Truth be told, watching God work in people’s lives through Prayer Resolution (PR) and Immerse Community is addictive. I’m so happy to be back. I finally feel “like myself” again. Which is strange considering how much the last 6 months have changed me.
He loves me with a love that defies logic and reason, a love that extends beyond the limits of the universe, a love that is expressed in the tiniest prairie flower and in the great expanse of many oceans. His love for me is unconditional. It knows no limits.
I truly believe God is a “Way Maker” when there seems to be no way forward. However, I’m what you might call an “over responsible” oldest child. I had always believed, deep down, that if I didn’t provide for me I couldn’t expect anyone else to. God included.
In 2017 Immerse had exactly what we needed ($150 more, actually). It was a crazy year of car accidents, twins, people joining, people leaving, change in focus, and life-changing God moments ...
2017 was a pivotal year for Immerse. We learned a lot about rest, God's redirection, and accounting software ...
Once I’m aware of a hurting piece of my heart, I want it fixed immediately. Otherwise I’m walking around broken and “in process.” No one wants that, right? ...
“I think this could be our new church home.” Nate was hesitant and hopeful as he spoke. Michelle exuberantly replied, “Me too!” A cacophony of “really?!”s and “wow”s followed by the sudden realization that they were moving out of their season of transition and about to settle down into a new church family...
The foundation of my healing journey in giving has been the “tithing sabbatical” that I believe God led me to. Healing my heart by giving it a rest season and protecting it by blocking out guilt-triggering teaching on the matter nurtured the soil of my heart...
Mary sets Jesus down in the pool of sunlight and offers him a toy. His hands, hands that will one day give the blind their sight, are chubby and uncoordinated as they grasp for the simple, wooden toy that Joseph made. Jesus gurgles and sticks it in his mouth. His voice, the one that will one day call Lazarus back to life, has yet to complete the simplest of words...
One of our two babies is pretty calm, relaxed, and easy. The other one I like to call our more passionate child. She will scream to let you know she needs something and requires more creativity and often time to calm, soothe, or placate.
Three-fourths of our donations in 2017 were recurring. That means most of our donations are reliable, predictable, and consistent. This is super great for long-term sustainability and future planning.
I’ve been hearing the whispers of God saying ridiculous things like, “Grow as slowly as possible” and “Be as small as possible.” It sounded like crazy talk at first, but I’m starting to fall in love with those ideas.
God feels very close these days. He’s holding her, wrapped up, snuggled to His chest like a mother holds and snuggles her baby in a wrap carrier. God’s deep Presence in difficult circumstances is showing Mel that He is tenderly committed to the long-haul healing process of body and heart.
Over the many centuries, various schools of thought have been formed concerning the applicability of the Gospel. Who’s in and who’s out? How exactly did Christ’s death cover our sin? What is hell and who goes there? What does it mean that our experience on earth is still hard?
In general, we feel like our life is fairly well balanced. We’re handling the challenges and stressors like we’re adults or something. We have a very full life and often find ourselves talking in amazement at how great everything is. We wouldn’t choose any other way of living.
It’s harder to boldly claim God’s love when things aren’t going well - when your car breaks down, when the relationship doesn’t work out. It’s so easy to feel abandoned. To wonder why God has left - why He has betrayed you.
Some of the best things in life also happen to be the things that require the hardest struggle. Kids are the obvious object lesson, but the not-so-obvious is the wholeness of our hearts. Christy’s commitment to her own heart-health through this journey is an example worth following.
I wasn’t sure it was God. It was mostly just a vague impression or random thought that didn’t want to go away. But, I’ve learned to trust that annoying nudge. In the end, God isn’t going to fail to provide for me because I was too darn generous and willing to help some people out in my community. God’s resources are unlimited! I’m always as rich as all the promises of God.
Like the woman in the story, I, too, don’t want to meet God having carried much of my heart in shadow. I don’t want God to have to eavesdrop on a conversation with a friend to know what is really going on in my heart.
The more I allowed my heart to connect to God the more peace flooded my heart. It's a strange thing to be at peace and wildly uncomfortable at the same time.