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Hi, I’m Marcie and I’m so thrilled you are visiting with me today. Thank you for stopping by.
It is my hope you will feel at home here in my little corner of the world. I’m a lover of sweet tea and chocolate. But if you prefer coffee, then bring your own cup, pull up a chair, and let’s see if we can help you cross the bridge to being the best writer you can be.
Did I mention I’m a lover of poetry? I find that it best expresses my love of God and helps me find my way through difficult places. My book, Broken and Spilled Out is my collection of poetry and prayers for the hurting soul. Besides chronicling my own insights, my readers can also journal and record insights of their own. You can get your copy here.
Should you simply need some encouragement, I invite you to meet me over at my blog Heart Thoughts.
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A man’s mind plans his way [as he journeys through life], But the LORD directs his steps and establishes them. Proverbs 16:9 AMP
I don’t feel like a grown up. That’s what I told my therapist and she laughed. She said, “I don’t either.” We both agree that when we’re around people our own age, we don’t feel or think we act as mature as they are. I’m so glad I’m not alone in feeling like this! (And, if you do too, come join the party. The more, the merrier!)
I have to say growing up I was pretty sure I knew where I was going in life. I knew I loved the Lord with all my heart and I wanted to serve Him. I knew God had special things planned for me.
At least, that’s what I thought. Growing up is hard to do though. Life has a way of giving us plot twists. Some good, some bad, but each one gives us a chance to let God continue to weave His story through us. That is, if we’ll let Him.
I don’t know what the future holds for me, but I sure am glad I know who holds it.read more
A few weeks ago I attended a women’s luncheon. Although the theme of the luncheon was discipleship, God had another message for me.
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth” (John 1:1, 14)
I couldn’t get enough of this second verse. The Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
Because the Word became flesh and in becoming flesh, He became life to us.
When words become life, they breathe. And when they breathe, they move. In reading John, perhaps once again God’s Word would move within me again.
I had spent the night before in a hotel room asking God to speak to me. Do you know what happens when you ask God to speak to you (and you take the time to listen)?
Hint: He speaks.read more
I’m not sure, Lord, what I’m doing. Everything feels like it is falling apart. Yet, I know You hold all things in Your hands. That song, “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands”, has run through my mind more than a time or two lately. And You know what amazes me? You don’t just have the whole world in Your hands, you have me in there too. As if I’m the only one You are holding. How can that be? Yes, Lord, Your love and grace simply amazes me.
Lord, open the eyes of my heart please. Let me see Jesus. I want to reach out and touch you. Just let me see You. Open my ears, too, Lord. Help me to listen to You. Help me to hear what You have to say to me.read more
Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and
he will establish your plans.
Proverbs 16:3 (NIV)