I am white fire, outlined in vibrant electric blue.
Illuminating the darkness and piercing through to the deepness.
I am living, I am ALIVE, I am real, real, real.
I have a heart that bleeds and beats and thumps and eyes that have seen pain and love and hurt.
I am never going to be the same.
I am furthering the Kingdom of God.
Shining Light into the darkness, leading people out of captivity.
Proclaiming freedom, sharing the good news of salvation.
Ministering the Father's Love.
Walking by the water, leaving footprints in the sand......
dance, dance, dance....

A Heart For Honduras: I am officially home now, but a big piece of me is still in Honduras. I am trying to process all that I saw and heard and felt. My heart is breaking and broken and filled with passion and pain.
I guess I thought that we would be going down to help these poor, brown people find Jesus and get saved and learn to live the "right" way like us. I was going to rescue them from their corrupted lives and their corrupted government and give them polished little boxes of American Christianity.
What I did do was I brought the hungry food, the needy clothing, visited the sick and loved on orphans and children and mommies and daddies and abuelas.
What I received was so much more than a sterile dos...