TheWritePath

                 One of my favorite scriptures is found in Isaiah 61:3 it’s about Jesus’ ministry of salvation by giving to us, “Beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.” You see our past does not define us. I am no longer a victim, nor am I a survivor; I am an overcomer by the blood of the Lamb and the word of my testimony (Revelation 12:11).  Isaiah goes on the say why Jesus does this for us, “That they may be called trees of righteousness the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified” (NKJV).  Let’s continue in chapter 61:7, “Instead of your shame you shall have double honor, and instead of confusion they shall rejoice in their portion. Therefore in their land they shall possess double; everlasting joy shall be theirs” (NKJV).             I would like to share something with you that has stuck with me for year...

                  MY SISTER ASKED ME if I believed I was called to write; when I think of God placing a calling on someone’s life I think of someone in the ministry such as a Pastor, Evangelist, or Missionary, so I would have to say, no I don’t.    When I was talking with my publisher she told me not every book is a best seller; do I think mine ever will be, again, no I don’t, but that’s not why I write. However, I do believe God has given me a gift to write because you see without him I would have never been able to read, let alone write. I graduated from high school with about a third-grade reading level. When I was in the fourth grade my teacher learned I didn’t have the ability to sound out words and I couldn’t identify isolated words.   It wasn’t until I was an adult that I learned I have visual dyslexia, as a side effect of abuse.   I say the Lord taught me how to read because he pr...

                            What a truly delightful day I had shared with the Lord and the memories of all my loved ones who are now with Him. I felt such peace knowing one day I would be with them again, but for now, I had my roses. As I stood there amazed at all the Lord had shared with me, one last rose took my eye. It was the John F. Kennedy. The bush was in full bloom, from the tiniest bud to fully opened roes. A verse from the book of Revelation came flowing from my lips, "Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honor to him: for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his wife has made herself ready. And to her was granted that she should be arrayed  in fine linen, clean and white: for the fine linen is the righteousness of the saints." (Revelation 19:7-8, KJV). How fitting this scripture should come to mind. You see, the Kennedy is a pure white rose, and I had seen my loved ones dressed in fine...