My Savior and King!


He was born in a Manger
To have and to hold
His life much more precious
Than silver or gold
When lo and behold
What a beautiful sight
To all those who traveled
Both day and night
He established His Kingdom
In Heaven and Earth
The greatest gift
His amazing birth!

Who would have known
My Savior and King
The joy of your Salvation
Would make my heart sing
A love so pure
For the world to receive
Yet rejected by many
For they are deceived

Open your heart
And in Him believe
Then turn from your sin
And start living for Him
Jesus was sent
For you and for me
So we could have life
And more abundantly!


Broken Men

Today as I was pumping gas into my car, two men approached me, seemingly intoxicated.  Roland first walked up and completely startled me.  He asked for some change as he stepped a little closer, saying he needed money to get a hotel room for the night.  He explained he had nowhere to go and how he was having a hard time with work and finances.  Standing on alert, I looked him straight in the eyes, knowing he was not being very honest with me.  Asking him to please wait where he was at, I went around to the driver’s side of my car and grabbed the only change I had in my wallet.  Then I grabbed one of the tracks I keep in my car “Finding Peace with God”.  As I handed him the change he thanked me, then I handed him the tracks.  He looked puzzled and asked what the tracks were for.


I began to witness to him about God’s love and why He sent His only Son Jesus to die on the cross for us while we were still sinners.  I continued to explain how God wants us to come to Him just as we are not when our lives are perfect or cleaned up or else no one would ever receive His love and forgiveness because not one person is perfect.  Roland became convicted as I shared with him and confessed to me he only asked for money to buy booze so he can get drunk with his buddy.  He went on to explain how his life was so messed up and that although he didn’t want to hear what I shared, he was glad because he said he needed it.  At that moment I was lead to pray for him.  Lifting his hand to his chest, he gasped “You want to pray for me?!” He was quite shocked and couldn’t believe I was willing to pray with him.  He began to remove his hat and glasses, then bowed his head and closed his eyes.  His buddy Curtis finally approached us as he was watching from a distance.  He too heard the message about God’s love that day.

To some people Roland and Curtis could be viewed as drunks, liars and thieves.  But to God they are broken unsaved men who desperately need a Savior.  It’s His love that pierces the hearts of man.  It’s His love that covers a multitude of sin.  It’s His love that sets us free from condemnation.  It’s by His love that we can walk and live a victorious life in Him!

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”  John 3:16

My First Love

What happened between us?  We were so intimate and close.  Our love and relationship was strong.  We were as one.  You said you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me.  Didn’t I love you enough?  Didn’t I show you how much I care?  I thought you trusted me, gave your heart to me.

Did you really love me?  Wasn’t I enough for you?

You shared your dreams with me, your ambitions, your heart and your passion with me.  When you spoke I listened, but you also let me speak, while you listened.  Our communication made us strong.  All those long walks and conversations we had were so special.  I loved it when you danced with me, especially when you sang to me.  The sound of your voice was so tender and sweet because they were love songs made just for me.  We shared every waking moment together, just you and I.

You had such a willingness and openness to do new things.  What fun and adventure we had together.  The joys and the sorrows.

Now I hardly hear from you.  You visit randomly.  Barely say a word.  You seem to come around for a short time and then you’re gone. What is it that stole you away from me? Is it your job, your family, circumstances or is there another one who’s captured your heart?

Wasn’t I there for you?  To listen to you?  To hold you?  To comfort you?  Didn’t I accept you despite your past and all your pain?

I wanted the best for you and thought I gave you my best.

You see, I desire a relationship that will last, a relationship that will endure, and a relationship that never gives up.  No more one night affairs.  I’m very jealous and don’t want anything or anyone to get in between us.

I still love you and will never stop loving you.  You still hold a special place in my heart.  If you ever decide to come back, I’m ready and willing to receive you with open arms.”

Come back…

I miss you…


Your First Love,


Have you forgotten your “First Love”? He’s waiting for you!

Center of My Life

I have found so much satisfaction and joy in walking with the Lord –

Until we step out of our comfort zone, we will never experience “All” that God has for us.

He must become the “Center of our lives”.

I love the words of this song from Hillsong:

Let my walk speak loud
And my words be true
Let my life be whole
With my eyes on you
Lord I’m stepping out
From the comfort zone
Letting go of me,
Holding onto You

Freedom comes
When I call You Lord
You are Lord my God

You are the centre of it all,
The universe declares in awe
Your majesty
I surrender all
I make you
The centre of my life
Lord, I respond with all I am
you placed in me the song
Of heavens melody
Your Majesty
I live to sing Your song

I have found Your peace
It replaces any fear
You have done it all
I can trust in you
So I’m stepping out
From the comfort zone
Letting go of me
Holding onto you

This is your song, not mine
It is your song that brings healing to this land
This is your song, not mine
It is your song that brings freedom
Freedom comes, when I call you Lord
Freedom comes, when I call you Lord
You are Lord, my God
You are the song
You are the majesty
I live to sing your song
Your majesty
I live to sing Your song

Vision of Heaven

Passing through the hallway I glanced into my nephew’s doorway to see if he was sleeping.  With his head raised staring at the wall, I asked him if something was wrong.  With a worrisome voice he explained that he is unable to fall asleep because of scary images popping in his head.  Kneeling besides his bed I reassured him that Jesus is with him and watching over him and that he had nothing to be afraid of.  Just minutes prior, I had already tucked him into bed and prayed with him.  I let him know I would pray with him again so he would feel comforted.  After I prayed, I asked him to close his eyes and ask Jesus to fill him with good thoughts and show him good things.  To my surprise he answered, “He does”……..

Full of curiosity I asked, “What does He show you?”  “Heaven”, as he smiled.  Oh my, “Really, what did you see?” “A chair.”  Could this be the Throne of God?  By now my eyes are fully lit up, “What does the chair look like?” “It’s BIG.”  “Wow, what else did you see?”  Grinning from ear to ear, “God.”  “Really?!  And what is He doing?” “Sitting on the chair.”   I realized he had been shown something so amazing we only dream or imagine.  “What does he look like?”  “He’s BIG and really white.”  “Wow, did you see anything else?”  Overwhelmed by all these thoughts I visualized every part that he spoke of as if I was there….  “Yes, angels”, still smiling.  “What are they doing?”  As he giggled, “They are all around God.”  “Doing what?”  “Guarding Him.”  By now it begins to hit me like a ton of bricks.  I’ve only read through the book of Revelation several times and the details of ‘The Throne Room’.  How could he know so much?  He is only 5 but what I sensed, this boy has been shown the real deal!  So I ask just for the sake of hearing his answer, “Who told you these things?”  “No one told me”, with the sweetest smile sweeping across his face.  Deep down inside I believed him.  “What do the angels look like?”  “Really white. And heaven is white. Is heaven white Auntie?” full of curiosity.  Thoughts were racing through my head. I’ve only seen a small vision myself of Jesus dressed in a pure, whiter than white robe and two angels standing next to him with huge white wings, I couldn’t see their faces,  and in the background the purest brightest white.  “Tell me more, what else did you see?”  “More angels, lots of them.”  “And what are they doing?”  “They’re singing.”  Blown away and unable to contain it all I pressed for more details but that’s all he could think of at that moment.  Realizing he must be tired I figured I would save my questions for the following day. Surely there was more but I needed to wait.  Then giggling away he said, “I’m going to heaven” so sure of himself and so full of delight.  God must have shown him he was going to heaven.  His finger then pointed right at me motioning back and forth, “And you’re going to heaven”, more giggles.  I was too overwhelmed.  God what else did you show him?  I kissed him goodnight and told him how special he was that God allowed him to see heaven.  He giggled with pure excitement…

That night as I got ready for bed, all I could think about was heaven.  It was so amazing to hear what my nephew saw was exactly spoken of in the book of Revelation, ‘The Throne Room’.

The very next day after work I casually brought up the night before.  “So do you remember anything else about heaven?” His attention was on his toys.  “Tell me about the angels again, what did you see?”  Continuing to play, “Big white white wings but you can’t see their faces.”  “Anything else?” believing new things would be explained.  “Yah”, still occupied.  “What?”  Careful not to place thoughts in his mind, I asked if he saw a light or maybe the sun as I imagined the radiance of God.  He answered, “No, but I see God and He’s Strong, really Strong and Big!”  “What does he look like?”  Reiterating, his focus still not on me, “He’s strong, real strong, and really big.”  “What else?” I thought to myself, he couldn’t have possibly seen his face.  Suddenly he looks at me, his eyes lit up as he smiled, “He’s, bright, bright, bright!”  No doubt he saw the full radiance of God.  “Oh wow and what else did you see in heaven?”  “There’s a table.”  “What kind of table?  Was there anything on it?”  “Yes, a bowl.”  Thinking he said a bull I asked what the bull looked like.  “Nooo, a bowl!”  “Oh! So what was in the bowl?” “Gold.”  This was just more than I could handle.  He spoke so matter of fact as if this wasn’t the first time he saw heaven.  “And there are stars all around the table.  They’re really cool.  But my favorite part is the bowl.  I like the bowl and I like heaven.  I’m gonna go to heaven.”

Have you ever wondered if heaven was real? What does it look like? What does God look like? Is He real?  Revelation 4 speaks of God sitting on the throne and the cherubim and seraphim that stand guarding him day and night, and the 24 elders surrounding the throne dressed in white holding the golden bowls of incense which are the prayers of the saints.  It describes the many angels and how they sing and worship God 24/7.  In the first chapter of Revelation John describes One like the Son of Man whose head and hair were white like wool and Who’s countenance was like the Sun shining in all its strength.  He held the seven stars in His hands which represent the angels of the seven churches.  I challenge you to open your bible and read the account on your own.

Could the brightness of God be so radiant and brilliant that it appears as white?  I believe so.   We can only imagine and hope that the day will come when we will behold God face to face and all His Glory!  Are you ready?

Innocence of Youth

Splattering rain and bursting thunder boomed in the distance….  I was enjoying conversation with family during a visit to my parents home.  With one ear I listened as the chatter and laughter continued and with the other I focused my attention on the activity of the children nearby.  There wasn’t a sound from my 3 yr. old nephew who was entrusted in my care.  Standing up,  I quickly dashed about the kitchen floor shouting his name.  No answer.  My heart began to race…. Where did he go?  Did he wander outside or was he hiding in the house as he so loves to do?

There, he sat in a nearby windowsill, gazing out into the open air.  Why didn’t he answer me?  He knows I do not like being ignored when I call his name.  I watched as he sat so calm and focused.  So deep in thought.  Not wanting to distract him, I quietly ran to grab my camera to capture the moment as he sat peaceful and still, unaware of my presence or was he aware?

As I paused to take the picture I heard, “Come to me as little children and become lost in my presence.”  My heart immediately became overwhelmed by the heart of the Father.  At that moment I just wanted to run into a room, close the door behind me, fall to my knees and weep in the presence of my Father.

His desire is that we be as little children, so innocent without a care in the world.  To be alone with Him.  To hear from Him, learn from Him, receive from Him.  No noise, distraction or busyness around us should be able to steal our focus or attention from the One we gaze our eyes upon.

Life becomes so busy we tend to lose our focus.  There’s no time in a day to put aside and spend time with Him.  We get so consumed with our plans we become disconnected with the plans He has for us.  Jeremiah 29:11-14 says – “For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.  Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you.  And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.  I will be found by you,” says the Lord..

Jeremiah 33:3 says – “Call to Me, and I WILL answer you, and show you GREAT and MIGHTY things, which you do not know.”

Will you stop in the midst of all the busyness and come to Him as a child and sit in His presence?

Wilderness Adventure

Today was no walk in the park.  Literally.  Walking a desert trail in the Sandia foothills for 3 miles seemed like an eternity!  It took 2 hours before I returned to the starting point.

Resting at the first picnic table I saw, I took in a deep breath of fresh air and soaked in the valley view before me.  My intention was to just sit, relax, and enjoy the awe-inspiring scenery.  What the heck.  I decided to take a short walk.  No more than 10 minutes at most.  The path was nice and wide.  Passed by a few hikers and bicyclists.  At the first marker I would turn around and head back. Why not keep going…I continued on the path.  Good exercise and a beautiful day, I could go a little further.  How can I get lost anyway? I had the map in hand from the park ranger.  So further and further I went.  My legs began to get sore.  What was I thinking?!  I’m not your everyday hiker.  I didn’t even warm up, so I wasn’t prepped to go any further.  As I stopped to breathe, I panted, looked around, few more bicyclists raced on by.  Wow!  What stamina!  That’s it!  If they can do it, I can do it!  Onward I went…

Taking a right turn at the next marker, the road began to narrow.  Was I on the wrong path? Was this for bicyclists only?  Up and down small hills and valleys, the road seemed to get rockier and narrower.  Desert bushes and trees were closing in on me.   The path was only wide enough for one person.  The sun seemed to fade but it was still daylight.  Should I have taken another trail, or rather, just turned around?  Wait, I was entering coyote and mountain lion territory!  Don’t they come out to hunt at this time in the evening?

Destined to follow a rough-cut path off the trail, I decided to take a shortcut.  No, no, stay on the main path.  The end must be getting closer.  My leg started to cramp pretty good.  What if it cramped so bad I couldn’t make it back?  So I stopped to rest on a large flat boulder.  There was no turning back.  Every bend in the road took me deeper and deeper.  Afraid it would be dark soon I continued on.  Another hill, another dry creek, up another hill.  Each turn I took felt so close, yet so far away.  Didn’t I pass the last sign that pointed in the right direction?  Another shortcut ahead.  No, stay on the path.  There, I could finally see the sun in view.  I was headed in the right direction.  Coming to a fork in the road, I stopped.  Ok the map should be right.  Another marker.  That was it.  The path began to widen.  Large enough for five people to walk side by side.  Nice and straight.  Although it took me another 1/2 mile to the finish, I realized I finally made it through the rough terrain just as the sun began to set.

God spoke to me on my little journey.  It had been an emotional rough day for me.  Praying all day I asked Him for answers to questions I had.  Near the end of my adventurous walk, He said: ‘The road will become rough at times in your life,  there will be times you feel like you are lost and alone, you will go through hills and valleys, face opposition from the enemy, get bumps and bruises along the way, become fearful, want to give up and not continue on, there will be forks in the road, but always remember, I am with you, I will be your strength and your guide, I will never leave or forsake you, I will show you the exact direction you need to take, just never give up, never turn back and always stay on the path I have paved for you.’

As I overlooked the valley view, I stood and paused, choking back my tears as I felt the sun shining upon me.  ‘Now turn around and look where you came from.  You made it through!’

Philippians 4:13 – “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”