365 Days of Words

Words can build up or tare down. They can inspire or disenchant. For most of my life I have had a love affair with words. Small words, long words, poetic phrases-when reading these aloud my heart pumps with a stronger passion. It beats with a melodic rhythm. If you think about it, Jesus' words are inked in red in the Bible...that's how important words are to the soul.

For 365 days, I am going to write about a single word. It may be a simple one; however, through simplicity people tend to gain the most significant insight. This will be a journey, one I hope you will will travel with me.

Words impact people and people impact the world. Duet 11: 18 notes, "Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads." 

I pray you will walk down the pebble stones of peace this year with me and let words enlighten your heart and allow your spirit to soar!

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Speak Out What You Believe

Words are POWERFUL. In this excerpt, Joseph Prince, talks about SPEAKING out loud the promises of God.  God spoke the world into being. If he spoke this sphere of dirt into being and made it flourish, how much more will he make your life flourish if you speak his promises over yourself!

A Symbol Reformed

Swallowed by the shore, I’m bathing in the dawn.

Life and bread are joined. Hearts now beat as one.

Blood flows freely through me. It warms my veins and soul.

Your majesty latches to me. It stands like a totem pole.

You, my God, are statuesque—a pillar of beautiful bone.

Awesome beyond recognition—your works—fully unbeknown.

Deuteronomy 11: 18-19

Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.

Peddle Harder

My sweet sister, Kristen.

Falling off a bike is a normal occurrence for people. We’re clumsy, dismiss curbs and try to test the limits on the rough street terrain. Tumbling off a bike hurts. We get bruised and bloody, scrapped and scabbed; but, we get over it. It doesn’t faze us. We’re resilient to setbacks. After all, we are human. On most days we entertain the idea we are unbreakable—a piece of china strapped to the deck of a vessel in a sea storm. My sister carries with her every day the concept of collapsing. She knows she is a glass house; but this does not stop her from strapping on a helmet, wrist guards and knee pads. She peddles long and hard with a fear most never have to carry. You see—Kristen has a tumor which has rendered her legally blind. 

Her lack of vision is camouflaged by her confidence and sheer joy radiating from her smile. Raven hair, her stylish bangs cover something my family likes to call her “battle scar.” It stretches from the center of her forehead to just above the top of her right ear. It’s a reminder of the emergency brain surgery, 10 years ago, that altered her life forever in a paramount way.

I find myself longing to see colors the way others see them, Kristen has said to me. The vivid hues in heavy tapestry and pastel flowers that cover wedding cakes, we take for granted—she yearns to see these colors in the fullest spectrum.  Kristen sees the world through altered eyes and this set-back, some might call it, has in-turn seasoned her heart. It overflows with compassion—a compassion unheard of and unbridled. She is the definition of a hero. She exercises superhuman strength daily.

Believe & Give Thanks

Kimi and Ashley at the Macy's Parade.

Psalm 100

Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth. Worship the LORD with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. Know that the LORD is God. It is he, who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.


I cannot explain the excitement I felt watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade for the first time with one of my closest friends, Ashley. As each enormous balloon passed, I was overwhelmed with the grandeur and sheer magnificence of the designs. How could something so large elegantly glide through the air? Thousands of people gathered in the heart of New York City on this magical holiday to celebrate this uniquely American holiday. What a feeling—giving thanks for this great nation, standing in jubilation for the formation of this country where one can exercise true freedom.


As the parade was winding down, it was interesting to me that the last balloons were three stars which had the word “believe” written on them. Although, these stars followed Santa and his sleigh complete with reindeer, I could not help but think how fitting these words are for Christians. Believe. Used as magical, fantastical words, these words are more than that in the Christian faith. I saw these balloons as symbols—beacons, if you will—and reminders that God is at work in the hearts of men nationwide not just in the holiday season but every day.


Though some see this holiday season as a break from the grind of work and a reason to indulge in cookies and hot chocolate, the tiny word “believe” carries weight in my heart this season. We have a reason to “believe.” Though, cliché now, Jesus is the reason for the season is a factual phrase. May we come together and believe this season in Christ, his work and presence in our lives.

Believe balloons at the end of the parade.

More than Peering through the Windows

Surrounded by the dark, I often see illuminated window panes in my life. My body is hidden in the night; however, light cascades on my skin. Desire sets in when I feel the warmth of the Sun. Passion swims in my veins and elation dances in my soul.

God is like the light of the sunbeams. He is the glow of the rays. Camouflaged in black, He wants to expose the crevices of my heart. He wants to make new the wants of our souls. God is the light source. He is the candle in the sunset room.

Reach out to the Sun today. Do not just peer through the windows of the dark room. Find a way to escape the block of space that hinders you. Fly, like an eagle, and find the way to the sunrise of his favor!

Psalm 84:11

"For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless."