All Is Well Today When We Know God Is In Our Tomorrow’s…
Hi precious friends and family, I don’t know about you, but with everything going on in our world between COVID-19, social distancing and all the chaos and panic, if I don’t remember that God is with me today, I will never be able to rise up and not shrink back.
Remembering that with my marching orders, which includes being on the front lines combating this enemy as His pillar of strength, that requires walking out all is well today when we know that God is in our tomorrow’s.
As treasured possessions of God and His Works of Art, being God’s handiwork allows us to rise up and shine during crisis for our loved ones, friends and family.
As Christians, we have never been better positioned to rise up and shine and be the light of our Beautiful Jesus (Isaiah 60:1-2) as the glory of our Lord rises upon us.
And if we really think about it, our co-workers and the beloveds in our communities, they are going to be watching us now for hope. Being His vessels, they will lean in for strength, for love and for a calming comfort, seeking a compassionate ear when their lives are consumed and compromised by fear.
Our secret to a freaked out world: We know all is well today when we know that God is in our tomorrow’s.
Walking out Matthew 6:34 can lead us victoriously through the doors of peace and strength, Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
How often do we go through life being thanked for loving another? Especially those with differing faiths, colors and cultures?
How about being thanked for simple, random acts of kindness that flow naturally from the love in our hearts?
Should our expectations demand acknowledgement and recognition?
I honestly never really experienced what walking out Christ’s mission, ministry and soul was like, understanding His interaction and engagement with EVERYONE, until I started pouring life into the rejected and abandoned; our homeless and incarcerated. They’ve taught me what love means…
Working with the homeless and the incarcerated has emphasized how we are living in a self-serving, loved-deprived culture.
Sadly, it’s much easier to hate and judge, using others for our own gain, yet so unfathomable to love ALL OF MANKIND through our actions when there’s no benefit to ourselves and/or acknowledgement and recognition.
When was the last time you heard the words, “Thank you for loving us”?
Much less from those incarcerated?
I felt led to share a recent thank-you card in order to shed light to some of the lives that exist inside our prison systems.
Admittedly, I used to judge and criticize those incarcerated until my own crisis developed with having a son incarcerateddue to fighting.
But I lean in being convinced that every detail of our lives is continually woven together to fit into God’s perfect plan of bringing good into our lives, for we are His lovers who have been called to fulfill His designed purpose(Romans 8:28 TPT).
This beautiful and touching card came from inmates at Folsom State Prison demonstrating what a little love and rehabilitation leading to redemption offers.
They don’t know Jesus, YET…
I’m honored to be transitioning my nonprofit, Blameless and Forever Free Ministries, to stand with the oppressed and fight for injustice as an avenue to help stabilize our homeless epidemic. Their successful re-entry back into society keeps more beloveds from adding to our homeless epidemic that is out of control.
Every life matters!
Look at those eyes on the card!!! Talk about a gift of artistry. Her eyes captivate me. The twinkling radiates with life as if she’s actually looking back at me. What a work of art!
I’m not a badass or warrior princess as some of the inmates might say, because honestly, sometimes I’m so paralyzed in fear and scared to death, I have to continue remembering I’m surrounded by angel armies! I have a much easier time being referred to as Mama Tammy or Miss Tammy.
I’m just walking out being obedient to whom my Father says I am, His precious daughter, that the Lord God Almighty chooses to work through as one of His vessels to pour out His Great Love!
“…The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few” (Matthew 9:37; Matthew 9:35-38).
Through the chiseling of my own calloused heart and loving on the homeless and the incarcerated, I’ve had my eyes opened to what God’s Great Love does to those who have been thrown out, rejected and abandoned. They’re starving!
Maybe it’s because I understand that deep, torturing loss, through my own life crises.
What I once took somewhat for granted and expected, God’s Great Love, many are desperate for and would do anything to be led through that door.
Why shouldn’t we all be extended an invitation to engage in a relationship with our Beautiful Jesus and be loved on? Jesus doesn’t discriminate, He invites us all.
Our world is starving for love! And our incarcerated are no exception to that rule and need God’s Great Love!
Thank you, Beautiful Jesus, for allowing me to see society’s desperation and need for Your Great Love through your lens! Talk about masterpieces…
Thank you, Lord, for the boldness and courage to stand with the oppressed and fight injustice. Every life matters! I’m beyond blessed to see Your hand and covering of Love to those who desperately need an encounter with You!
Hi friends and family, I know I’ve been absent this past month. Forgive my overwhelmed schedule. But I couldn’t let Christmas go by without saying, I’m praying that we all have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Are you wanting, and willing, to give “THE PERFECT GIFT”of Christmas that far surpasses any and all cost?
We love because God first loved us. And our love for others is our grateful response to the love God first demonstrated to us (1 John 4:19). God gave His one and only Son as a gift to us.
So giving the gift of presence might just be the most precious gift we can give to those we love. Wrapping ourselves in consideration and conscientiousness embraces those we love, hearts become mended as the bow becomes untied and lives become alive and blossom like wildflowers.
Presence is a genuine expression of love.
Presence says “you matter”…
Presence offers peace…
Presence initiates healing…
Presence delivers love…
Presence initiates generosity…
A life of generosity demonstrates God’s genuine love and presence.
Presence is priceless!
Showing up and being present is invaluable.
Putting away the electronics to listen embraces consideration. Listening without thinking creates closeness. Being attentive and mindful requires casting all judgment aside. Instead, following every line and wrinkle, the twinkle radiating from the eyes, the battle scars and sweet freckles that make up this amazing masterpiece before us tells us more than a story…
Our presence and attentiveness is a gift that speaks volumes and shows we care. We can’t put a price tag on that and it will never go out of style. It could start a trend that is re-gifted over and over and over again. Talk about paying it forward.
And even though it might be a cliche, there’s no time like the present!!!
May we be the gifts that God uses as His presence to bring hope, cheer and joy this year.
Heck, sharing a box of chocolates can and will unite lives with all its feel-good endorphins, not to mention sweeten the atmosphere and those that indulge. Sharing in the tasting indulgence creates experiences filled with love, joy and peace.
I don’t know about you, but I have absolutely no self-control when it comes to a box of See’s Candy so you’ll know where to find me this year!
May you feel and experience God’s sweetness, His presence and His abiding love throughout this holiday season and through each new day of the coming year!
And because faith makes all things possible, hope makes all things work together, and God’s Great Love makes all things beautiful, may you be blessed with ALL three gifts this Christmas.
Hi amazing gems! We all dream. We dream to be seen. We dream to be loved. Some even dream of being queen.
What do you dare dream about being?
How about becoming what YOU believe?
There’s freedom and power in that statement!
I was asked that very question from a beloved seeking to find wisdom and answers to her own destiny.
The next time we go through life thinking we don’t need the wisdom of our elders, if we humble ourselves enough, there’s a treasure trove and wealth of resources delivered through their wisdom.
I actually found this question hard to answer. Too deep and profound for a woman of my age, I guess. After all, who takes on new challenges, changes careers and goes back to school and starts a nonprofit organization when you’re living in your golden years?
We are created for more than what we’re currently living!
My faith, transformation, wisdom and love affair with my Lord, my Groom, tells me to choose to become what I believe!
Chew on and digest every word of that.
Become What You Believe!
As I step away from the shadows of fear and insecurities that once dictated every decision and step I ever made, I find myself exposed; no longer hiding behind my former state of rejection and obscurity. Each stepping stone of growth leads me through grace and grandeur.
I am boldly stepping out of my shadows of shame, weakness and dishonor into prominence and influence pursuing His authority.
We don’t go through our challenges, our trials, our great losses with deep heartache for God to just waste our pain on mere tear-stained pillows and emotional wounds screaming for help. There’s so much more than this pain we’ve endured. We are created for more.
We were created for far more than what we’re currently living!
When we take a step back and breathe, we see through the lens of Jesus that we had to go through those storms and trials in order for our testimony, our message, our experiences and anointing to reveal life’s purpose.
Now we’re able to move boldly out of the old and into the new, the new beginnings being His bride, equipped with everything we need so we do not have to revisit and relearn that again in order to walk into our destiny without a fight!
None of us want to be like the Israelites and take 40 years to complete a journey that should have taken ONLY 11 DAYS (Deuteronomy 11:2)!
Life is hard enough; thank you very much. I’d rather take that time being pampered, perfumed and prepared!
Those shadows ushered me to a place of influence and authority that I’ve only dared to dream about, but stayed shackled and imprisoned in my cell of hell with all my fears and insecurities keeping me isolated and too afraid to enter this promised land.
I’m living my dream, becoming everything I believe I am. Being unapologetically me, being pursued, being loved beyond measure, lacking no good thing, and walking boldly in His authority.
I am fulfilling my vows with a gift and calling to love and pour into wounded souls, those who have themselves been abandoned and betrayed.
I never realized how being loved, pursued, chosen, anointed and gifted with purpose I was until I leaned into my Lord. Knowing that your identify and value doesn’t come from others’ opinions and demands, our income or who you’re married to or all the degrees we have showcased makes life simple and thrilling.
Being who you believe in Christ empowers you with growth to constantly bloom and reach further with confidence to do things you’ve only dared dreamed about!
My blossoming and growth has led me to receive a couple of degrees, organize a homeless nonprofit organization that somehow paved the way for the challenges being on the IFC council at Folsom State Prison, ushering me towards the legislative process in changing laws where my heart’s desire is laid.
It hasn’t been easy; quite overwhelming! My blossoming didn’t reach out until 50. That’s when I started acting and being what I believed God said about me!
God’s Great Love Changes Everything!
As beautiful Ann Voskamp shared, “Winning the lottery doesn’t make you lucky. Getting to love makes you the luckiest of all, because love always wins. You don’t need the love of many — you only need to love many times more than you ever thought you could.”
When you’ve been touched by Love Himself, you’re able to spread His Love into the hearts of those who need it. When you’ve met discouragement, you can face life with courage and enthusiasm. When you’ve experienced great loss and sorrow, you can radiate magnifying joy!
Now I get to look at life as a great adventure and encounter beloveds who have felt judged and alienated. God has softened my heart with love and purpose to draw near to those who are receptive for encountering His Great Love.
Surrounding ourselves with others who can reciprocate the fine wine we pour is the greatest treasure to be found!
Hi family and friends! I pray your week has been filled with love, lots of laughter and peace that surpasses all knowledge. Mine has been amazing, but I’m starting to feel the reins of stress tightening and directing quite a mess!
I reluctantly declare, God has to grab me by the bit at times to redirect my stubborn fits!
If you were asked to perform in front of an audience of one, would you?
Better yet, could you without any limelight?
Even if you knew you were guaranteed an encore?
Is it really a fear of missing out or are we just wound up tighter than a tourniquet?
I mean, since the Lord is our hiding place, He will protect us from trouble while surrounding us with songs of deliverance; so…
God does state He will instruct us and teach us in the way we should go, and counsel us while watching over us…
And when the Lord speaks, sometimes we just have to trust and close up shop until we get it!
And with my schedule, I’m not getting it, so…
After all, I’ve got a couple rather large fundraising events going on simultaneously so maybe my schedule is what is needing an exorcism…
But I hear the Lord speaking to my heart saying, “I will stay close to you, instructing and guiding you along the pathway for your life. I will advise you along the way and lead you forth with my eyes as your guide. So don’t make it difficult, don’t be stubborn when I take you where you’ve not been before. Don’t make me tug you and pull you along. Just come with me” (Psalm 32:8-9 TPT).
I know you’ve seen glimpses of the fragmented pieces of my life lately. With all these opportunities arising and not knowing which ones to grab a hold of and claim, it seems as if I’m making more of a mess being under all this stress.
Can you relate?
And with goodness and His Love following me all the days of my life, it’s time to be still.
As for now, I must focus my energies on my nonprofit and start rebranding while rebuilding another amazing team and my board of directors as we expand into other challenging areas that appear quite foreign and daunting.
And blessings can be funny creatures at times, if we dare be honest. I know through my own experiences, that the growth in my life required intense stretching that oftentimes left me freaking out when releasing control. Stretching requires us to reach out into the unknown.
In order to be everything God has uniquely designed us to be, the next step requires taking a huge leap of faith with sometimes our eyes being closed tight in order to jump and blindly grab a hold of all the amazing things God wants to do in our lives.
Can I hear faith the fear?
And amazingly, this illustrates perfectly the clay in the potter’s hand being formed meticulously beyond anything we could even begin to fathom and/or imagine (Ephesians 3:20).
Our God always has more in store. Our God always has better. Our God wants to take us from strength to strength and glory to glory.
This is so brutally hard when it requires letting go of something, something that we love, something that is familiar, something that may not even be healthy, but dang, it’s familiar!
Familiarity is as comforting as our old childhood blanket…
We have to release to receive!
We have to release to receive!
We have to let go to know…
We have to let go to know…
What is occupying your space in this race?
If we want and desire greater authority, and I do, along with greater joy, another toy, and far greater experiences, we must cease and desist and let go and no longer resist!
So I’m letting go to know, releasing this stress to receive rest and putting all these hats I’ve been wearing away so I don’t turn into another brat!
Fear of missing out?
No, I think not.
I know and trust my Lord, so when He says He’s having to grab me by the bit to redirect my stubborn fits because my stress is creating quite a mess, His gentle reminders are alerting me to the fact that He would much rather have me resting, sitting at His feet. This way He can lovingly guide me with His Great Love and wisdom rather than maybe having to discipline me like any loving Father would do at times.
So be gone, stubbornness!
It’s time to carve out more time to sit at my Lord’s feet.
When feeling unwanted, not cared for, unloved and forgotten by everyone…
I may not know you personally, but one thing I do know: You have been badly hurt in your life. You have heard words that have assaulted, even stung. Words filled with hate and lies that you just can’t deny or shake off! People have said and done mean and damaging things to you.
However, beloved, your past does not define you!
My heart pours into yours being a sister in Christ filled with compassion and understanding. You may not hear just how radiant and valuable you are, but you are! Your life does matter and the world needs what only you possess. I appreciate how precious you are and everything you’ve taught me.
Thank you for teaching me how important God’s Great Love is!
As I turned the corner, our eyes met up; yours filled with shame, mine filled with joy and delight. You see, God answered my prayers. Your life means more to me than we dare to understand. I get you because I’ve been there. Felt that! Lived that!
God doesn’t want you crawling back into your shell. God wants to pour love into you and breathe life back into your dry bones. His Great Love! Our paths crossed so you might understand somebody sees you and that you’re not alone. You are being offered warmth and acknowledgement from a heart filled with love and compassion.
I understand it’s hard to trust others when you’ve been rejected, but grab a hold of the loving hand extended. You don’t have to hide any longer in fear or rejection. You no longer have to invite people into the inner parts of your heart that offer more sabotage and seduction than support just to exist.
I may have never been homeless living on the streets, but I was just a paycheck away from it for many terrifying years being a single parent. We relate because I have lived through the chaos and poor decisions leading up to homelessness. I’ve experienced what it’s like being alone and abandoned.
God has placed people along your path who will treat your heart with care.
Understanding what hopelessness and paralyzing fear does to a beloved through attacking thoughts of not being enough and the shame that accompanies those lies is intense.
Beloved, there’s no shame in our game; Jesus is His Name! Nothing you did cannot be forgiven. Receive the forgiveness as a strength, not a weakness.
God promises double for your trouble (shame) in Isaiah 61:7!
When we embraced, I could feel your desperate hold due to fear that turned cold. You shivered and hung onto me like an addict needing her fix. You grasped for air as your face was buried into my chest with tears that drowned and overwhelmed your soul. I am forever dressed in your tears that permeated my own soul.
Your hopelessness mirrors the darkness that exists due to a few bad choices and decisions. We all make mistakes. God will turn your ashes (pain and mistakes) into beauty if you will let go and learn from Him through them.
God wants us to run this race victoriously all the way to and through the finish line. He fights for us by sending support from others who will speak words of life, love and encouragement. A new family! ♥♥♥
Embracing God’s amazing grace offers us hope by guiding us out of the darkness with His strength. You don’t have to go at it alone. That’s why He crosses our paths with other beloveds. That’s the light that will help guide you out of your darkness!
I am trying to love and emulate what Mother Teresa said about giving: “It is not about how much we give, but about how much love we put into giving.”
I don’t understand why we’re so reluctant to reach out and extend a helping hand to those who are in need, but maybe it’s just fear.
I admit, there are times when I encounter others in need and I act like I’m blinded to it. I either don’t want to be inconvenienced or feel what little I have to offer really wouldn’t help much. Truth be told, that’s a sinful act of omission; failing to reach out and do good by helping another.
Jesus commanded us to be on the lookout for such needs by showing compassion and pity without expecting anything in return. 1 John 3:17 says, “If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him?”
Serve Without Reserve
At least you looked at me and we shared a smile!
I wish we could bottle up all the love and grace that is extended to us before it disappears. I’m praying many others will choose to mirror the kingdom of God this side of heaven through choosing to serve without reserve.
Give Until It Hurts
When we help others, we live out what Winston Churchill said, “We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.”
I stood there shocked in disbelief. Every single one of the doctor’s words spoken were unintelligible, framed in slow-motioned lip slices to this mama’s hemorrhaging heart.
When our world turns upside down AND implodes!
Hearing tragic news literally jolts your world. It scars and cuts like a knife. It shakes and rocks your world more violent than a 7.5 earthquake.
The doctor’s rushed encounter causes sheer terror. Extreme panic and shock sets in. Only divine and supernatural intervention can restore.
Your hands cup the disbelief along with salty tears released from the ducts of Hoover Dam. You collapse to the ground because your weight becomes too much to bear by yourself.
As your body folds onto the cold cement floor of the E.R. doorway, your focus zooms to the feet scurrying by and the relentless, torturing, alarm sounds going off from medical devices sustaining lives triggering major PTSD.
Code Blue, Room 2!
The coolness from the floor can’t compete with what’s burning through your heart and mind. The branding sears, “Code Blue, Room 2; Code Blue, Room 2.”
My mind races back 25 years as I cradle this beautiful blue-eyed baby boy with the sweetest white hair that I spiked up like Bart Simpson.
The joy this mama’s heart pondered hearing what a beautiful baby he was from those passing by; though their initial reactions were that he was a girl because he was such a beautiful porcelain-skinned doll. It didn’t matter, he was my beautiful baby. He was God’s medical miracle.
Cradling him back and forth became a coping mechanism that would offer him comfort throughout his life.
Setting them free…
I wish I could go back and hold him forever as I squish and caress his porky feet.
Only us mamas can appreciate our infatuations with our children’s feet.
Dislike feet? Stinky and gross?
Me, too. That is, until I gave birth to my children.
Suddenly two feet layered in Red Wings and blue slip covers slide into my uncharted pool of tears. I’m agitated because they’re occupying my “personal space,” even though I lay dormant on the hospital’s floor.
After hearing repeated “Ma’ams,” this fully bearded, piercing dark eyes and haired man wearing a white kippah squats down and squares me right in the face. His lips begin to move, but I can no longer make sense of anything after the explosion of tragedy hit my brain.
I laid there comatose until his physical touch stroking my hair away from my face did my senses start to re-emerge.
He offers to help me up, but due to the paralysis from all the fear and dread and the lack of courage to face reality, he scoops me up into his arms instead and pulls me out of the deadly traffic jam in front of Trauma Room 2.
No sooner than hearing the beat of another’s heart, my eyes fell laser-focused onto the huge lifeless squishy feet hanging over the hospital gurney as many doctors and nurses were performing CPR, inserting tubes and IV’s into my lifeless blue son.
The adrenaline from the broken heart leaped me out of the chaplain’s arms and off the floor as loud battle cries from heaven wailed, causing the medical team to pull the curtain closed.
The chaplain catches me again, pulling me away from the room.
When your visualization is a lifeless baby boy, who may be 6’5″, but who is blue and not responding to medical attention being rendered, your eyes and mind focus intuitively on what’s outside the drawn curtain for survival.
You frame each second onto the surroundings; his blood on the floor, the fluid bags and needle wrappings and the horrible sounds coming from the trauma team who is now holding your baby boy as long as it takes.
God’s Great Love reaches down to hold me tight through this amazing Jewish Chaplain named Joe. God comforts me through Joe saying, “I’ll hold you as long as it takes”along with scripture from Deuteronomy 31:6:
“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”
God was faithful in sustaining me. His words are branded forever in my heart and mind, “I’ll hold you as long as it takes.”
And through a life that’s cleaved to those beautiful words, even when there hasn’t been an expected and good ending, I trust my Father God to pick me up and carry me through every tragedy and loss that comes my way.
As far as this 6’5″ baby boy, his striking blue eyes still pierce this mama’s heart with love and strong, yet tender, hugs. This day ended well!