Jesus, The Baggage Handler

When I was young, I journaled about everything...fears, friends, dreams, Jesus, problems, basketball, FFA, boys, and life in general.  Those days of writing were a lot of documenting my life, and about telling God what was going on, and little about Him speaking into my life. When I was almost 20, I…

Jesus Saw Her, Called Her and Healed Her

For nearly two decades, I had been prayed for numerous times by numerous people to be healed, and had been given many scriptures to stand on, and nothing happened.  I knew I was healed by the finished work of Christ, but my body was not manifesting that physical healing. I knew my part was…