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miracle - noun. an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs
The Lord sustains them on their sickbed, and restores them from their bed of illness. Psalm 41:3
People let me tell ya 'bout my best friend! Boy , I often dote on this dude because he is the bestest uncle a chick could have. He is a living testimony and a walking miracle. His story is not mine to tell, but I can share how God honored my prayers that literally saved his life.
Renew – verb. To resume after an interruption.
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength... - Isaiah 40:31
I have a hard time identifying my favorite scripture, because I LOVE so many. It’s like asking, which is my favorite: strawberry cheesecake or cherry cheesecake? Ummm, they’re both cheesecake...they're both equally delicious...this is not rocket science people! Making me choose a favorite is not only ridiculous, but simply unjust, down right unheard of.
With that said, I LOVE Isaiah 40:31, it is ONE of my favorite scriptures, among a collection of others. Here's why.
Over the last several months, I went through a period of feeling unusually tired. No energy. No motivation, just blah. I fell into a bad state of complacency and I was struggling; struggling to do the bare necessities.
Trust in the Lord, and lean not on your own understanding.
May 2016, I decided that my daughter and I were going to move out of the county that she knew all her life and the space I called home since 12 years old...good ole Delaware County, better known as Delco to its proud residents.
I wasn't financially ready to make a move and I had no idea where to go. I only knew it was time, whether I understood it or not, I had to trust God and start packing.
I'm trying really hard to get up at least 30 minutes earlier than normal to get a good ole fashion, on bended knee prayer in before I start the day. Notice I said get up not wake up. I find myself waking up, without a problem, it's the getting out the bed that is. I'll lie there, under the snug covers, and pray until I hear the back up alarm go off. I don't trust myself. I set two alarms 30 minutes a part because too often I find myself falling back to sleep. Sorry Lord.
I'm challenging myself to wake up, then get up and down on my knees to pray every day for seven days straight. That's right, I'm starting with a week, something I know I can handle. Yes, I pray. I pray daily but I want to sacrifice my early morning comfort as an offering to God. I might disrupt some hefty church teaching with what I am about to say, so be warned.
I was 17 years old when I was first introduced to faith. My mother began attending Friday night services to "hear from a man, who had a word from the Lord" from Atlanta, Georgia – this is exactly how he was being referred to at the time. I thought it was way overdone, but I was soon to be corrected. He started coming to Philly for revivals, which then turned into consistent Friday night services, which eventually led to him starting and growing a church in the city of brotherly love.
He was on fire for Jesus and had the gift of healing, miracles, and prophecy. I had never seen anything like what I saw in those services anywhere, not even on the televangelist programs that I watched with the side eye – ummm everybody is getting up from the wheelchair, okay.
What was happening in TV land was highly questionable to me, but what I saw, firsthand,
Hey, I'm Carica
and I like movies and long walks in the park...wait, wrong profile! I'm a single mama, walking by faith, loving Jesus and the chick he has matured me to be. I trust God with my life, and use this space to encourage my sistas and brothers to do the same. C'mon...get to know me!