Listen With Your Heart

God simply told me: Comfort Her.

I was disappointed when I realized how much student loan debt I would have if I began college this Fall to pursue a dream. See, I knew that I was supposed to pursue a degree in counseling. I just knew that it was finally going to become a realization. I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to burden my family with student loan debt at my age. I’d be in the nursing home before it would be profitable for us.

Fast forward a month. A certain ministry peaked my interest. After researching it I was struck with the fact that what I would be doing would be a form of counseling.

Fast forward a few more days.

My favorite day of the year was today. Special holiday? Birthday? Nope. It was my annual appointment at that place that all of us ladies just LOVE to go. {insert sarcastic laugh}

Not only was it my favorite day, but I had to miss the second week of my BSF (bible study fellowship) group! Ugh.

That waiting room (the second one that they take you to) was packed. I sat down at the back wall that allows me to face the entrance and other people. You know, to people watch.

This young girl came back from the third place we ladies get to go. The area where we get to stand fully clothed with all of our jewelry on and wait for the magic number to appear. She was alone. She was talking on her cell phone to friends.

I thought: “she’s talking on her phone and all of us are sitting here listening or pretending we were not listening.” Why in the world. People these days.

I began to listen. She was sitting on the seat right beside me. I couldn’t help it.

Then it struck me. She was serious when she said she was about to cry. She repeatedly said it. Among other things. She was alone.

I’m a Momma. It’s the best “job” I’ve ever been blessed with. My favorite job. I’m also a little older than I used to be and I hope a little wiser.

I was filling out my forms. Yes, we are so lucky that we get to fill out the same forms every single time. Do they lose them? Asking for a friend.

Now I’ll be the first to tell you that I have never heard God speak audibly. Like I haven’t heard an actual voice with my ears. Did you know that you can listen with your heart?

Then came that nudge. Could not ignore it. Meanwhile, everyone else can hear what’s going on and can tell she’s upset while looking over or not looking over their cell phones. (I’m guilty sometimes too.)

Today I purposely chose not to scroll through my phone and ignore my surroundings. (Don’t pat me on the back. I normally scroll.) I took my Sudoku book to keep me occupied and I worked on an advertisement for the business.

The voice I heard, the voice I always hear, is a whisper in my head and a stirring in my chest. It is a voice that I cannot ignore in good conscience.

God simply told me:

“Comfort Her”.

I thought about it a second… or two.

Instinctively, I reached over and rubbed her right arm. She just looked at me with tears in her eyes and stopped talking on the phone. I asked her name and asked how old she was. Just a baby herself. I stroked her arm while saying: “It’s gonna be okay. It’s all gonna be ok. This baby will be a blessing. You may not have been prepared for this and you may not have expected this, but God knew. And it’s going to be ok.”

That’s all I said. Then I went back to what I was doing. She went to the room to see the doctor. I never saw her again.

Y’all, I did not have those words prepared. You know, just in case this type of incident ever takes place. Nope. Sure didn’t.

Could have heard a pin drop in that room. I swear that either we were invisible or everyone else was blind or had earplugs in. I pray that I always pay attention to the opportunities around me where I can comfort and encourage others.

I’ve been that person that didn’t see. Oh what blessings I must have missed along the way.

This is NOT about me at all. Whatever you take from this blog post, remember that this message is not about ME. It’s about God. It’s a message about the comfort that he gives us. The comfort that God gives us through the obedience of others.

I’m so thankful for the people in my life that have been obedient and brought me His comfort.

She was all alone. In a crowded room. All alone and terrified.

The instructions were simple.

COMFORT HER

Just two words. No more, no less.

God is The God of Comfort.

How does he comfort us?

Through the obedience of His people. Through the hugs, the prayers, the smiles, the words of wisdom. So many ways. He comforts us. And HE cares! So much so that he will whisper little commands to us. Commands that are meant for bringing HIM GLORY.

There are many times in my life that He has asked me to say or do something that at times seemed so tiny to me. But when I obey… WHEN I obey. I don’t always obey or listen. But when I do, I realize the reason.

Listen with your heart. We all have fallen short. We all still fall short. BUT God. But Grace. But…COMFORT HER.

At the same time, God comforted me. Again.

He reminded me. Again. You don’t need a degree to love people. You don’t need a degree to care. You don’t need a degree to counsel and encourage people. You just need to open your eyes and listen with your heart and use your gifts wherever I place you.

Open your eyes. Listen with your heart. Use your gifts wherever God places you.

I pray that you never feel alone. I pray that you know the love of God. I pray that you use your gifts wherever God places you.

Seeking Him,

The Space Between

That space between Before & After.

That sliver of time between the unknown and the now known.

That tiny AND between the here and now. It’s profound what that AND holds.

It’s the moment between what you didn’t know and what you know now. It’s the moment between your life before a discovery and the life after the discovery. It’s the space between. The door that is separating the “life as I knew it” and “life as I know it”.

That tiny space between that we are clueless to what is going to happen next. It can be a great place and a place of anxiety.

The only thing that makes the “space between” bearable in this life is Jesus.

He has to be what we rest in and hope in and trust in, or that space between will be the robber of our joy and the source of our anxiety. And rightly so.

We can either trudge in our fears and anxiety in that space between or we can rest in Him. Rest sounds much more peaceful than trudging. Trudging makes me think of being stuck in mud and unable to walk easily through. I’ve been in both places. I’ve wished for the before while in the after.

What will you do in that space between the before and the after? Will you trust and rest or will you trudge and falter? I’m known to do both. One works much better than the other. Praising God that He is not finished with me yet and that he promises to continue to work on me.

I pray that you find rest and peace in the spaces between. I pray that you choose Joy and find Joy in those spaces between.

Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

I wonder, why do we not believe Him?

Seeking Him,

A Letter To My Daughter

My Princess,

Last first day of school!! (High School) Senior Year! Oh the places you’ll go… shining brightly and standing firm. You’ve been a joy to walk through preK-12th grade with. You’ve tried new things and excelled in many areas. You’ve persevered, stood your ground, and never waivered in your faith.

Most mornings when I’d drive you to school I’d remind you and your sister to “shine” & I will always remind you of that … along with “remember WHO you are and WHOSE you are.”

In life there will be moments you wish to remember forever and moments you’d love to forget. The important thing is to learn. Always learn from the good and learn from the bad. Say yes to God and no to the things that separate you from HIM.

His opinion of you is all that ever matters. Not everyone will like you. Not everyone will agree with you. It’s ok. As long as you do everything in love. God first. God Center.

Faith is everything other than what you can touch, taste, see, hear, and smell. If it was any of those things then it wouldn’t be faith at all. Love each moment as if it were your last. Love hard. Forgive quickly. And never ever forget how much I love you.

But most of all, always remember that Jesus loves you even more than I ever could.

Don’t just follow your heart because sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between feelings and facts.. Follow HIM.. and you do that by seeking Him in everything and especially in HIS Word. Love you my kindred girl. Shine on.

Love, Momma 💕❤️

Riding The Wave

Overwhelmed. Too many people. Can’t focus. Can’t think.

You know the verses. The one about casting your anxiety on Him. You just don’t always know how to cast it without keeping a little behind.

You talk fast. You rush. Get irritated. But you know you are unreasonable. But it’s real.

Your mind focuses on one thing. Getting out. Finding the exit. So you can breathe. So you can have some space. Personal space. Hmm. Maybe that’s why you see personal space as a necessity. Space to breathe and think.

You breathe in and out deep and slow. You pray. You allow yourself that quiet time to get refocused. You try again. Successfully!

That’s one more time you’ve rode the wave of anxiety and didn’t drown.

It’s a real thing.

You try to explain it to your people. They may say that you shouldn’t feel this way. That it’s no big deal. They may make you feel like you are ridiculous for having to leave a store because there are too many people there. But it’s real.

You are fine in some crowded places. You are fine in your normal crowded habitats. But some places send you searching for an exit.

You often fill like you don’t fit in. You feel like you are a stranger in a crowd of friends. You don’t make eye contact when walking through a room. You hate the way you are.

A battle to overcome. A thorn in your side. That’s anxiety.

When you aren’t in control. Anxiety. When you have so much to do and the thoughts in your mind are just bouncing back and forth and you can’t focus. Anxiety. It’s a real struggle for many.

When you are the one who would prefer to people watch instead of engage in meaningless conversation. Is that so wrong? I think not.

When you don’t love to have shallow conversations or to talk just for the sake of talking. Wrong? No.

God made us all different. He doesn’t make junk and he is incapable of messing up.

I’ve learned to ride the waves. I’ve learned to embrace who God made me to be. I’m still learning to put on the armor of God daily. Not just a few days a week. But daily.

You don’t worry all the time and you aren’t what most would consider “anxious”. Or maybe you do. Either way, anxiety rears its head in many forms. Not just the typical ones that you hear of.

Maybe it’s an uptight feeling. Or a feeling that you have to get it all done right now but don’t know where to start so you just don’t. Or maybe it’s the wanting to online shop because shopping in stores leaves you overwhelmed with too many things to look at and too many people to deal with.

Anxiety. Such a multi faceted word.

Be anxious for nothing. But in everything, with prayer and thanksgiving make your requests known to God. Got it. ✅

Maybe just maybe it’s not anxiety that we deal with but a lack of Being Still enough with The One who truly calms our souls.

Jesus often went to lonely places to pray. It says so in HIS word. He woke up in the early mornings to spend time with His Father.

He went away from the crowds. To be still. Because let’s face it. Crowds are great to get lost in and they are a great place to blend in. But really, they can be overwhelming at times.

What if we looked at “anxiety” as a gift? A gift that forced us to spend alone time. To be still. With Jesus.

What if we turned to HIM and rested our weary heads in the crook of his neck and rode the waves safely to shore? That actually sounds nice. We can do that you know.

“When doubts filled my mind, your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer.”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭94:19‬ ‭NLT‬‬

{ Look for a post to go along with this one. One that will give tips and ways to help with anxiety}

Seeking Him,

When You Are Out Of Practice

 

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Well. Earlier today I shared a photo on FACEBOOK and that photo explains my brain lately. Too many thoughts going in too many different directions. Geez. I should really stay away from technology when my brain is messed up like that. The photo was of a scribbly line going all different directions and it said : “How do you explain this feeling?”

Then, I proceeded to read an almost 3600 word ROUGH (rough being the key word here) draft of a future book that I began in July of 2015. I edited it and saved as draft or so I thought. Then I received an email. Which means that all of you received an email. That email contains RAW rough draft words that were not meant to be seen or shared yet. However, God knew it would happen so I am trusting that there was a reason for my dumb luck.

Here’s hoping that someone out there that might possibly open up a Simple Truths blog post and read it, will have needed the words that I was not supposed to share yet. If you click on the link you will not find it on the blog because I deleted it. But…..the email you received has the post available. (insert hand over face and shaking my head here)

Happy weekend friends. I think I will steer clear of technology for a few days. And yes, I do plan to pick up where I left off a few years ago. It is past time to follow the call God has given to me. I have filled that space with things that I thought were good ministry things. I have filled that space with things and with work and with well meaning good works. I haven’t actually been doing what I know I am supposed to be doing though and that is why my joy has been lacking.

Hebrews 12:1 (NLT) ~ Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. 

Looking forward to ministering to you right here again.

Keeping my eyes on Jesus.

 

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The Comparison Trap

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The Comparison Trap is just that… A trap. A trap that leads to feelings of worthlessness, envy, bitterness, and discontentment. It steals our joy.

“Oh, don’t worry; we wouldn’t dare say that we are as wonderful as these other men who tell you how important they are! But they are only comparing themselves with each other, using themselves as the standard of measurement. How ignorant!” ~
‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭10:12‬ ‭NLT‬‬



Comparing themselves to each other… Hmmm. Sound familiar?
How often do we find ourselves in this comparison trap?

We compare hairstyles. We compare relationships. We compare outfits. We compare how “busy” we are.(and that’s another message for another day). We compare occupations. We compare houses. We compare waist sizes. We compare cars. We compare how educated we assume someone else to be. We compare compare compare.
Then we feel worthless because we assume that we aren’t as good…

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Fab Friday Faves

So. I just got back from an amazing Mission Trip to Honduras. Check out the website if you want to see where we went. I’ll be blogging all about our trip later. 

I wanted to share a few things that I love and that I find beneficial to me or my family. 

We did a lot of walking while there and one of my favorite comfy and cute shoes are these Birkenstock lookalikes from Target. My daughters and I all have a pair of the rose gold & the black ones too. So. Comfy. So. Stylish. (A teacher friend was wearing them last year and I spotted them immediately.. because.. hello.. SHOES. ) So you can really thank her. You’re welcome. 

While in Honduras, my essential oils were a necessity. We used the tea tree, lavender, peppermint, AND clove to prevent lice. It worked! And we used lavender and peppermint for bug bites. Deep Relief was a lifesaver after the 6 mile hike. I even ended up leaving it with the girls there. 

My new favorite healthy go to meal is avocado cut in chunks on sesame Ezekiel bread that’s been toasted. I drizzle olive oil on top and McCormick’s original all purpose salt-free seasoning and coarse sea salt and eat it up! 

With school/work starting back for me on Monday, I ordered a few things for my desk. Because it’s my home away from home from 7:15 am until around 3:30 or 4:00pm Monday – Friday. Look at this CUTE glasses holder I got! Amazon prime. Yes. I’m an Amazon Prime fan. Check it out!
  Cute right?! 

When we got back from our Honduras trip I ordered Chatbooks so I could keep the memories close by. Such a GREAT idea. Fast, cheap, and easy. And this way I won’t accidentally delete memories from my computer.. or if I do I’ll still have them printed!

One last thing that’s a new fave. Well. Two. My Mophie charging case 

 and my pop socket that’s attached to the back. This mophie gives me charge all day long. The pop socket makes it easy to carry my phone or prop it up to watch my favorite series on Amazon Prime video. (That’s a plus 😉 )

One of my favorite podcasts is Steven Furtick at Elevation Church. You can find it here

That’s all for this week. There’s more I could share but I’ll save it for another time.

 
Happy Friday! 

Heather Dawkins 🙂 

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Fab Friday Faves

Hi friends! We all like to find new things and what better way to share some favorites of the week than on the blog. Think of this as a time of us sitting at my table and sharing a cup of coffee or tea or whatever and the things we like. Like a “date”. 

I went to Mexico Beach this week for a short getaway with my sis and niece and her kids. While I was there my sister cooked the BEST LASAGNA EVER. Seriously. That’s even the name for it. It’s The Pioneer Woman’s recipe. I may have eaten like 4 helpings. Carbs don’t count at the beach. Here’s the recipe !

I’ve also really started enjoying something that I never enjoyed before. Something that I had to leave the class because I didn’t want my laughter to disrupt the others. I love Yoga now! I also love Pilates. And if you want a real kick butt workout then you combine the two and you have the Beachbody PiYo workout. Loving all of the Beachbody workout dvds. Some more than others. But yoga has been good for my lower back pain.

As far as pain goes, essential oils are a go to for me. Lavender for burns (as my daughter said the other day “you burn yourself every time you cook”). Tea tree for lice prevention because we are heading out of the country on a mission trip and want to prevent lice. Going to put it in our shampoo and also on our heads. Deep Relief rollerball oil for the tension in my neck and headaches. 

Found a new favorite lipstick too! Always pays to ask someone if you like something they are wearing. It’s a Bare Minerals plumping lipgloss in the color Spark Plug. And I picked up another great color too. Lipstick and mascara (LimeLight’s mascara is my favorite) are a necessity for me.

Looking forward to listening to a brand new podcast this weekend. Jen Hatmaker’s For The Love podcast is ready and waiting for me. It makes a world of difference when you fill your soul with good things instead of negativity. I also started a chapter of Proverbs a day again. Tomorrow will be Proverbs 15. 

Until Next Time.

Happy Weekend. Happy Friday.

Heather Dawkins

Make Clear The Way

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Fear of failure. Fear of not being good at it. Fear that you won’t be noticed or make a difference. Fear.

It can paralyze you. It makes you ineffective. It stops you from doing the things that your soul craves. 

Fear tells you that you won’t do good enough. Fear tells you that somebody else would do it much better, so why try.
Fear of not measuring up and failing has stopped me many many times. It’s kept me complacent… Or not complacent but feeling like there’s nothing I can do that would be successful. So why try that thing that’s been burning in my soul? Why move forward with the thing that I know I could do but fear I would fail at?
Oh I’m so very thankful that my daughters are brave. That they try new things without a second thought of failure. I’ve always let them try. I’ve always told them that they won’t know until they try and that if they fail then it’s ok! At least they tried and God has something else in store for them.
Why is it that I can give advice that’s true but I can’t take that same advice myself? 
It’s frustrating at best. That “want” to do something but then FEAR of Failure says: “nah, you better not.” 
I know that my God can do immeasurably more than I could ask or think.
I know that I CAN do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
I know that the same power that conquered the grave LIVES in me!
Yet, I don’t always apply that knowledge. I just pass it out to others. Wanting to help them not be like me. 
I have dreams. Spoken and unspoken. Life is passing me by. I’m not making some of those dreams a reality. AND I COULD! I can.
I get a little brave. A little bold. Then….. Fear pops up and I say, “nah… I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing.”
And fear for me is not like a scared of the dark fear. It’s more like a feeling that makes me stay COMPLACENT. 
I am working on it. Asking God to make me brave. Asking God to make clear the way in which I should go. 
If you are like me, I pray that this post shows you that you aren’t alone. Because it’s easy and habitual to put on a BRAVE face. To seem content and as if you are truly living out your calling.

 But are you? Or do you know that you have more to give and more to offer and like me, you keep stuffing it back in a drawer? 

Psalm 34:4 ~ I prayed to the Lord, and he answered me. He freed me from all my fears.

He is always faithful. Prayer is the answer for sure. Constant prayer.

2 Timothy 1:7 ~ For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.

He makes clear the way. We may not really be listening and hearing him. It’s when I turn down the volume in my head and tune in to His voice instead that the fears and doubt subside. When I stop making it about me and rest in the truth that all of my strength and anything good in me comes from Him and Him alone. 

With Love,

Be Fearless In The Pursuit Of What Sets Your Soul On Fire.


If You Didn’t Come Back

My mind is in overdrive. And when that happens, I write. 

Spencer and I met 10 others from Redland after lunch at a home where one of the tornadoes touched down. Utter destruction. We were literally picking up the pieces of their home. Pieces of their life. Metal, wood, shingles. All around them. Mattress up in a tree. Debris all in the tree lines of surrounding fields. Piles upon piles being made. This family survived. I couldn’t believe it after seeing what used to be their home. 

Strewn everywhere were pieces of life. Just heartbreaking. Thought provoking.

 Then we met them and their neighbors and family to help them unload the personal belongings that survived the horrific tornado. How does an ink pen survive? And a note perfectly folded and dry? Yet, metal is twisted and wood is ripped in pieces. 

The father saw it coming and covered his family and they survived. I can’t even fathom the fear. Was there even time for fear? The freight train sound. And in a matter of minutes how things can change.


 I can’t help but see the correlation between this father and THE FATHER. 




 I stood staring at the belongings that survived and the toys in the field and the pieces of house in the trees. I couldn’t even wrap my head around it. 

Destruction. People working like ants. Busy. With a purpose. 

They were so thankful for the help. But really, we were just being the hands and feet of Jesus. Life on mission. That’s our heart. That’s the heart of my church, Redland Baptist. Where the pastor serves in the trenches with you. Where the members just jump in and get their hands dirty ( personally my favorite type of mission work). And I’m seeing that it’s the heart of so many in our community. It’s a beautiful thing. 

The last items that I carried inside were an ink pen and 2 Christmas ornaments. An ink pen. It mattered. There were pillows that looked perfect that remained untouched by the tornado. Photographs untouched. I don’t know what all they lost (and I’m not minimizing the “things”), but I do know this…they still have each other and you could see the thankfulness in their eyes. There are many who can’t say that.

The home across the road was completely twisted and torn. And this was just 2 of the MANY homes that were destroyed. 
So many lives were lost this weekend.
 In a matter of minutes worlds were changed.

 As we were hunkering down after receiving Code Red Tornado warnings (and we were fine.. just a precaution) in our downstairs laundry room, waiting for round 2 of the storm, I left to run upstairs for something. I looked at my girls and said “if something happens to me and I don’t come back, I’m in heaven. Don’t worry about me because I’ll be just fine.” I meant it. 

That’s it.

 A matter of seconds can change your world. 




Do you know where you’d be if you didn’t come back?

 We aren’t guaranteed the next second. 



Missions is A Beautiful Thing. Knowing your future is secure is even more beautiful. 



In Christ Alone,

Heather 


I want to say thank you to the first responders, law enforcement, medical teams, linemen, and the communities and anyone who have been the hands and feet. You are appreciated. I am thankful for you. You choose to love your neighbor as yourself and it doesn’t go unnoticed, even if it feels like it does at times. It’s been a blessing watching so many people love on our sister counties. I got choked up a few times just seeing and hearing about the kindness extended to those hurting around us. 


“For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve others and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭20:28 NLT


“For the whole law can be summed up in this one command: “Love your neighbor as yourself.”

‭‭Galatians‬ ‭5:14‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Prayer Is A Beautiful Thing

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    Colossians 4:2 ~ Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.

   Why is it, that we tend to look at prayer as a last resort? Oh…come on..don’t tell me you always think “let me pray first.” We like to think of ourselves this way. We like for others to think of us in this way. BUT..let us be real..TRANSPARENT..for just a minute.

   I pray all day long.

   BUT…

   There are times when my prayers reflect my wants…not necessarily my “trusting” and “thanking” HIM.

   Sometimes, my prayers are selfish.

   Sometimes, my prayers are not first.

   Sometimes….I freak out and THEN…I pray. Or, I get down and blah…and THEN, I remember..to pray.

   Anybody else do this? Or, is it just me?

   I have come a LONG way. I am so thankful that I am NOT who…

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Time To Focus

Writers block is real. I’ve been suffering from it for months now. Or so I thought. Truth is, I’ve just not taken the time to sit and write. 

I haven’t been able to FOCUS. That’s all I can attribute it to. I haven’t even been able to finish reading a book. It’s like a million tabs are open at one time. 

I went with my family to Fripp Island, SC for a few days after Christmas. I was forced to slow down and do nothing for a change. The ocean is my happy place. It always amazes me. The sounds and smells and the mysterious nature of it. I was able to dabble with another love, photography. I was able to crochet a little. I read a little of a book. I actually focused on some things that I loved. It took being intentional and being still. 

Each year at about this time for the past several years I’ve prayed about and waited for my One Word of the year. I knew my word on December 30, 2016. Without a doubt, my word for this year is FOCUS.

I need to focus on GOD. I need to focus on using the gifts HE has given me to further His kingdom. I need to make sure that I focus on things above. Then there are other things that I need to focus on. My husband. Fitness. Family. Missions. The little things. Seemingly ordinary things. The list goes on and on. 

I can overwhelm myself if I try to focus on more than one thing at a time. 
Is that even possible? Focusing on multiple things at once. No. It’s not. When you are shooting your camera and you center the subject and blur out the background, one thing is in focus. Am I right? What we focus on receives the most attention. And we can’t give our full attention to more than one thing at a time. 

Catching my drift yet?

What a word! FOCUS. It’s going to prove to be interesting. Especially for someone like myself with millions of browser tabs open at once. 

God sure knows what he’s doing. I do believe this is one way that he will get me back to my writing again. I’m looking forward to what God will do with this One Word that HE has given me for 2017.
fo·cus

ˈfōkəs/

noun

the center of interest or activity.

synonyms: center, focal point, central point, center of attention, hub, pivot, nucleus, heart, core, cornerstone, linchpin, cynosure”schools are a focus of community life”

an act of concentrating interest or activity on something.

synonyms: emphasis, accent, priority, attention, concentration 

verb
(of a person or their eyes) adapt to the prevailing level of light and become able to see clearly.

 adjust the focus of (a telescope, camera, or other instrument).

  synonyms:

 bring into focus

pay particular attention to.

 concentrate.

 synonyms: concentrate on, center on, zero in on, zoom in on.

“No, dear brothers and sisters, I have not achieved it, but I focus on this one thing: Forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead,” Philippians‬ ‭3:13‬ ‭NLT‬‬



“Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth.” Colossians‬ ‭3:2‬ ‭NKJV‬‬


Until Next Time, 

Heather 

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