Fingerprints

The sun streaming thru my windows this mornin’ illuminated the fingerprints on my tables & TV, left behind by my neighbors beautiful 2yr old. Seeing them made me smile! Got me thinkin’…I sure hope when the SON shines on me, it’s HIS fingerprints you see! :)


This was my facebook status yesterday and I wanted to share it with you. I want so desperately for the fingerprints of God to be seen in my life. Not just in the times of rejoicing but in the most painful times as well. When we hurt, I think it’s easier, at times, to pull away and focus on the negative. However, by doing this HIS fingerprints aren’t very clear... on us or our situation. Although sometimes it’s hard to praise him in the storm, it’s not impossible.

There is nothing sweeter than feeling GODs hand on my life and allowing him to be the director of EVERY step I take, especially in the storm. Isaiah 30:21, Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."
Now more than ever, I know that I will find my way/HIS way and walk in it.

This journey of forgiveness and healing is the path He has allowed me to walk. Although the enemy wants me to believe I am alone, I know, that I know … HE is with me. Even on the cloudy days, when it’s hard to see HIS fingerprints, I know that THEY ARE THERE.

If you’re in a dark place and the storm clouds are rolling in, please know that the SON will shine again.

Blessings,
Steph

Free

WOW, I can't believe how long it's been since I've blogged. I wish I could say that the turtle in me kept her head out and held high. However, the truth is, I have been tucked deep inside myself, afraid of my words, afraid of my thoughts and certainly afraid of sharing them.

Pain and fear have been my company most days since my last post. Although there have been moments of great joy and genuine happiness, these moments as beautiful as they are, never seem to last very long. They are quickly snuffed out with thoughts of the past, unanswered questions and blanks, left only for my imagination to fill.

2 weeks ago, some changes started occurring in my heart, mind and spirit and I can't wait to share all that has happened to me.

I'm not sure where to start in telling you my story, and I'm not really sure about the ending. However, I am sure of this...I want my words and my story to be healing for someone who reads them.
I want to tell of the amazing LOVE the Father has for us and the lengths HE will go to show us that great love.
I want my story to tell how forgiveness is not optional and it's not impossible on our journey to heal.

I no longer fear my words...
How or Why?
It's quite simple...
The truth (absolutely) sets you free!