Flexibility and the ability to cooperate will make one stronger.
Never Write Your Plans in Sharpie
Vulnerable and Exposed
Photo Credit: Grady Glawson She appeared wounded at first. Perhaps she was merely tired, vulnerable. She landed silently upon the fence railing and then glided to the ground just below the feeder. She wobbled a bit as she walked and her wing seemed bent. She looked about her fertively and headed for the patch of …
Announcement!!
Photo Credit: Dawn Estela I am so excited to finally tell y'all my news! I WROTE A BOOK! What a great adventure! Fear is a bully. But with Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust fear will not be the boss of me. God created us to fly!! Book Launch Party Date: Nov. 2nd, 2019Time: 2pm to …
At a Crossroad
Are you at a crossroads? Is your path unclear or uncertain. "Stand at the crossroads and look." Look to HIM, walk in HIS way, and you will find rest and peace!
Finding the Path
On September 5th I shared a dream I had of walking out of the wilderness with Jesus. That post was called Out of the Wilderness. It can be found at https://jamielynsinkwellcom.wordpress.com/2019/09/05/out-of-the-wilderness/ Sometimes we all get a little lost on the pathway. Sometimes we lose the pathway altogether. It is my hope that you will hear …
Out of the Wilderness
Has your path been unclear, insurmountable, or even impossible? You may not see the end of the path, but God does. Hold onto Him and follow His steps!
Masterpiece
You are a Masterpiece created by the Master Artist!
Listen!
Your own ears will hear Him. Right behind you a voice will say, “This is the way you should go.” Isaiah 30:21 I was sitting at a red light. There was no trying to beat it-the light was RED, not yellowish but RED. So, I, being the law-abiding citizen that I am, came to a …
Light
Are there empty places in your life that need to be breathed into? Dark places waiting for the light to shine?
Up in Smoke
The boys glanced furtively around as they gathered their supplies: corn silk, a wild muscadine leaf, and a match. With this they were set. Buck pocketed his portion of supplies and turned towards the old smokehouse. “We can’t go in there.” Cooter said reprovingly. “Uncle Clyde might need somthin’ outta there and catch us.” “What …
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