight them
Craving our body’s desires
We throw everything else straight down into the pit of fire 
Tough?
Liar.


You may be brave enough to take on this world
But that doesn’t mean you always need to roar
Roar when it’s necessary
But love like it’s temporary
Here today and gone tomorrow
not something you just pick up and borrow
Hold on to that love for dear life
Those words aren’t worth feeding your prideful fight
Instead, Fight for light
Fight for love
The one sweet precious gift you were given from above


So be tough in your pursuit of His love
Because one day this world will not be enough
and He will come back and ask “My precious Daughter, what have you done?”
and you can proudly respond
I fought with desire
and let Your love fuel the fire
 
Abi