An Unexpected Journey

Blog post was written by a dear friend of my family. She is a mighty prayer warrior and has spoken pearls of wisdom into my life at strategic times!  I hope her story and transparency will encourage you to examine your own heart today...                   Written by   Sandy Wallace  sandypwallace@yahoo.com     May 5, 2019        What lie or lies have you believed in your life and how did God bring you out of it? I gladly tell others about the hideous lie that I believed for years and how God delivered me from it, in hopes that no one will be tricked by the devil like I was! My lie became so big and such a part of my carnal comfort zone that it almost destroyed the dearest relationship that I have on earth - that is the relationship with my husband of now forty-four years! When I finally saw what God was shedding His light on, I saw that my lie had become an idol to me. This lie was that I must avoid conflict at all costs! I called it my ACAAC idol once I recog

For several months it has been on my heart to do a series on the “The Lies We Have Believed.”  For the next several weeks you will hear from several ladies who have courageously chosen to share their own hearts and to open up about lies they have believed and how the power of God has exposed those and brought about freedom through His word.  My hope is that you will be encouraged and challenged by these guest bloggers to take a closer look at your own beliefs as you begin 2020.  Even as I was asking these ladies to share, I did not know what I would write about, but over the past week it has become clear to me.  This blog is a bit lengthy and for sure raw, but perhaps you will see a bit of yourself, your own unique challenges as I share mine, and ways the Father is calling you into deeper trust… For about 18 months the Lord has been opening doors for Cameron (my husband) and our church to do more ministry through missions.  It has been so exciting to see the hand of God work provide

New.  Morning light.  Hot, strong coffee.  Steamy showers with fresh clothes.  The smell of new carpet.  Or new cars.  Or even better… the scent of brand new babies.  There is something intoxicating about starting fresh.  Newness grabs our senses and pulls us in.  It rejuvinates us and stirs up hope and motivation and ideas that were buried in the weight of yesterday. Sometimes it’s not enough.  Sometimes even a new year and new goals and new prayer boards aren’t enough to slough off the heaviness or waken the dreams or mend the tears in the deep places of our hearts.  And if all we have are the mechanics of a new start, we find ourselves right back where we started.   But God.  But Hope.  But Resurrection.  But the Promise. He has promised us with the asking and the knocking He will come in and make all things new.  He will give us a new heart with new and right desires and He will put a new spirit within us.  And I have seen it.  When my heart was dead, His slow and st