I know someone else needs to hear this today.
God sees you. He knows the desires of your heart. He has given you giftings that are absolutely intended to be used. He has NOT forgotten you. Even when it REALLY feels like it.
I have always loved to entertain & host people in my homes. I love every part of it. The flowers, the cooking, the decorations. I can’t remember ever NOT loving to do it. I managed to fit 40 people in our 1 bedroom apartment for a Christmas party the first year we were married. It was AMAZING.
Over the last 30 years I have been blessed to host all sorts of events and people. In most recent years I really believed God had given me a vision to host in a more purposeful way, with the specific intent of ministering to hurting people. So I started to pray that He would reveal the “how”.
When He brought us to Sedona, I believed the time had come. Our first week in Sedona I hosted 3 back to back events. In the next few months I had opportunity to do several more and it was AMAZING. When our rental was sold out from under us, the ONLY house available for us was already set up to entertain and host people (it was being used as an Airbnb).
So I got to putting it all together. I was 95% done in January 2022. I had unpacked the very last of the boxes we had in storage. Then February happened. And my life was forever changed.
But you know what, God’s plan and His promises for me had not changed. He had already chosen the time, the place and the angels on earth that would be used to start restoring to me the things I had thought He closed the door to.
And God did a thing. The story of how this has all come to be is too beautiful not to share, it will take me a number of posts. But for now, here it is. The dream that has been in my head and heart that was only EVER going to be because HE was going to make the way.
Make no mistake, this should NOT be. My very own land of promise & redemption. The devil is going to be so sorry he ever came after my family. I am going to show him what God’s people do when the enemy tries to steal what God has for them and the work he has for them to do.
I wrote this post a few hours before I got the news that my sister Liz had passed. The sister that I hoped would be the first to be blessed by what God is going to put together on this land. So now, I will work harder and ever more diligently so that others like her can experience a place of perfect healing from the trauma’s life throws our way. Sweet sister, I promise to make sure you are NEVER forgotten.
“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do” Ephesians 2:10
