Monthly Archives: January 2017

January 5, 2017 QuietHeart


“He awakens Me morning by morning, He awakens My ear To hear as the learned. The Lord GOD has opened My ear; And I was not rebellious, Nor did I turn away.

For the Lord GOD will help Me; Therefore I will not be disgraced; Therefore I have set My face like a flint, And I know that I will not be ashamed.” Isaiah‬ ‭50:4-5, 7‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

Good morning, QuietHeart. 

There are wild stories and anxious, ridiculous thoughts that you tell yourself about what could be, or might be, or probably is. Our thoughts can turn on a dime and be our brightest fuel or our worst enemy, right? Please, tell me it happens to you, too … !

Healing from run-away thoughts is hard work. It is a slow … very slow, process. 

Here is the truth, Believer: filter out 

-all the raging emotions, 

-the to-do lists, 

-and the what-if’s, 

and you will find, already assigned to you, a simple space beyond chatter and clamor. 

In that space is your deep-knowing: 

                     all is well.  

In the very moment you choose to lay it down, you find you are 

in His love,  

and in His resolve, 

and you have The Sustaining Partner as your fuel. 

The only fuel you need. 

When we are in battle to hold everything together for ourselves … for everyone else … especially when battling for very long periods of time, the enemy has a heyday and wraps us up in an addiction of anxieties…weird and wild and self-inflicted addictions … the addiction of relentlessly trying to fix broken parts and broken people that not yours or mine to fix. (!)

But, when we choose to:

“Ang, lay it down. Set it at the foot of cross, and leave it there.” (Thanks, Dad, for that.)

Well, that’s where healing happens. Not in ways you might expect – but, in the unexpected moments that fall down all gentle-like “ah-ha, yeah, I feel what You just did there, Lord. Thank You.”

And, it has been those moments, the ones that follow that ‘lay it down’ place … I look back – and I see where all pretend fell away, and I was left raw and weeping, and healed in a place … in places … I didn’t even know were broken. 

It was OK. 

It is OK. 

Strangely, beautifully, inexplicably, and very simply, OK. 

I knew in a knowing that goes beyond words that God wouldn’t heal my heart in the way I thought He SHOULD. Instead, He was asking me to trust Him to take this thing – this awful, terrible hurting into a silent place and just be still with it. He asked me to know that He would work in the chambers of my silent space to bring my chaos places to rest if I could reach deep enough to trust Him. Yes, even here. 

QuietOne, lean in. Allow your heart to awaken to the allure of His silencing presence. Give Him space to do the work that is not meant to be yours. It is His. You will find, by backing out of His battle, His Holy Spirit will be freed up to soar in you. Exactly as it is meant to be. 

Wake up. 

Back out of His battles. 


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January 4, 2017 ambrosia


“O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; My flesh longs for You In a dry and thirsty land Where there is no water.” Psalms‬ ‭63:1‬ ‭NKJV‬‬
Good morning, BlessedOne. 

Early hours. Mom (Lynda Coon) blessed me with the gift of gratitude for them. She is a creative soul who goes to sleep at a fairly regular time … after the weather, then wakes in the wee hours where she meets her Savior and together they sew and sort all of the love-founded trials and glories into beautiful pieces. Mostly quilts get sewn through their sessions these days. In turn, we, my brothers and sis’s-in-law and the Coon litters that follow, and many cousins and friends, wrap up in their love labor – Mom’s and the Savior’s – in our own spaces … and do our own sorting with Him. 

I used to hate the “gift” of the early sleepless … ‘thanks, but no thanks, Mother’. Called it a curse, instead. I’d look at the clock at 3 AM, only to moan and fury-fight for sleep to come back. Then pistol whip my anguished-thoughts for losing sleep. Dragging outta bed exhausted. 

When I asked for Divine intervention, I thought I was asking for an all-nighter sleeping potion. But, true to form, The Most High delivered rest in His way. Perspective. ‘Early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, and slipped to a solitary place.’

His Father said, “This way, son. Here is where you’ll find rest. Come to Me.”

God’s providence blows my perspective WIDE OPEN. Early hours are ambrosia hours. And, He welcomes us to meet Him in His abundant place of pages where perfect rest is brushed with angel wings. 
Wake up. 

Embrace ambrosia hours. 


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January 3, 2017 His time. His way. 


“Then he said to me, “This is what the LORD says … It is not by force nor by strength, but by my Spirit, says the LORD of Heaven’s Armies.” Zechariah‬ ‭4:6

Good morning, InspiredOne,

Have you ever felt you were having to force everything? Felt that in order to move and take care of the hundreds of details on your schedule, you had to manipulate everything in your path to make it happen? And, then, it just doesn’t play out the way you hoped?! 

As you enter into the newness of this day, mull over this thought a while … the Holy Spirit is for you and not working against you. He fills you so you can lay the details down and take in what matters most. A thousand actions can’t take the place of one true connection with the heart of another. You can force actions, but by doing so, you force out the natural attraction of the Spirit of the Living God shining through you. Believe in love, Dearheart. Have a reverence for just being you, knowing the God of the Angel Armies will use the you He created for His glory. You have all the strength you need – relax, you will always meet the ones you need to meet – pay attention to the ones with whom you have a natural connection. Let yourself be drawn in to the ones the Most High sends into your minutes. They don’t cross your path by accident. 

Take your eyes off the straight line of your perceived “on a mission, fast-walk”, and instead, follow your Spirit-led heart. I’m not suggesting chucking responsibilities, but simply following the bliss of your joy. When you are in sync with the Spirit, He reflects back to you your true motivation. When you operate from fear, people will repel and scatter. Invite things to happen in His time. In His way. 

You judge people and touch their soul at the same time. We are all about the business of making life better for each other. Ill judgement breeds ill judgement. Love breeds love. Judge on the side of love. Every time. 

Wake up. 

By His Spirit, move. 


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