Not Unredeemed

… living the beautiful tension between what is, and what will be …

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Time. It’s what spans the distance between two points. The craving out of space. Patience. Time is the grace that fills the waiting as life journeys between two points.  “Time” – was this week’s Five Minute Friday writing prompt, and something the Lord has been teaching me about lately.

Letting time be the space for God to work isn’t something I’m always good at. I want instant miracles and life changes. Not processes and journeys. Yet time and space is the greatest gift the Lord is giving me, and that I can give Him. For:

“He is not slow concerning His promises as some would count slowness, but is patient toward you…” 2 Peter 3:9a

He is not only patient toward me, He is FOR me. In the waiting, in the process, and in the journey. It seems at times life is less about reaching the distance we are traveling too and more about the time it takes to walk there.

It’s in the space of walking that we can come to know the Father. To learn to walk with Him, to co-labor with Him toward the destination or promises.

As much as I long for instant miracles and healings, if they all came instantly to me, I would miss relationship. Miss gracethe opportunity to know the Lord here. In the Now. I’d miss learning and experiencing the wonder of how He moves. And watching Him slowly shift and change me. There is a gift of intimacy that can only be found in time. A faithfulness that can only be discovered in the ‘agains’. And a confident grace and beauty only found in the proving and walking.

Giving God the space and time to work is part of the relationship of grace and space can be our greatest gift back to Him.

In her book on Advent, Ann Voskamp writes:

“Now, here, in this juncture of time and space, God chooses the inconceivable – grace. And conceives Himself to deliver grace into the world. Conceive: It’s not passive, but an active verb. It’s root in Latin means nothing less than ‘to seize, to take hold of’. When grace conceives in you, you take hold of God. When you are a space to receive whatever the will of God is in this moment AS GRACE, you take hold of God. You most take hold of God when you simply receive Him in this moment of taking hold of you.”

What if our greatest gift is not our gifts, but our surrendered yes to be a space for God to conceive and birth things in us? And in our relationship with Him? What if the greatest gold conceived in us through the journey is knowing Him?

“He has made everything beautiful in it’s time. Also He has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God as done from beginning to the end.”

I don’t know how most of my journey’s and adventures with the Lord will end, but I know that they are and will be beautiful. And if we knew the ending to every adventure, wouldn’t it rob us of the beauty to be discovered as we journey? And what of eternity?

John 17:3 says that: “now this is eternal life – that they know you, the one true God, and Jesus Christ whom you sent.”

Eternity is in our hearts so that we can know the Lord by walking with Him, and not just in the big moments when He moves visibly, fulfills the promises or answers our questions. Those moments are about knowing Him too, but all our moments can be His. Part of the miracle is knowing Him as He works, not just when He does.

Solomon continues

“ I perceived that there is nothing better for them than to be joyful and to do good as long as they live; also that everyone should eat and drink and take pleasure in all his toil – this is God’s gift to man.” Ecc. 3:11-13

To take pleasure in time, is God’s gift to us. And ours to Him.

Will we receive that pleasure? And will we give Him space and time to work without resenting Him for it?


Grave Cloths

Up he came, stumbling out of the murky grave into the blinding sunlight. Alive. Four days dead, the grave clothes stank of death, mold, and body odor. Layer by layer he was unwrapped, awakening to a fullness of life and freedom as each cloth fell away. Not only was he alive, he had been brought back to life. And life resurrected will never loose its awe.

Life ResurrectedJesus said to her, “Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God?” So they took away the stone. And Jesus lifted up his eyes and said, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me.  I knew that you always hear me, but I said this on account of the people standing around, that they may believe that you sent me.” When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out.”  The man who had died came out, his hands and feet bound with linen strips, and his face wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.” John 11:40-44

Sometimes resurrected life is disguised by bound grave cloths. Dreams once dead and now awakening afresh must break through their old trappings. Grave cloths are not meant to hide or disguise hope, they preserve life for the fully glory of God. We must not be afraid to get our hands dirty in the unwrapping of bonds, the walking out of this redemptive love! What the Father breathes life into lives.

If the Lord is breathing life back into an area or dream, don’t fear the smelly grave cloths, or miss the miracle of resurrection hiding beneath them! Unbinding the grave cloths is the gift of opportunity to partner with the Holy Spirit.

Five Minute Friday prompt :: Break. (For more information on Five Minute Friday prompts click here)

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Look – 31 Days of Truth {Day 20}

Every day I ask the Lord for things He has already given me. Why? I’m not sure yet completely, other than I don’t fully understand all that He is.

We ask for His presence – does He not live in us? And promise to be with us?

We ask for His blessing surrounded by 4 walls, running water and people who love us.

We ask for peace and He has given Himself to us already.

We ask Him to fight for us – isn’t He the king we are fighting for?

We ask Him to protect the work He is doing in us – He tells us He is faithful to complete what He has started.

Seems like all I could see was the struggle
Haunted by ghosts that lived in my past
Bound up in shackles of all my failures
Wondering how long is this gonna last
Then You look at this prisoner and say to me “son
Stop fighting a fight it’s already been won”

I am redeemed, You set me free
So I’ll shake off these heavy chains
Wipe away every stain, now I’m not who I used to be
I am redeemed, I’m redeemed

–       Big Daddy Weave

Look. Stop asking. Look around and see what He has already done. I too often fight a fight that has already been won. Lets start

looking to see His presence rather than asking for it,

 look to see His blessing around us,

look to recognize the peace He has waiting for us to grab onto,

look at who wins the battle and never leaves our side,

look to His faithfulness when we are faithless.

Join me in looking at what we already have. Look at Him.

Today’s Tidbit of Truth: We waste so much time fighting for what has already been won, what could He do with us if we looked and saw all that was ours? 

5 Minute Friday Prompt: Look A Friday link with Lisa Jo Baker


A Single’s List

If you knew that you would meet or start dating your Prince Charming or Mrs. Right a year from today – how would you live this last year of singleness? If you knew it would be your last?  I love hypothetical questions that make me think, and this is one that I have been pondering of late. Today’s 5 Minute Friday writing prompt was “join. So will you join me in thinking about this?

Single friends, we want to enjoy marriage and that starts now – singleness is our training ground. What we sow here we will reap in marriage. I want to sow some intentionality. I was reminded by a friend recently that I can serve the Lord in ways now, that I won’t be able to in the next season. How do I spend the time I have now wisely? If I knew I had one year left of being single, I would…..

  • Take a course on flower arranging
  • Take a Zumba class
  • Invest more in relationships with married friends
  • Travel to see siblings that have moved all over the country.
  • Intentionally pour more into several of “my girls”
  • Be less stingy with my time – learn what “lifestyle discipleship” is and an “open door policy”.
  • Read several of the counseling books I never got to
  • Attend educational conferences
  • Be. Rest in the Lord
  • De-clutter  my physical life, but also emotionally
  • I’d stop worrying about “when” and start living “now”
  • Most importantly – pray long and hard about what He wants this year to look like.

The list goes on, but you get the point – we would complain less about being single and would focus more on the time and opportunities we do have. We would stop worrying about “when” we were going to meet someone. But why do we do that now? Time is in His hands – the beginning and the end. Lets live like He knows how long we will be single.  Join me – what would you do if you had a year? One thing I do know – there is not a moment He has entrusted to us that He wants us to waste or drift through.

We have “lists” about what we want in spouses, what about having lists for ourselves of the people we want to become for the Lord’s glory? Singleness isn’t just about wanting or waiting for a spouse, its part of becoming who the Lord wants us to be.  He is the one that transforms us, but we also have to take ownership of that.  Drifting is becoming, there is no neutral ground in life. <— Tweet this. Ultimately it’s about Him -what will you do with the time He’s given to you? Married peeps – you have the hindsight we do not, if you could relive the last year you were single how would you do it? Please share with us in the comments.

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Someday I’ll Dance with You

Someday I’ll dance with you.  But I’m not waiting for you. I’m taking lessons from the Master – you know Him too. He’s whirling me around, and teaching me the dips of life’s ups and downs. I wish you were here. I wish we could practice this dance together – but I will not wait for you.

Some days I’m tempted to sit on the sidelines and mope. But I would never wish that for you. I pray you are learning this dance as well, but I’m not waiting for you.
He beckons me to higher levels, to more complicated steps, the stretching intensifies, but so does the beauty and grace of the dance. He is a partner like no other. I cannot wait for you.Is this dance lonely? Yes, but only when I focus on waiting for you – instead of His face. His face I will seek. I’m not going to wait for you.

Someday I’ll dance with you – there is a time for everything, even a time to dance. But now my time, your time, is to learn that dance. And I will not wait for you now, but instead will learn the dance.  I will not wait for you, but I will watch over His shoulder for you. Because someday I will dance with you.

Dear friends, don’t wait for “someone” to dance with – the dance begins now. The Lord of the dance, now He is waiting for you.


Acceptance – a Different Kind of Risk?

A calculated chance, a faithful act. Risk isn’t always all that it seems – sometimes the greatest risk is doing the thing what seems more like acceptance or resignation than passionate adventure and visible action.

“… this acceptance  I speak of is not passivism, quietism, fatalism, or resignation. It is not capitulation to evil, or a refusal to do what can and ought to be done to change things. It is a distilled act of faith, a laying one’s will alongside God’s, a putting of oneself at one with His kingdom and His will. Continue reading


The Things I do {not} See

My spirit matched the grey cold drizzle of the spring rain that bounced off the dirty wing as I boarded the plane and contemplate all the things in my life that didn’t make sense. I see dead ends and unfulfilled promises, it’s a familiar waiting room. Gazing through the plane widow as we ascend through the clouds this weeks verse reverberates through my soul –“ you establish your faithfulness in heaven it’s self”. The Hebrew root of the word ‘heaven’ used here means both the sky above and the places where celestial beings walk.

The plane levels above the clouds and clear pure sunlight illuminates everything and it’s vibrant rays pierce through the blah in my soul. This is God’s view. This is where His faithfulness is established. There is ALWAYS sunshine above our clouds. Always.  I can’t always see it or feel it below the clouds, but that doesn’t mean it’s not there. Continue reading


Maybe that’s the Point

Empty, void of something, anything. Empty comes with the connotation that there should be an opposite of empty – full, complete. Empty is a longing and a desire for something in the nothing. Empty is incomplete.

I really dislike ‘incomplete’ when it comes to knowledge. I like to know things. I’m a big picture person, needing to see the overview before I can figure out the details. That’s the problem though ‘I’. I don’t like empty and lack of knowledge because then I can’t control the details, work them out or prepare for them. Empty means I need to trust the Lord.

I recently told a friend, “If this happens I got it. Or if the opposite of that happens I got it. But this in-between, the not knowing – it’s killing me! I can’t do the emptiness of the unknown. With quite wisdom she replied, “maybe that’s the point Katie, YOU can’t do it.” But He can.

In my illusion of control I think I can do it when I see the big picture, I don’t need Him. Praise God for the empty! And for a holy God who will not share His glory with another.

5 Minute Friday Prompt: Empty. 5 minutes of unedited writing just for the sheer joy of it. Come join the fun over at The Gypsy Momma



The Lion of Judah roars and we respond. We always respond – we can’t help it. It may be running away in fear, it may be running towards Him in anticipation. The wind of His roar pushes back the sin, motivations and excuses leaving us laid bare before Him. It’s painful. It’s healthy. It’s good. His roar isn’t always scary, He roars in victory over us chasing away our doubts, signaling our enemies we are His. His roar is perspective, it’s protection, and it’s a call. We can answer it or we can run from it but it doesn’t change the fact that He roars, but we have to be listening for it. 
When we only see a picture of a lion roaring it looks a bit like He is yawning to us. It isn’t scary, it doesn’t command a response from us, and we can easily walk by and not hear His roar. We have to experience the live roar of the Lion to changed by it. 
Are you framing the picture of the Lion or are you living with Him? 
5 Minute Friday Prompt: Roar. 5 minutes of unedited writing just for the sheer joy of it. Come join the fun over at The Gypsy Momma

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I almost always see this word as a bad thing. For me it means limitations, that I’m not super woman as much as I want to be. It means I’m human.  I’m learning it means He’s God. I’ve known for years that God is my strength and when I’m weak He’s strong and yada yada yada…. But lately it’s making it’s way from my head to my heart. I KNOW that when I’m tired and at my end – it is my end and the beginning of Him. For all of my tiredness there is an opposite in Him.

Tired of being sick (physically) all fall – tired to the point of not functioning.
Tired of seeing the pain and evil – tired of my heart breaking.
Tired of the Lord revealing things to me I can’t do much about or fix – tired of surrendering it all back to Him.
Tired of fighting my own selfishness.

And yet – I’m thankful He’s not tired of me. For every time my heart breaks, it’s only because His is too.  Fighting my selfishness means that it’s dying. That He is living more. With sickness comes compassion and patience. In revelation comes responsibility to pray – utter reliance on Him. For in the end of my understanding begins His. When my heart can’t take it anymore – His is larger. Perhaps tired is a good thing. It keeps me on my knees.

5 Minute Friday Prompt – Tired. Real, raw unedited writing for 5 minutes. Join us over at the Gypsy Momma.