Standing Strong in His Grace

The house next door looked distinguished and eerie. It was the only house on the block that was two-story. It was Victorian style, seeming as if it were transported from somewhere back in time. The yard was unkempt with ivy vines that climbed the outside of the house. Bobby's spine tingled; continuing to stare, he knew that this house was haunted. His family was new to this neighborhood. He was seven; his little sister Lucy had just turned four. Before sunset, Bobby decided to get Lucy from the toy room to show her the ‘evidence.’ “Come and look, Lucy.” She proceeded to follow Bobby to the large window in the dining room. In amazement and fear, walking across the front lawn of the old house, they saw a witch. She wore a tall black hat, a black coat; slightly bent-over as she walked with her cane. She even had two black cats following her. “What more proof do you need Lucy? My friend Billy from across the street told me that she was a mean old witch who screamed at his friends when

I have not written a blog in over a month. It is as if I have lost my inspiration to write, but I know this is where the good Lord Jesus has me right now in this season of my life. He has not left my side I know, but in some ways I have left His side though, and not put him in first place.  I am working on that now.  I have to learn to look out for those triggers that make me fall back into carnality. Maybe areas that the Holy Spirit desires me to work on that I deem as  mountains in my life that difficult and hard to overcome. I keep giving up and getting my eyes off Jesus and onto my weak flesh that we all have. That makes for a miserable existence believe me I know.  My flesh can NOT do it, but MY GOD can do it through me, as I submit to the hope of GLORY!!! I sense the Lord is wanting even a deeper walk for me, but I have not been able to...mainly because of those hard things I need to face...and overcome...without getting tripped up by my flesh.   Maybe some of you can relate to w