Part I ~ THE PLACE
Even though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor fruit; though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if…
Category: JOURNEY TO HABAKKUK’S VINEYARD
I began this journey years ago while I was journaling through my own vineyard of brokenness. Then along you came upsetting my simple plan and my fragile mending heart, with all that angry and messy brokenness of your own.
And I saw myself—in you.
Consequently this manuscript evolved. New devotions had to be written to, for, and about you, My Beloved Prodigal.
If not for you, if your stormy life hadn’t bumped into mine, this book wouldn’t exist.
So I give you honor my Beloved—where honor is due.
May God use a couple of square pegs like us, with all our messy storms and our two broken hearts, to guide many wandering “Prodigal-captives” home to Him.
A Caterpillar’s Lament
A little worm All drab and brown Is all I’ll ever be. But oh, The dreams inside of me That no one else can see. Though every day My life…
Picture It: I’m Living My Dream!
Picture it. I am living in my dream-city just a hop, skip, and a jump from Seattle, Washington. A city cut right out of the forest. Everything, everywhere, is GREEN.…
The Dreamer
Dear Child of Mine ~ I see you there, All burdened down with weight and care. I see your tears as you clutch it so, Your precious dream that died……
The Undoing: Entering Habakkuk’s Vineyard
This is about an undoing. A real fairy tale if you will of a life becoming undone. Webster says undoing means: to cancel, annul, or reverse; to cause ruin. Yep,…
Women With Destiny 