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I am sorry for what I said when I was scared

Remember a time when you were really scared, and you just could not think clearly? And I mean, you were really scared. It is not uncommon for someone in that situation to say or do something that they normally would not do. Why is that?  The scripture that I have really been meditating on today is found in Romans 6. I realized that I greatly misinterpreted the scripture when it came to application in my life. The scripture says, “What then? Are we to sin because we are not under the law but under grace? By no means!” (Romans 6:15)  I had twisted it in my mind to believe the lie that, “Jesus saves the sins from before you are sinned, but if you sin when you are already saved, well then, that’s on you because you should know better than to keep taking advantage of his grace.” (That was not my conscious thought, but I realized that a lot of my actions and reactions were based as if that lie were truth).  Y’all, I gotta stop here for a second and preach to myself that th

Wait

“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is an everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40: 28-31 One attribute of the Holy Spirit that I have grown to love is that He seems to never be in a rush. Even in high stress situations, He isn’t rushing. He seems to have no problem waiting for the perfect timing and asks us to wait too. I was talking with the Lord about waiting and this is what He spoke to my heart. “Anxiety, depression, fear, loneliness, drunkenness, lust, they don’t know how to wait. They might wait for a while, but once they see that you aren’t ceasing to

Let the Redeemed of the Lord tell their Story

God is an author. Of course that is a word I have heard used to describe the Lord a few times. Yet, the longer I follow Him, I start to see moments of faith come full circle. Those are the moments where I see the most the unique story writing abilities of our God. This summer I spent ten weeks at a middle school church camp. This is the camp where I have experienced both some of my best and worst moments. Camp is easy, except for when it’s not. As routine as the days were, my roles for each week switched up just enough that I can honestly say that I was challenged by something (in a good way that helped me grow as an individual) each day. The thing that makes camp totally worth it, though, are the countless number of Jesus moments that I experienced or witnessed day in and day out. Some are subtle, like when the staff worked together so well that we got the dishes done soon enough to have time to take a nap before heading out to afternoon rotations. Others are more obvious, like

A day in the life

It was Monday afternoon. I was sitting in the back corner of my Pharmacology lecture, my computer open, powerpoint pulled up, doing my best to focus. Truth is, I wasn’t doing a very good job at it.  I don’t have a clue what the lecture was over… something about poop, I think? Anyway, my brain was fried, I had a bazillion things on my “to do” list (or should I say, “soon due” list) and my professor seemed to be speaking another language. An hour in to the 3 hour lecture, I was getting fidgety. I am a very touchy-feely person. I need something my hands can mindlessly play with while my brain focuses. Today, there was a zit on my face. The hands accidentally picked the zit. The zit started to bleed. Uncontrollably. In the middle of lecture. Oh no. I did what any good nursing student would do, APPLY PRESSURE. But it wasn’t subsiding. It was getting little ridiculous and I was getting a little panicked. I needed backup. I quickly and quietly snuck out of lecture and darted for the bathro

If I make my bed in Sheol, You are there

The most precious thing I have ever received is the grace of God. He tells me over and over again that I am Hannah Grace, he shows me grace; grace upon grace. He did not just show me grace as a one-time act when he died a brutal death for me on a cross. Yet even if that was the only time he showed me grace, it would be enough for me to bow down on my face and worship him out of complete reverence & thanksgiving. The crazy thing is, his grace does not stop there. That is what baffles my mind. He gives me more grace. Every. Single. Day. I love Psalm 139. David expresses how intricately the Lord knows us. David states, “You have searched me and known me!.. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it all together…” The part of the psalm that really blows my mind is when David says, “If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!” When I read that, I think, boy! How many times have I literally made my bed in hell and camped out there for a while because I had a

Be Still and Know

Dear God, You've never ever ever told me I have to know what's going to happen. You've never told me I have to do it alone. You've never told me I need to know what tomorrow will hold, where to go when I graduate, who I am going to marry or how I am going to pay for my next semester of college. You've never asked, "Hannah, do you know where I am leading you?" You've never asked me if I know the answers to my tests. You've never asked me my opinion about how I would like my life to turn out ten years down the road. You've never expected me to know anything. And tonight I come to you & this is what you say: Be still and know that I am God. Once I know that you are God, I will know the purpose for my life. I will know where my next meal will come from. I will know who will provide for college. I will know who the love of my life is, and that is You. I will know where you want me to go, when it is time to go. I will know where you are lea