• Heart,  Writing

    What God Showed Me in the Woods

      As of this writing, our family and my brother in law’s family are settled in at the farmhouse. What we thought was a few days at the farm for spring break turned into an indefinite stay. One day I felt the need to escape for a bit. With 12 people under roof—sometimes—you just need to hunt down some quiet. There is a stretch of woods on the farm where the tall pines grow in neat rows. The grass comes up bright green in this area and once it reaches a certain height the cattle are brought in for the buffet. I sat under a tree to enjoy some quiet…

  • Harvest,  Health,  Heart,  Home,  Writing

    Preparing for the Pandemic- Corona Virus

    I wanted to post today, to address the fears and anxieties over the Corona virus and how to prepare for it. We at The Hallelujah House have been busy preparing our homes and children for the virus as we would a hurricane coming into town. God speaks in His word to His followers on being prepared, but this does not mean preparing in anxiety or out of a place of fear. We need to recognize that fear is in opposition to faith and is a tool of the enemy. Do not wander into Satan’s camp by acting out of fear. Being prepared for troubles is wise.  Being prepared puts you…

  • Harvest,  Heart,  Writing

    Is Assisted Suicide Merciful?

                                                                                          The year after my sister passed away from breast cancer, my life aligned alongside a woman named Vanessa diagnosed with brain cancer. Walking with Vanessa seemed surreal at times, like a scratched record repeating the same sad phrase over and over. I often wondered why God placed my life on repeat, witnessing the same victories…the same defeats…the same end. Vanessa, like Tricia, lost her faculties one by one, the ability to see, eat, speak, walk, or swallow. Vanessa passed away on August 20, 2018. She was only 34 years old.             Both women surrendered not only their lives but placed their deaths under God’s authority. I mention these…

  • Harvest,  Health,  Heart

    The Silence of Suicide in the Church

    “My heart is severely pained within me, And the terrors of death have fallen upon me. Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, And horror has overwhelmed me. So I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest. Indeed, I would wander far off, And remain in the wilderness. Selah I would hasten my escape From the windy storm and tempest.” Psalms 55:4-8 (New King James Version)   Sometimes it’s not about wanting to die, it’s about not wanting to live with the pain. As the lead pastor of Inland Hills Church in Chino, California, Andrew Stoecklein began suffering from full-blown…

  • Harvest,  Heart,  Writing

    Wednesday’s Word

    “For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ.” Galatians 1:10 English Standard Version. Today’s word is reflective of our theme in March. We at The Hallelujah House have decided to devote a month to writing articles regarding hot topics in our current culture. We realize not all readers will agree with our position, but we hope to create an environment that encourages healthy conversation over the issues we present. We do welcome healthy debate or encouragement by way of comments. Some of our topics will include, abortion, assisted suicide, vision boards…

  • Harvest,  Heart,  Writing

    Who Do You Say That I Am?

    He’s different—always has been. The type of guy who goes against the grain most of the time but can fall victim to peer pressure. My son, Christian, has had to work harder than the pack at everything from football to Algebra. For what he’s lacked in book smarts, he’s made up for in courage and earthy ingenuity. He’d survive in the wilderness, and if need be, step up to lead others out; but instead of Moses, he reminds me of David in the Bible, and a bit of wild-spirited Tristan in the movie Legends of the Fall. He’d want to kill the bear, but out of respect for such a…

  • Harvest,  Heart,  Writing

    We’re Not Created Equal

    I’d always vowed I’d never marry someone who thought I should be subservient. I wanted to be equal with my spouse. I didn’t want to do all the duties traditionally seen as “women’s work” alone. Today, I’m so thankful I have a husband who helps me, encourages me, and supports me. After being married for 10 years, I’ve realized that it’s okay to have “woman” and “men” duties, as long as you’re always offering to help each other out. God tells us to be Christ-like, and I believe it is often hardest to be so with our husbands because we are so comfortable around them. Sometimes, we can get caught…

  • Heart,  Writing

    When Jesus Becomes Less Like Me

    I’m writing this from my hotel room in Tiberias, Israel. My husband, Jay, surprised me for my 50th birthday with a trip to Israel. I’ll admit, I feel bit spoiled albeit grateful, and blessed to be here. The night Jay and I arrived we decided to venture out in the dark and walk around the streets of Tiberias. Foreign food smells filled the cool air, exotic music and street vendors all called out “American’s! I work you a deal.” Further down, we land on the steps of an ancient ruin that looked like an old church of some sort, but I couldn’t read the sign it was written in Hebrew.…

  • Heart,  Writing

    God Doesn’t Need Us

    This morning Bella’s Transitional Kindergarten class delivered the chapel message for the lower school at The First Academy. Dressed in chef hats and aprons, Bella and her class acted out a skit that explained our part in God’s kingdom. The Master Chef—a boy named Kipton—played  the role of God. He asked all the other bakers to join with him in baking a cake. Another student stepped forward, “But you don’t need us to bake the cake, You’re the Creator of the Universe You can do it all by yourself.” “God” explained, “I don’t need you, but I want you to partner with me.” (that was the message—not exact wordage.) They…

  • Heart

    God Answers Prayers in Unexpected Ways

    My Toyota Scion sped pass the “Welcome to Maryland” sign. I’d been driving over twelve hours from my home in Orlando, Florida. Finally, my GPS announced I’d arrived. I pulled into the driveway and stared at the house I’d now call home. I resented the move—this disruption in my life—but I’d lost my job due to an economic crash. I’d spent months praying and sending out resumes to no avail. Until one day I received an offer for a design position. The only problem…the job would require a move to Maryland. My heart sank at the thought of leaving life-long friends, family, and the only town I’d known as home;…