Like Never Before

My youngest son found a tiny acorn on a recent hike. I took a picture because I love  what the acorn represents. Potential. New Life. Growth. Possibility. Greatness.

In fact, I envision a huge oak tree with glorious roots that last for generations. I see the potential for new life and huge possibilities in the little acorn.

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Are you aware of the miracle of the acorn?

The acorn falls to the ground in the autumn months and takes root during the winter. The larva within the acorn is jolted from it’s shell and begins to create roots within the soil. Few acorns grow to fruition as there are many obstacles that can cause the process to end. Animals may choose the acorn as cuisine. The acorn may become too soft or rot before it can grow. Whatever the reason, few take root. If the acorn survives and takes root, it must dig it’s way 5 feet deep into the soil! And if it survives, takes root, and grows into a mighty oak tree: generations of future trees, animals, and people will glean of it’s magnificent and full glory! 

Oh, to be like the acorn!

To grow through obstacles. To become our potential. To plant deep, yet healthy roots. To bring forth new life. To create a legacy that lasts generations.

The potential is there. For all of us. Sometimes, it simply takes an acorn to show us the way. To serve as a reminder of who we are and who’s we are. To remind us that our potential is great and that our Heavenly Father is cheering us on in every one of our endeavors.

It’s never too late to BE MORE like never before. It’s never to late to be like the acorn. To grow deep roots and create a legacy for our children and future generations. As children of God, we have been commissioned as a team. Each of us has a unique purpose and an incredible plan for our lives. And what’s absolutely amazing is that each unique purpose serves as a piece to a puzzle, creating the overall grand and complete picture of greatness.

Did you catch that?

Our unique purpose works in harmony with every other plan and purpose within the universe. We have been given a creative mind that works congruent with other creative minds.

Breath that in!

How great to know that we are never in competition with one another, but rather, created to be a team. Together, we learn. Together, we grow. Are you catching the vision? Do you see your potential?

What dreams have you placed aside for a season? Do you have a vision and a plan to pursue them? What is stopping you? 

The time is now! Let’s GO!

I Screamed at God and He Listened

I screamed at God.

Tears streamed down my eyes as I entered into full-blown panic attack mode.

I swore at God too.

I screamed at God and He listened

I drove my car toward the beach, sat at a red light and wondered if others could see my tears. I wondered if the driver next to me had also sat at red lights while screaming at God, tears streaming down their face. I wondered if this would be my life forever. I felt stuck. Alone. Devastated. Hurt. Emotions that can only be deeply felt and never accurately described.

“I CAN’T  $%#@**$ DO THIS ANYMORE!!! I can’t do this. Why aren’t you listening?! God, I need your help! WHY are you allowing this to happen?!!! I CAN’T %$#&* DO THIS ANYMORE!!!”

I screamed between breaths, beating on my steering wheel, broken, beat down, and ready to run away.

I wanted God to immediately intervene and fix my situation. Right then and there.

The truth is, God wanted more from me. He wanted all of me.

He wanted my full surrender.

The truth is, I wasn’t there yet.

The truth is, God created me to be his greatest work and he saw me at the finished line as his most spectacular master piece.

The truth is, he wanted my story to be a glory story, not a victim story.

The truth is, I heard a whisper in my ear that night,

“One day your story for my glory.”

And that would take some gardening in my heart and soul.

Pruning, watering, sunshine, growth.

The truth is a glory story leaves no room for blame, finger-pointing, offense, nor defense.

God’s glory story is about love, redemption, surrender.

God’s glory story is always a happily every after for every character written on every page within every chapter of our hearts.

It begins the moment we turn the page of our ugly chapters and declare:

My story for your glory. God, I’m ready for you to do your work in me.

Today, I’m gardening with God. And it’s the most beautiful adventure of discovering holy spirit treasure, hidden deep within the confines of my heart, soul, and mind. It’s a journey and a daily surrender.

The truth is, I’m still in process.

What are you discovering in this season? Have you uncovered your treasure? Have you discovered the treasure in others? Are you in the process of gardening? Together, we learn. Together, we grow. Together, we are getting better at love.

The truth is, he wanted my story to be a glory story, not a victim story.

Going on a Treasure Hunt

Today, I had the amazing opportunity to write about a subject that is very close to my heart. I titled it: Going on a Treasure Hunt, 5 Truths I Learned about God in Parenting my Boys.

Please visit Sacred Stories, to read my story and let me know if you can relate. Thank you, Courtney for allowing me to guest post on your beautiful blog. Truly an honor and privilege to be part of a project that inspires grace, love, joy, and hope. All words that make my heart leap with glee!

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.(1)

Politics Schmolitics: Where’s the Love?

Are we so intent on being right, that we are willing to hurt the hearts of others?

I don’t want to be right if being right takes the place of showing love, forgiveness, grace.


Are we so determined to win at all costs, that we are willing to destroy our own peace of mind?

At what point to we put down the dagger and determine to win with love?

True Love.

The truth is: love wins.

Love always wins.

But I think that too often, we forget what love is.

Love is gentle, kind, keeps no records of wrong.

Love is not jealous or boastful.

Love seeks to honor everybody.

Love is not easily angered.

Love perseveres, gently.

I am still learning this love thing. It’s a process. But I’ll choose love over and over and over again. And I do believe our souls recognize beautiful love. Authentic love. True love. We see it, feel it, hear it, seek it.

What is love to you? Are you actively pursuing it? Are you allowing love to pursue you?

Look up. Look around you. Look at the child beside you. The butterflies that fly by you. The birds that sing to you and the ocean that roars to a harmonious beat. Do you feels love’s embrace? Smile with me, love’s got you.

Love wins. Love always wins.

Child of God: Come OUT of THAT Cave!

In the past, when I didn’t feel safe, I hid. Serious Elijah style: In a cave! No, I’m not coming out. It’s safe here. Gossip. Talking behind my back. Assumptions. Betrayals. All things that make me feel Unsafe. I find Elijah’s story rather humorous, simply because I can relate. Elijah had a cave. I have my house, room, bed: Places where no one will find me.


“What are you doing here, Elijah?” The Lord asked.

If that was me, I would have given my own excuses, blame, victim story. But it all boils down to feeling unsafe. Fear. Forgetting that God is the great I AM. He knows all. He sees all. He cares for each of his children the same. EXACTLY, the SAME. And regardless of our humanity, choices, actions, mistakes, good intentions: Creator God loves us. He is near to us. He waits for us. Arms wide open. Always.

I know this, because He is a father.

The soul desire of a father’s heart is to be near his children. To delight in them. To celebrate them. To laugh with and to listen to them. And while we are in our own hidden caves, he bends down and whispers to us: I love you. I see you. I know you. Take my hand and come out of that cave!

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He will cover you with his feathers.
He will shelter you with his wings.
His faithful promises are your armor and protection.

Have you ever had an Elijah moment or season? How did God bring you out? This is healing season! Together we learn. Together we grow!

Offense: Be Gone! This is Freedom Season

Today I allowed myself to be hurt and offended.

I knew immediately what God was asking me to do.

“Invite me into the broken place. The hurt. The fear. Invite me into the place you need healing. Daughter. You are mine. I love you. Ask. And it is done.”


Often, the place of offense is the point where we need deep healing.

Offense causes us to want to hit back. To want to hurt others where we’ve been hurt. But there can be no offense where there is healing. God is inviting us into a place of stillness with him. The Bible says ‘be still and know’… The original hebrew root for be still is also Let Go.

God is good. All the time.

To all of us. ALL. And he works in each of us. EACH.

He is calling us out of offense and into healing.

The opposite of offense includes words such as joy, pleasing, happiness, love, cheering, pleasure… all life affirming and life giving words for ourselves and others.

This is why it’s time to be free and to walk in freedom! When we are free, others will be free. Can you relate?  

This is freedom season

For ALL of us. We are family. Children of God. We are learning how to be brothers and sisters:

Forgiven & healed!

We are sons & daughters of the same Father. We are called to live powerfully with love and in humility. We are called to allow others the same.

What we are freely given, we freely give!

ALL ♡ Honor God ♡ Honor others ♡ Privately & publicly ♡ Offense has no place in our lives. We are free! 

The time is now. This is Freedom Season!

Mompreneurs: Rise Up!

I have noticed a recent trend. Moms are supporting other moms in their goals and endeavors. They are dreaming big and their businesses are successful. Mom owned companies and non-profits are on the rise.


Further, moms are joining online networks and support groups where they share wisdom and learn from each other. They are also joining groups to mingle with like minds at coffee shops and breweries. Together, they discover what works in business and what might not. Business cards are passed around and mental notes are made about organizations they may work with in the future.

Online businesses run by moms are trending as well. Whether moms are using Instagram or Facebook to create their brand, they are getting creative at promoting online.


Do you see where I am going with this?

With mom owned businesses on the rise, now is the time to cheer each other on and help each other succeed. How can we encourage the success of other moms? Hire moms to help you in your own company. For example, hire a friendly mom photographer to help promote your business. Hire your favorite mom web designer. You might also choose to promote your business on a mom blog network that will catch the eyes of other moms such as the one I write for, San Diego Moms Blog.

I for one, am glad that moms are not sitting around gossiping about other moms. I’m excited to see the trend of moms reaching towards their business goals and supporting each other in the process.

Do you have a business idea, but aren’t quite sure where to begin?

Why not hire a mom who has her own life coach practice to help you move forward? Hire a mom who knows social media to aid in your online presence. Whatever you do, don’t stay stuck. Now is the time to reach for your dreams. The Mom Tribe is ready and willing to help. Reach out. Ask questions. Let’s do this thing together!

Don’t you love a team effort?

Together, we learn. Together we grow. Together, we win!

9/11 Taught us to Love

Mommy: Why are those people jumping from the building?

Those words stand out to me more than any others from that day. My 3 year old seeing horrors, affliction, suffering, sadness. All caused from hate.

That day our lives changed. All of our lives changed. And we were each given the opportunity to choose whether we would cave into our fears. Or learn and grow towards love. 9/11 was scary. Incredibly scary. And THAT is exactly the point of terror. Terror is devised to terrorize others into submission. Terrorize others until they give into their fears. Freeze people into a state of nothingness. Fear wants us to remain voiceless. Fear wants us to hide and to remain invisible. Fear works to divide, destroy, and conquer.


Love and fear cannot co-exist.

9/11 caused me to stop, reflect, and to feel (all the feels). Further, I made a vow to myself. I would NOT teach my children to fear, hate, nor stay away from those culturally, religiously, financially, nor humanly labeled different than us. And I would teach my children to make a conscious decision to get to know those our culture may have taught us to fear. We would listen to the stories of the “others”. We would seek to understand.

Most important, we would seek to grow into a mindset that does not label humanity as US vs THEM. We are good. THEY are evil. We would NOT fall into the trap of believing THAT political label is evil. OURS is the one claimed by God. God loves US more than THEM. WE are God’s children. THEY are not. We would seek to see people NOT as ‘others’, but as family.

9/11 catapulted me into a mindset in which I would raise my children to choose love.

As human beings, we have not loved perfectly. In fact, we have failed at love often. It has been in our failures that God has shown us HIS perfect love.

Do you know what happens when you get to know: THE OTHERS. THOSE PEOPLE. The ones you are told to stay away from? Do you know what happens when you listen to the stories of ‘the others’? You find out that we are all more alike than we are different. You find out that at the end of the day we all want love and we all want to love.

But of course. We are all children of God.

A God who loves perfectly. We are created in his image. The image of love. And as soon as we all begin to see US and THEM as brothers and sisters:  ALL his children, exactly the same. THEN! We will begin to be world shakers. Love warriors. Truth tellers. Believers in the good of humanity. Because inherently, humanity was created to be love personified.

WE. Are. All. God’s. Children.
Children of God.

Terror did not win.

Terror did not win that day. Fear will not win.
God is love. God will win. and in the end,
God’s love is a win for

WE will not forget the lives lost that day.

Nor will we forget the lives lost in the days that followed. Not American lives nor the lives of the others. ALL the others. WE will not forget. WE will learn. WE will grow.

Love. WILL. WIN.