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Certainty in the uncertain



"Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life– gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of breathless expectation.

We are uncertain of the next step, but we are certain of God. As soon as we abandon ourselves to God and do the task He has placed closest to us, He begins to fill our lives with surprises. When we become simply a promoter or a defender of a particular belief, something within us dies. That is not believing God– it is only believing our belief about Him.


Jesus said, '…unless you…become as little children…' (Matthew 18:3). The spiritual life is the life of a child. We are not uncertain of God, just uncertain of what He is going to do next. If our certainty is only in our beliefs, we develop a sense of self-righteousness, become overly critical, and are limited by the view that our beliefs are complete and settled. But when we have the right relationship with God, life is full of spontaneous, joyful uncertainty and expectancy. Jesus said, '…believe also in Me' (John 14:1), not, 'Believe certain things about Me'. Leave everything to Him and it will be gloriously and graciously uncertain how He will come in– but you can be certain that He will come. Remain faithful to Him." -My Utmost For His Highest ‪#‎OswaldChambers‬



Following the leader, the leader, the leader.  Following the leader wherever He may go… - Peter Pan 








Safe In His Arms

BIG PRAYER REQUEST: Please be praying for my Aunty Laura's complete healing and salvation-- as today she had some tests done to find out if her chemo has been working. We are waiting on the results. Waiting can be the hardest part of anything.

Wait patiently for the LORD. Be brave and courageous. Yes, wait patiently for the LORD.- Psalm 27:14

You WILL see the GOODNESS of the Lord in the land of the living. Trust! Take heart! Walking by FAITH, not by sight, is one of the hardest things to do. But we can do it. By His grace, we can walk by faith and trust in His goodness before we SEE the results on paper or in the flesh. That's what faith is.

"Let us hold tightly without wavering to the HOPE we affirm, for GOD can be trusted to keep his promise. HE who promised IS FAITHFUL."- Hebrews 10:23

Let us REST IN THESE PROMISES TONIGHT. GOD is working on our behalf, behind the scenes-- even and especially when we can't see it.  The battle is the Lord's, and the victory is His.

I also wanted to share another song I'm bringing to the Songwriter's Showcase and Conference. This one is super close to my heart as it is about the love of a father, THE Father. Father God.  We are SAFE in HIS Arms

FOR SUCH A TIME AS THIS: Nepal YWAM Update






Woooow! Continued prayers for Nepal!! Soo heart-breaking. Prayer warriors please pray for my precious sister Holly @hollzbooz and her YWAM team on their mission outreach over there!! They are literally in the midst of the devastation and ruins -- ministering to the deep needs and losses. Beautiful are the feet who carry the good news! His hands and feet! We have been witnessing so many of God's miracles through this storm and tragedy. God literally gave me and @hannlyn Esther 4:14 the night of the earthquake when we were up all night waiting to hear word if Holly was safe. God kept impressing upon our hearts that she was called to this very position, equipped for such a time as this. Her mom talked with her very briefly the morning after but all the cell towers & such are down. So we haven't been able to connect with her-- only through prayer & emails from YWAM KONA. And yet look at the verse God gave her team!!!! Verbatim. FOR SUCH A TIME AS THIS! Wow. That's just ONE of the incredible revelations He has shown. So many more stories! So many more victories! ALL for HIS glory! Praying for hearts to meet God in their suffering -- to feel His overwhelming love and gift of salvation like never before-- flood and penetrate hearts with Your Kingdom God! ‪#‎keeppraying‬ ‪#‎nepal‬ ‪#‎Hishands‬ ‪#‎Hislove‬ ‪#‎Hisglory‬‪#‎Jesus‬ ‪#‎salvationishere‬

Another thing I realized was that last year around this time God was really highlighting Earthquakes, to me, in the Scriptures. If you go back to my posts last summer you will see four consecutive posts about earthquakes-- dreams I had, and scripture after scripture about earthquakes that He kept bringing me to. Holly was literally the first person to comment on the first earthquake blog I wrote last year. No coincidence or mistake there. Another thing, notice that Bethel's new album is titled "We will Not Be Shaken" And the artwork on the album cover is of a seismograph line. Their church is on a fault line in Redding. The album theme is based on the Psalm 16:8 "I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken."
 
There is a THEME going on.  God is definitely speaking to us.  

A mighty fortress is our God, HIS Kingdom is UNSHAKEABLE. 



Holly in Nepal three days before the earthquake 

Me, Hannah, and Holly (when we lived as roommates)



 
Bethel's We Will Not Be Shaken Album 











High School Group Miracle Stories

Nepal Update:
Keep praying for Holly and her team as they minister to the Nepalis after this devastation. Her Ywam team will be there another 5 weeks -- as of now they are "getting emergency supplies from our house and gathering with several other organizations (Long term westerners and Nepalis) at a school w/a large, open area safe for sleeping. There were aftershocks throughout the night and conditions were crowded so none of us got much sleep but today we're heading out into the city to help in any way we can (Moving rubble, praying for people, feeding the homeless)." Also Monsoon season is approaching there so shelter is crucial for everyone in Nepal. The more prayers and support the better! 


Another mini-miracle story last week was at High School Group. I showed up on Tuesday Night for Small Group with my Junior girls. When I got there I noticed a few new faces. To my left was a bright, shining, smiling faced beautiful gal. I recognized her immediately. I grabbed her hand and said, "Wait, are you Nichole's cousin?!" She said "YES!" And I said, "I'm Malorie…do you remember me?!" She looked at my in disbelief and goes... "Wait oh my gosh!!! You are the one that sang at my Papa's funeral and anniversary!!! Oh my gosh I am gonna cry!" All the other high schoolers and Laurah (our other adult leader) were smiling at us having this special moment.  They were saying "Aww you guys are so cute!" I couldn't believe she was there. But it was SO much more than meets the eye. There was something much deeper going on, which we will soon find out.


We went around in our circle of girls and shared our Highs and Lows of the week, and prayer requests, before we started Bible Study-- Becca was second to last to share.  I was SO excited to hear what she was going to say.  Why God brought her there tonight, for the first time, and the fact that she ended up in my small group, at my church-- of all places.  SO GOD.  By the time we got to Becca, all of the other girls had really opened up about their weeks and their lives. We have a very special group and relationship with our high schoolers. I am SO blessed, TRULY, to get to be in their lives. That they feel safe enough to share their inner most desires, hurts, dreams…the inner delicacies of their hearts with us leaders is a privilege and honor I don't take lightly. That we get to pray with them, walk through it with them and love them is a gift from God. Okay, sorry, love-fest tangent. Can't help it. I adore my girls. 


Back to Becca. I could see that Becca was a little nervous (who wouldn't be on their first time at a new youth group?!?). Let me just say, it was SO brave of her to show up. So, it was definitely God's timing that we went clockwise and she was on my left. It was God giving her time and space; preparing her heart to open up and feel safe. God sets the tone that way. When other girls open up and get vulnerable and real, it helps others to feel like they can do it too. I have seen it happen many times over the years in small groups. So it was her turn and she literally was shaking (she told us she was). She said she never really shares much or gets deep in group settings but really felt like she needed to and wanted too since everyone else did. Praise God! So she started sharing some very deep things she had been walking through since her Papa passed away.  She also shared how God was lovingly drawing her to Himself, especially recently.  This is confidential, and I would never want to break her trust.  I just want to witness to YOU God's GLORY in it all. How He literally brought her to Venture last Tuesday night, specifically to our small group. The fact that I sang at her Papa's funeral…and the way we connected over that. And that was *SUCH a milestone* in her life. The way that God connected me and Nichole (her cousin) 7 years ago-- SO Divinely. And now re-connecting me with her precious cousin in such a Divine way too. We were both blown away. She goes to leigh and I went to leigh (random, not so random side note). All these little, not so little, BIG details of God's love and hand in it all.

Everyone was so proud of Becca for sharing so courageously the way she did her first time coming.  I love standing back and seeing the way my girls love on newcomers.  It is Jesus in them.  Becca stayed after and got some of the girls phone numbers.  Her and I ended up walking out to the parking lot together and taking a selfie to send to Nichole.  Becca sent it to Nichole, who immediately wrote back-- she was SO excited and couldn't believe it.  She was thanking God that Becca came, and that God brought us together. She asked me to share with Becca how her and I met. So we stayed after and talked and found more common ground.  Just getting to see a glimpse of God connecting the miraculous dots of HIS love for us.  Then one of the other junior girls, Cailie, came over and introduced Becca to some of the other kids in High School group that go to Leigh, so that they could connect at school. Isaac runs the Christian club at Leigh so he was a great connection for her to make, as she was telling us she doesn't have many friends at Leigh. Especially not Christians. She needs a strong support system, as we all do.   When Becca hugged me goodbye and went to leave she was so fired up.  I could see how amazed she was that God had done ALL of this just for her.  Just to show her how much He loves her.  He pulled out all the stops.  And He will continue to.  He is a good, good Father.

When Nichole and I met it was the same kind of stuff-- she was at San Jose State and so was I. We kept finding more and more that we had in common and how our lives intertwined. How God's hand was in it.

*A lot of the girls we opening up about the loss of a grandfather that night because several had recently lost one, so that was also Divine. Becca felt safe to share about her Papa, as some of the girls shared about theirs.* It is such a milestone in most any child's life that forever changes and shapes your faith.

Earlier that Tuesday I was feeling SUCH opposition all day long, a tug in the opposite direction from High School group and I did not know why. But once I got there and ALL of this happened, I knew why. WOW. GOD had quite a LOT of amazingness planned. The enemy certainly did not want me there.  He puts people in the right place at the right time as confirmation.  We may not realize how important our presence is going to be until we get there.










































Refiner's Fire -- Song

Holly's Mission Trip: NEPAL'S DEVASTATING EARTHQUAKE


Nepal's Devastating 7.9 Earthquake-
My little sister and one of my best friend's Holly, is on her mission trip in Nepal. Hannah (Holly's sister and one of my other best friends) and I prayed together over the phone late last night. I was up, on and off, all night praying as I am sure Hannah and her family were as well… Hannah sent a group text out to our prayer warrior friends as well! We got word this morning that HOLLY is SAFE Psalm 91 !!!

She had been with her team in the children's home with Iris missionaries on the other side of town. They are with the kids today, and every single one of the missionaries and children are completely safe!! WOW! PRAISING GOD!!! Hannah sent this to our prayer group text "Thank you for your prayers and con tune to pray for the team as their outreach is going to be different and God is undoubtedly going to use them in BIG ways." Holly and her team are surely there "for such a time as this"- Esther 4:14 They are literally getting to be HIS hands and feet in the midst of devastation and so much loss. Continue praying for her and her team and for Nepal!

Prayers going out to Nepal, and all the family's affected!!


For more information:

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More of You, less of me

Colton Dixon's Song "More of You, Less of Me" lyrics are just so powerful, convicting, inspiring. It's my car-ride anthem right now.  Let it be our heart anthem daily. More of You God, less of me. 

I made my castle tall
I built up every wall
This is my kingdom and it needs to fall
I want you and no one else
Empty me of myself
Until the only thing that's left is

More of You
Less of me
Make me who I'm meant to be
You're all I want all I need
You're everything
Take it all I surrender
Be my king
God I choose
More of You and Less of me
I need more of you
More of you

This life I hold so close
Oh, God I let it go
I refuse to gain the world and lose my soul
So take it all I abandon everything I am
You can have it
The only thing I need is

More of You
Less of me
Make me who I'm meant to be
You're all I want all I need
You're everything
Take it all I surrender
Be my king
God I choose
More of You and Less of me
I need more of you
More of you

All to You
I surrender
All to You my blessed savior
I surrender all

All to You
I surrender
All to You my blessed savior
I surrender all

More of You
Less of me
Make me who I'm meant to be
You're all I want all I need
You're everything
Take it all I surrender
Be my king
God I choose
More of You and Less of me
I need more of you
More of you

All to You
I surrender
All to You my blessed savior

More of you
I need more of you

The Victory Song: Songwriting Showcase

I have been doing some songwriting and co-writing with different friends lately.  Here is one of the songs I will be bringing to showcase at the songwriting conference in June.  I hope you enjoy it!!  More to come soon...


Garage Sale Tales 101 : Miracles where you least expect them

So one of my favorite GOD moments from the garage sale was about my dad's mountain bike.  I have been holding onto it for years-- I got new breaks on it, and tires, in hopes of riding it myself.  Come to find out-- my dad was just too tall.  I could barely get one leg over the thing without falling over.  So we put it out for sale.  At first we really over-priced it, mainly because of sentimental purposes.  Then we had one man who was interested but he was really trying to talk me down on the price, from $150 to $125 to $85.  It wasn't so much about the price but the way he was pushing.  I had even told him that it had been my dad's bike, and he passed way when I was a little girl so it was special to me.  He didn't budge.  That was hard for me.  Something in my gut just didn't sit right with it.  So I told him no.  When he left, I thought-- well no one else may buy it for any higher, or buy it at all, but that is okay.  I just really want it to go to a good home.  No joke, ten minutes later my grandparents neighbor comes over and asks if he can take the bike for a spin.  I said, "Of course!"  I had a really good feeling about him.  He had come over earlier in the day with his grand-daughter and we gave him a little toy for her.  When he came back he asked about the price.  I lowered it to $115.  He asked if I would take $100.  I shared with him about my dad, and he genuinely listened and cared.  I said, I would gladly take $100.  I was excited because I would still get to see the bike whenever he rides it around the neighborhood at my grandparents.  The fact that the bike brought him so much joy, brought me so much joy.  And I know that's what my dad would have wanted.  After he rode off with it I found out from my Grandparents that the man who bought the bike is a chaplain at a hospital.  That is so amazing!!! God is so good!  The bike truly went to a good home and a good heart.  Oh and his wife works at Los Gatos Christian School which is at Venture (my church).  Crazy connections like that were happening all day at the sale, I'm telling you.


Another story that touched my heart deeply was this woman who lives several blocks down the street near my elementary school.  She bought my mom's old patio set.  Did I mention we have been trying to get rid of this thing forever?!  I took up so much space.  It was beautiful, but big.  This huge marble and granite table with six rod iron chairs.  So she comes and looks at it and wants to buy it.  We had people going back to look at the table all morning but no interest at all really.  We lowered the price and still nothing.  It was a $2,000 set, we were selling it for $350 at that point.  So her and her husband came and she was the first one to truly want it.  I was so excited.  So then she starts to connect with me and tell me this backstory about how she saw this table at Costco 7 or 8 years ago but could not afford it.  She wanted it so badly but knew it would never be in the budget.  She prayed God would provide if it was His will.  She knew I was a Christian because I had a bunch of Christian books out for sale.  So we started to connect about that and hit it off.  Then she told me that in a month her son is coming home from his college graduation and she is hosting his big dinner in her backyard.  She was asking God how she was going to make it work, with a little rinky-dink table and chair set on the patio and nothing nice outside.  So then she saw my ad on the neighborhood website and I posted about a patio set.  It peaked her interest.  She thought- maybe, just maybe it could be the same set she had longed for years ago.  When she arrived and saw the matching chairs sitting on the front lawn she was beside herself.  She couldn't believe that all those years later God had really provided that exact table and patio set she asked for-- and JUST IN TIME for her son's grad party nonetheless.  Then my mom sold her some beautiful lanterns that she fell in love with too, for the backyard.  Her husband bought them for her, and she looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Wow this must all be a mother's day gift! I am so blown away by God right now!" And we kept saying how God provides and how amazing He is.

I am telling you-- the day was FULL of stories like that.  Good thing I didn't let a little black eye stop me from experiencing all of these little miracles and blessings.  I would have missed out big time.  Shutout and BIG THANKS to my family and friends for helping me still go through with it.  Ya'll are THE best.

GOD BLESS my lovely friends!!!













The Armor of GOD really works : How I could have lost an eye


Okay so I have some stories to tell.  And I have selfishly been keeping them to myself.  But I realize that these amazing things happen because of GOD-- by and through and IN HIM.  To not share about them and what HE has done-- is like that metaphor about a stagnant lake/body of water.  If the water doesn't pour out and just sits there full, it gets stale, putrid, motionless.  Well yeah, I don't want to be those things, do you?!  So I am pouring back out what was poured into me.  Joy shared IS multiplied. So why not share?  It really IS caring.  


So here goes it.  Saturday I had a big garage sale at my grandparents house.  The morning of I woke up REALLY early (in the 5 am neighborhood) to set up and set everything out.  I had really prepared for this thing by putting signs all over the neighborhood the night before, gathering up items from family members and carrying them all to one spot in the yard a few days before, posting on various garagesale websites to advertise.  Needless to say, I was raring to go!  So as my alarm goes off I said a couple prayers before getting out of bed-- putting on the armor of God for the day and such.  Then I stand up (no lights on) bulldoze my way down the hall, into the bathroom and took a spill for the worst.  Let's just say my face and the counter broke the fall.  I honestly don't know if I tripped or passed out from getting up to fast-- I can't remember much of it until the crash, bang, boom happened. I tried piecing it together later but it is still hard to make sense of.  All I know is that when my eye/face hit that counter I let out a LOUD "NOOOO!!" Quickly followed by "MOMMMM!" She heard the crash and called out, "Did you fall??" Little did she know it was my face that fell.  In. To. THE. COUNTER. Ouch.  I ran over to the freezer covering my eye as it was pounding and throbbing with pain, and reached for a bag of frozen corn.  When I stuck the bag on my eye it hurt even worse, so I proceeded to pull it off and saw blood all over the bag.  My stomach turned. I started to cry, and looked at my mom saying "I'm scared! I'm scared!" The look on her face made it even worse as she looked at the blood on my face and eye. Which in turn made me assume the VERY worst.  Because my eye hit so hard, I was imagining that my eyeball itself was bleeding and it had punctured and I was going to lose the eye all together.  My thoughts were racing, my stomach was tumbling, my heart was pounding, body shaking, arms and hands numb (from adrenaline and fear I guess). My mom ran toward my grandparents room, since we were all there for the garage sale thank God.  She turned the light on and called for him to come quickly.  I am sure that was a rude awakening him and my grandma were not excited about.  Gosh it is hard to not expect the worst when you are woken that way.  Grandpa and grandma come rushing in-- I still cannot even look in the mirror because I am so scared at how bad it is.  Mom is grabbing our purses and saying we are going to the ER and I am going to need stitches. I then get really, really queasy and light-headed. I went over to the sink thinking I was going to  vomit or pass-out. Grandpa calmed me down big time and had me lay down and drink some water and breathe deeply.  In the midst of all this I was also pretty upset that we were going to have to cancel this whole thing I had spent so much time and work on.  Okay, back to the point.  So Grandpa gets a better look at the laceration and wipes the blood off my cheek and eye to see that it is only two smaller cuts on and beside my eyelid.  He waits for it to clot and has mom get me a mirror so I can look at it.  He knows this will calm me down once I can see that it is not as bad as I am imagining. Once I saw it, it really did calm me down. It felt MUCH worse than it looked.  I knew the bruising might be pretty bad, but everything was going to be OK.  WOW.  Talk about God's protection.  Now let me tell you-- in the midst of the storm and chaos of all of this-- satan was trying to get me to doubt.  He was whispering-- "oh look, you had JUST prayed, and put on the armor of God.  Look what good that did you. Pointless.  You got hurt anyways." LIES, LIES I tell you.  Immediately God's Truth came flooding in-- "NO WAY.  THAT WAS GOD'S PROTECTION. Are you kidding me?! That could have been SO bad.  One centimeter off and it would have been your eyeball.  That armor and GOD Himself was protecting you."  Thank God I had just put the armor on.  

Grandma, Grandpa, Mom (and God of course) comforted me back to normal, and before you know it I was on my merry way setting up for the big day ahead.  The garage sale was a HUGE hit.  It is safe to say we had over 200-300 people come and shop with us.  Let me also say that there is NO WAY that after all of that, that I could have done any of that work without GOD'S strength in my weakness.  His grace is sufficient.  He had grace upon grace-- I still cannot believe all that I did following that head injury.  Only in Christ could I have done that.  Major praise to HIM.  It was SUCH a blessed day.  So many Divine Appointments.  More stories to come.  God bless!! Jesus LOVES YOU PERFECTLY in your imperfections.  HE is perfect, you don't have to be. xoxox