Hello Dear Friend

Tortured. Tormented. Possessed. These are all words that could be used to describe my adolescence. For most of my childhood, all my teens, and into my early twenties I lived in a world stuck in the bondage that fear brought.

Outdone, overcome, and overwhelmed would all be pretty good words to describe what these past few months have looked and felt like for me. Since my last letter, back in April, ‘A Wicked Masquerade’, God has been moving in my heart and life in a way that can only be described as reckless.

He’s exposed the masquerade of lies. He’s breaking it all down, ripping away the masks, tearing down strongholds, and peeling back layer upon layer. As He exposes more and more it’s like I’m pulling at a string on the bottom of a curtain. The more I pull at the string the more the curtain begins to unravel and the more that the curtain is unraveled the more the truth, that’s been locked away and hidden in me for so long, is revealed.  

“Rehabilitation is the process of returning to a healthy or good way of life.” – Cambridge Dictionary

Nothing can pierce your armor when you have been dressed for battle by the Holy Spirit.

Paul couldn’t believe it as he listened to the dial tone buzzing in his ear. That phone call had just changed his life. “Dream job, I’ve lan

“This is it, today is the day.” She thought as she eagerly stepped out to join the crowd in the street. “Today is the day for my healing.”

So I’m feeling it lately. It's that weight of the world being heaped onto the shoulders of the faithful few. Brick by brick the weight grows

I remember vacationing with a friend in Alaska a few years back and we attempted to go hiking. It was mid-May and the bears were just waking