2013 – More to Be!


Nothing says “Happy New Year!” like cleaning out my room and diving in to years of memories! A chore that shouldn’t have taken me more than an hour ended up taking me the better part of the day…and part of the evening as well. Today, on this first day of 2013, I again walked through the years that have led me to where I am.

MemoriesI got to watch myself grow up through years of journal entries and pictures and letters – all of which acting as triggers releasing a flood of memories. Memories allow us to re-live where we’ve been. Some of those things made me smile, and others made me laugh. And still yet, there were some that brought a tug of sorrow to my heart; circumstances and things that have happened that I may never understand fully, and that even now I wish had not come to pass, but have taught me something today.

Upon looking back to those times, I realize that the sorrow in the loss of those things is proof that there was a love in it all. It is a loss because it was loved. I am thankful for all those things that have been loved and lost because they show just how precious each day is. Treasure the people in your life, you never know how long they will be there. When things are good, thank God. When circumstances become hard, thank God that this too will pass and for the beauty that He will graciously bring out of it.

2012 was an incredible year of growth filled with adventures and little blessings. In 2013, I see more to be. My personal challenge is to live each day embracing fully what God has given in it.

“This is the day that the Lord has made, let us  rejoice and be glad in it.”  Psalm 118:24 

What are some of your favorite memories and how do they impact your life today? In what way will you challenge yourself each day this year?

21 Days of Never-the-Same – Day 15


This is what I live by. I recognize that I am called to a higher standard.

I Brittany, am a disciple of Christ

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have Holy Spirit power.

The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made.

I am a disciple of Christ.

I will not look back, let up, slow down, back away or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.

I am finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, colorless dreams, tame visions, worldly talking, cheap giving and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions or popularity.

I do not need to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.

I now live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, am uplifted in prayer, and labor by power.

My face is set, my gait is fast, and my goal is heaven.

My road is narrow, my way is rough, my Guide reliable, my mission clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity.

I will  not negotiate at the table of the enemy or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won’t give up, shut up, let up or slow down

until I have preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up and stayed up for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of Christ. I will go until He comes, give until I drop, preach all I know and work until He stops me.

And when He comes to claim His own,

He will have no problem recognizing me for my banner will be clear.

I BRITTANY, AM A DISCIPLE OF CHRIST!

Pink Prison Doors


I remember some years ago hearing about some of the prisons going pink. It was said that the color pink has a calming effect on people and out of that theory, this was tried out at several prisons to see if it would help to lower the amount of fights that took place. Lately, this has been something I have been thinking about in terms of how often do we get comfortable in our bondage?

We can make our home in spiritual bondage. We plaster the walls and decorate our cell until it looks like a decent living space. We convince ourselves that for as long as we stay there, we are okay. Sometimes we are there so long that we forget what the world is like outside our little prison-home.

This summer, along with the church book club I read a personal favorite of mine –Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers.  Redeeming Love is such a powerful story based on the Old Testament book of Hosea told in a modernized format. I am amazed how beautifully Francine captured the emotion and truth throughout this book. One line from this book haunted me for weeks and it brings me back to the pink prison doors:

“Would you have her hang on her cross forever?”

For Angel, the main character, she was chained to her past – a life filled with unspeakable horrors. She was delivered, but the physical deliverance did not free her mind. She was so stuck in the shame of where she had been, she didn’t realize that she was free. Her husband Michael tells her this: “You’re free. You just don’t know it yet.”

It is like those pink prison doors. We get comfortable in our bondage. The door could be open but we never walk out because freedom can be scary sometimes. The familiar can feel safer than the unknown.

As Angel returns to her past life, I realized the weight carried in the words: “Would you have her hang on her cross forever?” And that is even when healing comes to your heart, sometimes you have to go back still in order to move forward. Even after healing comes, sometimes the mindset still is where you have been, or who you were. It may be true that the pain is not as prevalent as it was, but you still don’t see how you “fit” in the place that you are now. You are tormented in paradise because you know that you do not deserve to be there.

Going back allows you to see that the you who has been transformed by love does not belong in the past either. It brings a shift in thinking and a recognition of redemption.

In choosing to risk and step out your heart is transformed by the love of God.

Are you surrounded by pink prison doors? Listen for the voice of God calling you out. God’s best for you lies not in the familiarity of your bondage, but in the adventure that freedom brings to you.

Do you want to be free?

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