Everytime I forget why I'm serving, worship brings me back to my focus. The focus bigger than myself, what we were all born to do.

I just have to be disciplined and stay focus, although it's so easy to be distracted. Going to a bigger church always sends tingles down my spine (haha), because I suddenly see heaven open over the earth. It's actually always open, just that I forget to take time to stand in awe each day.


Can You Handle This One Too, Lord? poem by Debbie Kendrick

Can You handle this one, too, Lord?
It’s not a big problem
that would mess up my life
or anything like that —
it’s just a little thing
that bothers me now and then
like a grain of sand
in my shoe,

and i always figured
it was too small to
bother You with.
But today i noticed that
i’m starting to limp.

Can You handle this one, too, Lord?