Friends are Vital for Spiritual Growth

This last Sunday I attended the main service at my church for the first time. Pastor Steve talked about how making and having friends is extremely important to our spiritual growth. We need people to talk to about life: from our family to our jobs to our relationship with God. Our lives can be changed by the people around us, they usually are. Our friends help tell our stories, and we help them tell theirs. Each new person you meet could lead you down a road of endless possibilities and they influence they way we act and even think. Our friends can inspire us to be better people, and they can point out all the good we don’t see in ourselves. I am so thankful for my friends! Especially my very best friends: my mom, miss Hillary and Jesus of course 🙂 but even my friends that I don know as well, they have and continue to change my life every chance they get and they don’t even know it!
I thank God for the people in my life, and I can only hope to be as much of a blessing as you all have been to me.
Much love and blessings to everyone tonight 🙂

Trees Cant Grow In Sand



Friends,
We all know trees cant grow in sand. They wouldn’t survive. Trees need good soil and nutrients to grow.
Honestly, we are a lot like trees in many ways: 
As we age, we grow taller, stronger, and we see many things in our lifetimes. If we are healthy, we are grounded solidly in Christ our Savior, just as trees are grounded solidly where they stand. If we are strong, we rarely waver in the winds of life. We hold onto our foundation with our roots, our very beings. The morning sun shows off our beauty, sunsets mark another day we survived in this world. Each wrinkle on our faces are like the rings in a tree’s trunk: they mark the phases in our lives, and each tells a different story. 
Loved Ones, please join me on this great journey. God is waiting for us. He is reaching down to lift us up higher than the tallest mountains. He holds each and every one of us in His loving arms, we are HIS children. 


Speak to my heart, God.

Its funny how one day the light bulb flicks on 100 watt style. Everything really does happen for a reason. Everything that happens is to bring you closer to my God and Creator. Even the bad stuff. I have complained about my circumstances for so long that I forgot to question the reason why they happened in the first place. My brain has a tendency to override my heart. My logical brain doesnt want to believe that there is a supernatural reason for my suffering. Honestly, it doesnt make sense when you try to think about it logically. Why would a loving and merciful God allow me to hurt? Why would He allow anyone to hurt? I had to tell my mind to just shut up! My heart knows the truth. ITS ALL BECAUSE GOD LOVES ME! Theres no other explanation that could be better than that one. He is allowing me to hurt because it causes my soul, my very being to draw closer to Him. Thats all He wants anyways, is to love on me and you and every single person that was and is and will be. He wants us to know Him, to put in the effort to really get to know Him. I mean, who wouldnt want to? He is the Creator of EVERYTHING after all. He knows that hurting and brokenness humbles me, causing me to be vulnerable in ways I otherwise could not be. He does not waste my vulnerability, He thinks it to be precious. He uses it, takes advantage of it in the most amazing, holy, and outright beautiful way. He holds me in His arms and speaks to my heart. He changes me. Somehow, I just know I am loved, and that I am right where He wants me to be. When I talk with Him, I honestly cant help but get swept up in His presence. I just know He is right here, in my heart and all around me. I just know, theres no other way to explain it. He whispers to me, “Bekah, I love you.” I dont know how to handle myself in these moments. I am completely awestruck by a whisper. It makes me crave Him more and more everyday. It leaves me hungry for His presence. I cling to Him. Then, I realize thats exactly what He wanted all along. He wants me. Not part of me, or the outer layer of me. He wants all of me, so He is free to mold me and use me exactly how He intended before I was even born. I am convinced that with Him, my life will be absolutely, amazingly, beautifully, preciously, exactly the way it should be.