Day 10 was a game changer. It was on the tenth day after arriving in Israel that I had a dream of Jesus. “Why are you sleeping?” He asked. Struck. Overwhelmed. Overcome. Completely humbled by this piercing question. He waited on a response, but I could only stare into His kind eyes of liquid love. I had Continue Reading
I feel bad because I’ve traveled to so many places. When people find out I’m “going” again, I usually receive one of three things: silence, critical remarks, or fake smiles and bursts of joy. Typically after people’s initial response I recieve blank stares of judgement, jealousy, and questions. Oh, and talking, Continue Reading
God wants me dead, and He won’t stop until He kills me.
I’m half dead, but completely alive.
I die so He can use me
I die so my passions can be rebuilt
I die so I can step into destiny
I die so I can truly live