Some will see this picture, as a beautiful woman. Others will see a pop of color, and a flash of style. But I see a daughter. A daughter of the Most High King, being clothed...

This picture is a reminder to all of us that we live in a fallen world. The waves of evil try to hold us back and drag us into the deep with their mighty forces. The wind and the rain try to blow us away and make us cold and dead. This world is full of suffering.

But, there is a rock. In the middle of this ocean, where the winds blow, and the rain pours and the waves cave in, there is a rock...

"For where you go, I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall by my people, and your God my God."

The archers bitterly attacked him, shot at him, and harassed him severely, yet his bow remained unmoved...

When the centurion and those with him, keeping watch over Yeshua, saw the earthquake - they were filled with awe and said, "Truly, this was the Son of God."

"Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace on earth.
I did not come to bring peace, but a sword."

He will cover you with His pinions, and under His wings you will find refuge...

The path was narrow and long, made of dirt. It wove itself through the landscape creating a trail to follow. This path was not paved smooth like other roads, there were ditches and cracks within its surface. Bumps and hills would come and go. The curved and narrow path was hard to follow, but some say it is worth what lie ahead...

The waters were peaceful, but teaming with life underneath that only the light could see. In this space of water and sky there was the sound of laughter, growing louder as it came closer...

Walking humbly with her King, is a
crown fit for a queen. And so all should take notice, all should seek to see what it looks like to live a life of
strength and dignity...

If something is beautiful -
Then it lacks nothing
- For with beauty comes
- A gracefulness that steals our breath

- It walks with purpose and ease
- Yet there is weight in it’s essence

Lord, oh Lord - Where do I start?
I have given you the keys to my heart -
The joy within me
- Swells with hope, for I know that I will
- See Your throne
- My life oh Lord, I have set aside for You alone
- Have Your way with me
- Oh Lord of hosts
- Create within me a spirit of hope...

Mike put a hand on his shaky shoulder, “Give it time, kid. You’ll get it. You always do. For now, I’ll ask you to Armor Up.”
He watched Mike extend his hand, “I’m not going anywhere, kid. Just asking you to join me.”
He shook his head, afraid, “I… I don’t know.”

“Where can I go from Your Spirit? 
Or where can I flee from Your presence?”
In that place of exile is a Presence we cannot escape. It hovers. It keeps watch. It stays close and never leaves. Just before the darkness closes in, it speaks…
יְהִי אוֹר — yəhî ʾôr — “Let there be light!”

It started with a breath, poured into the blue eyes of a child once formless. Grabbing onto the breath that had been given to him, he wished to stay aboard its path. Close to his Father, breathing new life, and being carried by the breath that he now breathed, was the wind that pushed his current...

A woman of valor who can find? She is far more precious than jewels...

“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen...

...this anointing is generational. Let it pass from generation, to generation. From son, to son. Daughter to daughter. Forever, till the end.

When the enemy puts us on the high cliffs that scare us to death, like Yeshua in the desert, what the enemy doesn’t want us to see is that it is impossible to fall. Why? Because we have Wings...