The safe road


I love country driving.

Tonight was the perfect night for some. The sky was sending small, gentle drops. The last light of day was loitering about. I was in unknown country. I wanted to explore.

The part of town I am familiar with, is the prison and its surrounding block. It is a marvelous sight, but the life behind the marvel is daunting. I wanted to discover the country outside of those walls. I began to drive, turning up one back road I once was acquainted with. (I had slept in its corners one night in my car.)

I turned up the music and opened the sunroof. The trees along this country were thick and green. Farm fields were freshly laid with manure, the rows of beauty overpowering the smell. The farmhouses were picturesque. I was lost in the awe of it all. Gorgeous.

Before I knew it, I was deeper and deeper in the country. I loved it, but I wanted to be able to make it back. Cell service was sketchy. I began to fear, but for a moment. I was calmed with these words, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you where you need to go.” I said, “AMEN!”

I kept driving, relaxing in the beauty. My soul resting. Before I knew it, I was where I needed to be.

That drive, with all the favor of beauty, was a blessed reminder…I can be in foreign country and not fear. I can rest, trusting in Him to get me where I need to be. I am on the safe road. I don’t have to know where I’m going. I might have a dirt road or two. But, I don’t have to worry…I’m going where I need to be.


My hope is in…

Bible Reading: Isaiah 55:8-13 hope
I am known for being swept away in hope. Hope is exceptionally beautiful. Hope swoops in on a day of weakness and lifts you up in the strength of it’s arms. Hope floods the dreary darkness with untold wattages of light. Hope is a blessed friend.
As such a lover of hope, I’ve learned an invaluable lesson- be mindful of what you put your hope in. I, more often than not, was putting my hope in MY thoughts and in MY ways. This would carry me only so long until I was once again dropped in the gloomy darkness, sobbing, and wondering how I’d made it back to this place of despair.
That is until I found a far more brilliant hope, evermore beautiful than I’d known. It goes a little something like this, “O Israel, hope in the LORD; for with the LORD there is mercy, and with Him is abundant redemption.” (NKJV) I like how the NLV says it, “O Israel, hope in the LORD; for with the LORD there is unfailing love. His redemption overflows.”
I remember hoping for the great love of my life to swoop in and carry me away forever. I even put my hope in a specific person to fulfill that love. My hope was in MY thoughts, and so I made my own ways. My ways were not always pure, and sometimes my ways compromised my own deep, internal desires. My hope betrayed me. My hope was false.
It wasn’t until I recognized this, and I repented and surrendered, that my hope was redeemed. The unfailing love of my merciful Father swept down and delivered me to the arms of the great love of my life. NEVER did I think I would fall in love the way I did, but, His thoughts are not my thoughts, nor are His ways my ways. How I praise Him for that! Today, I am loved so greatly, and without compromise or impurity. I am loved with the love only God bestows.
My encouragement is this, you WILL face heartache, trial, and tribulation, BUT when your HOPE is IN THE LORD, it won’t, it can’t, betray you! “So shall My Word be that goes forth from MY mouth; it shall not return to Me void.” Relinquish your own ways, renew your thoughts, and hope in the Lord. “For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace..” This is where I want my hope. Amen.

Father Time, Time is the Fathers

My heart is filled with thanksgiving as I stand in my warm kitchen, making my youngest son his favorite egg dish. I take a moment to look out the window over the wintry landscape. The brown deer running up the hill, along the deep tree line, stands out against the white fallen snow. I am so thankful to live where I do.
My mouth opens in praise as I thank God for providing our home, the land it sits on, the wildlife that shares it with us, as well as the family who owns it and that have adopted us as their own. I praise God for having not only heard my prayers, but for being so attentive to my heart to also provide the things of His creation that I most adore. I began to speak of His overwhelming grace, and give thanks that my name, Samantha Grace, is a constant reminder of how abundant grace is in my life. I open my heart to receive this great gift He bestows to me.
But as I stood in praise, thanks, and grace, I also confessed how I want to live more for Him. I began praying, “God, please forgive me, and help me to redeem the time. Help me to manage my time better.” My lips were silenced as I softly and gently heard, “It’s not YOUR time.” My prayers and confession immediately changed.
I know this to be truth. Many times I have surrendered all to Him, and many times, one by one, He unveils areas in my life that I falsely believe to be surrendered. Time, is His. HE called me here for good works and purpose. (Ephesians 2:10) I don’t desire to walk around in my own will, wasting precious time. I want to be completely consumed in His will, redeeming HIS time.
I encourage you to step back a moment and ask God to reveal if you are redeeming His time, or taking it all for self.

Gods time

Always in love and encouragement,

Trust and Believe

Trapped in a den of lions? Are your Lions roaring, growling, ready to pounce, with mouth wide open? Perhaps you feel as though you’re about to be devoured. Maybe, the face of the lion, while distorted with blood thirsty anger, looks familiar. Maybe it’s the face of a friend, a spouse, or a co-worker.

Daniel found himself in a den of lions, for worshipping his God. A law had been signed and sealed that no one should worship anyone other than King Darius. Daniel, as he was accustomed, dropped to his knees three times daily to praise the Living God. When the Kings men found him on bent knees, they couldn’t wait to deliver him to the King, and ultimately to the lions.

Those happy and proud men who found Daniel breaking their law were sure his life sentence was signed and sealed.

But God!

There would be a delivering, but it wouldn’t be to death. You see, Daniel believed his God, (Daniel 6:23) and his God believed in him. “My God sent His angel and shut the lions’ mouths, so that they have not hurt me, because I was found innocent before Him…” (6:22) He, the Almighty, faithful, loving God shut the mouths of the lions, delivering Daniel.

He’ll deliver you too. Just belive. Trust and believe.

Peace be multiplied to you.

…For He is the living God,

And steadfast forever,

His kingdom is the one which shall not

be destroyed,

And His dominion shall endure to the end.

He delivers and rescues,

And He works signs and wonders

In heaven and on earth…


Don’t forget to fall to those beautiful knees and give, joyfully, praise to He who is worthy.

The search is over


I’ve searched, oh how I’ve searched. Purpose, where are you? Meaning, will you please reveal yourself to me?! I’ve studied journalism, early childhood education, forensics, criminal justice, sociology, philosophy. I’ve worked, I’ve searched. I prayed and begged for motherhood, surely that would give me purpose. So why then am I still searching?

Because I am overlooking, or maybe perhaps, UNDER-looking. My sight is shallow.

We all desire to find our purpose. The problem is we believe in purpose as a title, a position, a career. We seek meaning, looking in each corner of the earth, but we don’t look up. Purpose and meaning can be found when we look to the Creator. HE is our purpose. Meaning can not reveal itself, but God can reveal meaning.

He’s opened my eyes. I now see that meaning-is loving. That purpose-is loving. We all have work to do. My work is to be a Mom. My work is to write-to share the good news-the glory of God. My work is to do unto the least of these. My work is to do the will of Him who sent me, and to finish His work.

My eyes are open. I’ve removed idols. I’ve stopped asking for meaning to reveal itself to me, and asked God to do so. Do you know what He said? “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.”

When we do that, everything else becomes meaningful. We have and recognize purpose. When we live according to our purpose, ALL things are possible.

Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.

Lord, I love you. I will love others as You have loved me! Thank you for opening my eyes to true purpose. You are glorious and I give you ALL honor and praise. You are worthy! Amen.

Encouraging Scripture: Matthew 19:26, 22:37, 25:40, John 4:34, 13:34, 15:13

Glory to God

I love when I awake early in the morning and the first words that run through my head are music lyrics. This morning, the first words my brain processed were “Our God is able.”
You see, like any other human being, life presses in all around, attempting to fill my brain with worry, fear, anxiety. My walk has taught me to capture those thoughts, and be an optimist. I fall sometimes. I’m human. But, there’s always this strength. I can’t see it. Can’t touch it. No, my senses can’t identify it. Yet, it makes itself known.
After I sing my morning song, I roll on my bed to bow on my knees in praise and thanks for a brand new day. I confess that I know He is able, applying His ableness to my current, and temporary, earthly worries that try to possess my thinking. Like every other morning, I start the brew and fit in a quick morning tone-stretch-pick me up. (I’m not sure you can call it a workout when it only takes as long as it does for the coffee to brew.) I then take my fresh cup of joe to my recliner for my morning devotions.
I always start with an old, and very special book. A 21st birthday gift from my beautiful and inspiring cousin, Mia. (2001 old. I said the book is old.) It’s called Grace for the Moment by, Max Lucado. The scripture is Jude 24. He used the NCV, which reads, God is strong and can help you not to fall.
I’m intrigued. I woke with “He is able” and my first devotion follows with, “He is strong.” My intrigue encourages me to open my bible, NKJV, to Jude 24. This version reads, Now to Him who is able…
An answer. An encouragement. A note of faithfullness. A love letter from God Himself, who IS able!

In love and trust in Him, Samantha Grace