It’s Not Too Late

Am reminded to share this tonight:

I have experienced some pretty awesome things with God throughout the years – by myself or with other other people – love encounters, creative miracles, great healings, crazy accurate prophetic words, reconciliation and restoration between people, salvation, divine appointments, signs and wonders..

What has become more and more clear to me, however, is how undeserved it all is.

On some days I have been filled with confidence and strength.

Other days I have felt extremely lousy and weak, even filled with shame.

God has helped me and loved on me in whatever situation.

You may read this and feel so bad about yourself and your circumstances that you think God won’t help you or have anything to do with you..

Well, He does! He really does!

When it comes to God’s love, you can’t do anything to deserve it.

Whatever you do, He won’t love you more – or less!

God wants to help you

and He wants to be with you.

He has promised that:

“if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.

For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.

For the Scripture says, “Whoever believes on Him will not be put to shame.”

For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek, for the same Lord over all is rich to all who call upon Him.

For “whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

(Romans 10:9-13)

 “Saved” means rescued, healed, and delivered.

It is not too late for you! 

God can come and help you

and turn your whole life around, 

simply because He loves YOU. 



Philippines Trip 2015

Hello everybody,

Two nights ago I arrived in Redding, California, after almost two glorious weeks in the Philippines!

The Filipino people are very friendly and reported to be one of the most happy and content people in the world. I believe it!
They are also the #1 selfie nation in the world.
Most are Catholic or Pentecostal, but there’s also about 15 % Muslims and a smaller percentage of Buddhists and Hindus.

I will now try to give an account of our time there; as brief, yet insightful as possible..

We were a team consisting of approximately 45 people from all parts of the world. We were working together with several of the local churches in the areas we went to.

The first half of the trip we stayed in Manila, and we started out with a conference; I am revival. Most of the team spent the first half of the day on Smoky mountain, ministering to people living in the dumps there. I was at the conference, however, as I was in charge of arts; painting a picture for someone in the audience, and activating other people in painting on stage as well.

In the late afternoon the rest of the team joined us at the conference, and we split up into different ministry booths, such as prophetic drawings, healing art, prophetic dance, prophetic singing, etc.
I did prophetic drawings, and saw many touched by God speaking through the art pieces.

On the first Sunday we split up into teams of around 4 in each, and went to different churches. I got to lead a church service in Hosea church together with one of my best friends, Melissa, whom I lived together with last year. We had two first year students with us, Alex and Christian.

After a great worship session, we presented ourselves, and proceeded to hand out the prophetic paintings that were made during worship. Alex on our team had never done this before, and also got to activate a girl, Julie, from the church. People were greatly touched. We had our two first year students come up and share about identity and the prophetic. Christian also called out people from the crowd and spoke into their lives. This was also a first time for Alex to speak on stage, and she rocked it! She has a very powerful testimony, and also broke off lies that many people tend to believe about themselves.

As we listened to Alex, Melissa and I decided to go up and follow up on what was being said. We shared about how we can have a heavenly perspective and laugh at lies, because we know the truth, and the truth is more powerful. We shared some examples of lies, such as “I am only liked because of what I can do, not for who I am” or “Since I made a mistake, I am a mistake”.
And then we laughed at these lies and declared the truth instead.

Time went by fast, and we proceeded to do a fire tunnel which people could go through at their own pace. We prayed for and blessed them. Afterward, anyone who wanted prayer for anything could come up front to us.

I got to pray for a lady who had a condition for more than a year which made her constantly cold. That’s hard to believe in the Philippines! I myself felt like I was melting away. I prayed a short prayer, and she was instantly healed, and felt warm again.

Then there were other people I prayed for who had some kind of encounter with God and fell to the ground.

The service was now officially ended, and we went to the back room for lunch. We were not finished, however.

During the service, I felt that I needed to find John and Elizabeth. A man in a yellow t-shirt was also highlighted to me. We did not have time to do this during the service, however. So afterwards, I asked one of the leaders who John and Elizabeth were. As it turns out, Elizabeth was not there that day, but I had a picture I had made for her, with a small note, which a friend of hers could pass on for me.

Then I was presented to John and gave him a powerful directional word, and he was very touched. Then there was only the man in the yellow shirt left. I went over to him and presented myself. His name was also John! And he was also given a word.

Some weeks before the trip, I kept being reminded of Ezekiel 47, where water goes out from the threshold of the Temple, getting deeper and deeper the farther it flows from there. I had planned to share parts of this chapter with the church at the beginning of the service, but felt that I should wait. When we had finished our lunch, we went on to bless the leadership, and I started reading from Ezekiel 47, saying I felt this was a word specifically for them in this season. As it turns out, the church was founded on that chapter, back in the mid-nineties, but they were still waiting to see this really come to pass. We blessed the pastor and thanked God for confirming His word. Then we anointed all of the leadership with oil, and they instantly started laughing and having encounters with God.

On Monday we had a chance to go to an indoor market and look at merchandise. We split into smaller groups and brought some printed pictures with us. I got to talk with several people, and all of them wanted prayer for something; family, finances, healing, etc. We got to bless a lot of people that day. Other groups also reported that some had received Jesus into their hearts!

After this we went to a spa where the whole team got a free massage, and could get manicures/pedicures. I wasn’t feeling well that day, so I skipped the massage, ordered a cup of tea and sat down to relax in the lobby, where the air wasn’t as “heavy”. I had just sat down for a few minutes when the air became heavy, so I looked up, and realized I was less than 3 feet away from someone burning incense as an offering to a Hindu god. No wonder I didn’t like the atmosphere in that place! I started interceding for the place and the people there, but didn’t get a chance to talk with any of the staff there.

The next day our big team split up into smaller teams, going to 4 different locations in the Philippines. Our group went down to Davao, on Mindanao Island, where I also went last year. I was leading a team of six together with another girl, and we were supposed to work with a special group for three whole days while down there. This had to be cancelled, however.

Instead, we went to a deaf institute the first day. The students were of all ages. After a local pastor, Amy, taught about human trafficking (which is a huge issue in that area), and the different kinds of trafficking, she wanted to show the students a video with a testimony from someone who had been rescued. As happens a lot there, the wi-fi only occasionally works, and she had one of the girls on my team share her testimony instead.

Meet Pooh. This lovely lady from Thailand has a powerful story, part of it being how she was forced to prostitute herself in order to survive, and was saved through an act of kindness from some missionaries on vacation. Two days after being saved and rescued, she went out on the streets to help others get free.

After this, we had another girl, Tamara, share about self image, which was very good for what we were doing next. The pastor had an altar call, and about a handful wanted to receive Jesus.

We split up into six groups and got to know our group of students. We all had an interpreter, which was interesting. If you think normal translation takes time, wait till you try getting translated into sign language and then back!

I talked about how God can speak to all of us, and that He wants us to know His heart, and that He wants to know us. Then I prayed for everyone individually, and gave them each a card with a picture and a prophetic word I wrote for them beforehand.

The session went by very quickly, as much time was literally lost in translation, but the group all seemed encouraged. After a lunch break, we each chose two or three people from our group, so that they could receive a sozo-session. We would have wanted to give sozos to everyone, but would have needed more days for that..

Sozo is a Greek word which means salvation, healing and deliverance, all at the same time. In a sozo-session, we partner with Holy Spirit and use different tools in order to help others deal with traumatic or hard experiences, receive inner healing, encounter God, and get breakthroughs.

I first met with a young man, and asked him how be was doing. In short, he felt sinful and shameful because of things he had done in the past, although he was now saved and baptized. I talked to him about how Jesus’ blood covers all sin, and that He died for us before we were even born and had sinned at all.
I asked him to close his eyes and see Father God. He couldn’t. He only saw darkness. We tried the same with Jesus, and that went well. Jesus was next to him, and was smiling at him. But when I asked him to ask Jesus “How do you see me/what do you think about me?”, I got a typical religious answer. He needed to “do” a lot of things, like reading his bible more, be a better person. I’m not saying this isn’t important, but the question here is not what you should/need to do, but what God thinks about YOU.
We worked some on that, dealt with some forgiveness issues, and I went back to Father God. I found out that he had a distant and very reverent relationship with his father. He had a good father, but they had a hard time communicating.

I had him close his eyes again and picture Father God. This time he could see Him, but He was far away and unattainable. I asked him again to close his eyes and to ask Father God if he could come closer. We did this several times, and for each time he was able to get about 20-30 feet closer. Finally he was right in front of Him, and I had him ask if he could sit in His lap. The answer was yes. “And”, said the man, “now I’m wearing white clothes.”!

When we had finished the sozo, he felt much lighter; no more shame and guilt. He connected with Father God in a way he hadn’t before, and his countenance was changed for the better.

After this I had sozo with a young lady, which also went really well.

It was very special to be at the deaf institute. We realized how isolated and voiceless these people must often feel. There are very few who can speak to them, and fewer still who ask them to share their stories, their hopes and dreams. It turns out some of them had had quite traumatic experiences in life, and little chance to process and work through these things with someone.

One of the ladies on the team, Rachelle, met with a girl, and almost by accident, asked if she knew Jesus, when she had meant to ask something else. The girl replied that she wanted to when the invitation was given earlier, but she had had to leave the room for a moment, and missed it. So then Rachelle got to pray the salvation prayer with her. This was the first time for Rachelle to get to do so!

The next day, we went to bless the leadership in a Christian organization called Global Impact. One of the things they do, is working to prevent human trafficking and rescue those who are already trafficked. Pastor Amy, who came with us the the deaf institute, is the founder. We spent the morning praying for and prophesying over the workers, again using singing, dancing, drawing, etc.
Again, the people were greatly touched and encouraged.

In the evening, my team went to a part of the city where we could talk with prostitutes on the street. We had local people with us, and had many good encounters.
The women were very open, and there were many heart breaking stories about why they were there.
We had brought different gifts with us, pictures, head bands, ear rings, etc., and would hand them out as we felt led.

I had a black headband with white polka dots on it. When I was still in Manila, I kept thinking “I should give this particular head band to Melissa”, which wasn’t strange – it would look good on her. But I had bought these gifts for people in the Philippines, and brought it with me to Davao. As we were preparing to leave, I saw a girl with a black dress with white polka dots, and immediately knew that the head band was for her. I tapped her on the shoulder, and found out.. She was deaf! I remembered from the day before how to say “Jesus loves you” in sign language, and her face lit up. I got some other people that were with us to come over, and one of the local missionaries actually knew sign language. We got to pray for her, and she felt a sensation in her ears that she hadn’t felt before. We also got to simply love on her, and she was deeply touched by God’s presence.
Unfortunately, we had to leave after a short while, but the local missionary will be looking for her from now on.
Oh, and her name?

While our team did these things, the two other teams who went to Davao went to a high security prison one day, and saw many healings and salvations there. They also got to bless and pray for the Task Force, a branch of the military working with security and against terrorism. A Christian radio station had some people come and share what God is doing. They also had two services;
one for youth specifically.

The next day we all left Davao city at 6.30 in the morning to drive to one of the provinces about an hour and a half away. Here, we got to be a part of an outreach for the community, which offered medical examinations, dental work, ophthalmology, hair cuts, entertainment and music from the stage, prizes, etc. While this was going on, we had different booths for adults and kids; balloon swords and crowns, face painting, prophetic drawing and handing out pictures, singing, etc. This time I was on the healing team. We found it was easier for us to go to people than have them come to us, especially as many who needed healing were in line to see the doctor or dentist. We each found someone to interpret for us, and basically just asked everyone we saw if they had any pain or problems with their bodies.
A lot of them did.

We prayed for a lady who was waiting to see the dentist – she needed to get a very painful tooth pulled. We prayed, and all her pain went away. I don’t know what the dentist said when he examined her.
We prayed for many painful backs, knees, migraines and cataracts that day, and saw many healings. A woman had a very painful arm, with little mobility and got fully healed.
There were also surprisingly many people with some kind of respiratory problem – they had a hard time breathing, and had pain. Everyone we prayed for got healed, and felt “lighter”.

Someone else who walked around praying for healing, got to pray for a woman with a multitude of lumps in both her breasts. I don’t remember the details, except that afterwards, all the lumps had vanished from one breast, and only one was left in the other.

Towards the end, I got to pray for a Muslim couple. They both needed healing, and the woman also wanted to receive Jesus!

While I was praying for these two people, another Muslim woman watching us from a distance was highlighted to me, but I couldn’t just up and leave right then. When I was done, I couldn’t see the woman anymore. I went to the entrance of the outreach area to get some water, and people started leaving, as it was just announced that the event was over. So I stayed at the entrance and looked for this woman. I found her and got to talk to her. I asked if anyone had prayed for her that day, and she said no one had asked her so far. She came to see the doctor, but as with others, there wasn’t enough time for the doctor to see everybody…

We got to pray for healing for her, and talked some. I said that even though she didn’t get to see the first doctor, there was another, better doctor wanting to heal her right now – Jesus. Did she want to receive Him as Savior and Lord as well? Yes!
So I had my interpreter pray the prayer of salvation with her, and we made sure she (and the other woman as well) would be contacted by local Christians.
What a glorious day! I’ve seldom felt more happy and excited. Or sweaty and dirty..

On Sunday we were another mixed group of four going to a church in Davao: me, Carmella, Christian and Pooh.

We touched upon different things, but especially saw God healing hearts that day. After activating people in the congregation in physical healing as well, we had a blessing tunnel. People took their time going through it, and were encountered by God.

We left Davao and came back to Manila for one last day. We had a loong debrief time in a conference room where all the different teams (9) shared different highlights. Then we spent a lot of time praying for and prophesying over local leaders and whoever else were present. Even that last night we got to see people mightily touched by God’s presence.

The next morning we went to the Manila airport, and when our flight was delayed, some of us got a chance to talk to and minister to other people at the gate. Melissa and I met a woman called Irene, and we got to encourage her and pray for her different needs. Others got to pray for healing for people.

I’ve been very blessed on this trip, also financially. Before leaving Norway, a couple gave me some Filipino money (Pisos) they couldn’t use anymore. I thought it might be enough for a meal or so, but it turned out to be worth close to a $100! Together with the Pisos, was another note I couldn’t identify, but I brought it anyway. When I came to Manila and met my team, I found out that one of them was from Thailand (Pooh), and that I had Thai money. Obviously, the money was for her, and she told me that with this money she could buy food for her two kids in Thailand for an entire week!

I haven’t had this experience before, not even last year in the Philippines: both churches my team ministered to, took up an offering for us (we found out later), so I was trying to give away my money, but ended up getting more instead, each time. I also had people just paying for my coffee, or other things. I ended up using some of the money, but I really didn’t need much, and could give most of it away.

Because of these blessings, I didn’t have to use my credit card at all for two weeks, until April 1st, when I arrived in Redding and needed groceries.

Since I’be been going from Norway – Philippines – USA – and soon to Norway again (east – east -east), I’ve been declaring since I was in Norway that I would have no jet lag (I’ve tried it before, and it’s no fun..) on this trip. It’s been so easy this time! I’ve had so much energy and have slept well at night.

Bonus round:

I went to second year at Bethel on Wednesday with some of my friends. As expected, the leadership asked for people to come up and share testimonies from their mission trips (most people came back Monday night or Tuesday night). The testimonies were amazing but we didn’t get very far with them.

Someone shared about a young lady whose ear drums had been completely blown out and she was deaf. She got healed completely from her deafness, but as she went for a doctor’s examination, her ear drums were still missing!

After this testimony, the leadership started going after healing instead. Several people were healed of issues with their ears, including one of my friends who had had grommets before. One of them had left some scar tissue and he had a more minor injury to his left ear. Now suddenly he could tell from what direction a sound came from, which was hard for him before. Many different healings happened. Several were healed of tinnitus which they had had for as long as 25 years!

But my favorite is this one:
One of the students in the group I interned in last year, Timothy, was practically deaf. He had hearing aids, but even if he was right next to me, he wouldn’t be able to hear me. He couldn’t distinguish any sounds; they would just be noise. Instead, he read lips so well, I wasn’t even aware until now of exactly how bad his hearing was!
Today he was completely healed, and could hear and distinguish normal talk and laughter for the first time since he was 6 years old!
I cried.

I want to thank you all for sowing into this trip, into me, and all the people I’ve met, both with intercession and finances. I have been so blessed by it and have also felt very covered in prayer and in being sent out by my church.

I love you all,

Life before the Breakthrough

I love breakthroughs.
Something’s been very hard for me and then – suddenly – I’ve got breakthrough! What was once such a burden or challenge is not so anymore.

We often get to hear about people’s breakthroughs:

I was chronically ill but praise God, I’m healed now!

We were unable to have children, and now we have three by the grace of God!

I was depressed and suicidal for years but finally God delivered me!

I had no money for food and bills and was about to be evicted. I cried out to God and He came through.

Hearing about other’s breakthroughs are great!
God gets the glory and we are encouraged by hearing that breakthroughs do indeed exist. When it’s happened to someone else I know it can happen to me too!

Still, I miss hearing from people before they’ve got their breakthrough.
To learn how to get breakthrough, I need to know the way there. And I need to know that there’s life before the breakthrough.
How do I go on with life before I’ve had my breakthrough?
What if it takes years before I’m there?!?

I think what happens before the breakthrough is just as important – if not more – as during and after.

It’s easy to think I’ll be a happier person when I’ve had my breakthrough. It’s easy to praise God when I realize He has healed or delivered me!

But I want to know that it’s possible to be happy despite what I’m lacking in some area of my life.
I want to know how to praise Him in the storm.

I know we all love to hear about life after the breakthrough.

I love breakthroughs and have my own personal experiences which I can share with others.

Still, there are breakthroughs I’m contending for right now, and I’m learning how to live victoriously in the process, which I dare say is a breakthrough in itself 😉

I’m telling you, there’s life before the breakthrough as well!

It can be gloriously messy and challenging, but oh, so full of life and oh, so rewarding.

His Love Qualifies Me

His (God’s) love qualifies me!

This is by no means some expression I came up with, but I’ve thought about it a great deal lately.

Of course, this is something I need to be reminded of and meditate upon in all seasons, but as I’ve entered a new season with new challenges, I’ve needed to make sure I live by this standard.

His love qualifies me.

Or else I’ll live by other standards such as:

Other people’s approval of me qualifies me

People’s praise of me qualifies me

When I’m succeeding at everything I do, I’m qualified.

Some days these standards will work excellently for me!
But most days they won’t. Not even close.

More often than not there will be incidents at work or in my private life screaming in my face:

You’re not good enough! You’re not meeting the standards.

The truth is:
Not everyone will approve of me and what I do

Not everyone will praise me and like what I do

Not everything I do will succeed (or seem to do so)

Trying to live by these standards is never a good idea. Even when they seem to work for me one day they will come back and slap me in the face the next.

When I’m praised by others and make that my mark of qualification I need to be praised more and more – so that I will keep knowing that I’m qualified.

When I succeed at something I would want to keep succeeding – nothing wrong with that! – but if I make this my mark of qualification – what happens when I don’t succeed??

I’m not saying no to succeeding, to be encouraged and approved by others. It’s pivotal for me and all of us to experience this at some level.

I have to admit that:
I love to feel approved and praised
I love to feel that I’ve succeeded at something

But there’s only one thing which qualifies me:
His love


The Importance of a Brother

From a single woman’s perspective:

A wise friend once noted how, while only one man will end up as your husband in life (usually), there are hundreds, if not more, amazing and godly single men you will meet out there who will not be your husband.

What, then, are they to you? Just random people passing by?

I think not. Although only one man ends up being “the right one”*, does not mean that every other man you meet is “wrong”.

They aren’t “wrong”; they are right for you, just in another way. They have the potential to play another mighty important role in your life: Being your brother.

When you’re introduced to a man, what goes through your mind at first?

“Could he be..?”

“I hope he likes me..”


“He’s not my type”

“He’s not spiritual enough”

“He’s taken..”

“He’s too young/old”

Then what? If he doesn’t pass the “potential husband test”, will he be written off as irrelevant to you?

There’s nothing wrong with meeting someone and at some point realizing that it’s not the two of you.

Just watch out.

While only one man gets to be your husband, many men can be brothers in your life. Don’t let that opportunity go!

Why am I talking about this?

Through men, women have an opportunity to experience brotherly love. To be protected. Supported. Affirmed. Pursued in a different way. You get to learn more about guys; how they think, feel and act. You get to learn how to be treated right. Loved well. You get more prepared for marriage. And of course, you as a sister can likewise be a huge blessing to your brother(s).

So many people have a love tank on a constant low. I believe God is the ultimate source of love for any individual, but we are also created to be loved by other people. We all need to be loved.

When the need for affection from others is not met in a healthy way, it can turn ugly. A woman who is not affirmed by caring men in her life (fathers, brothers), is more prone to go seek “love” wherever she can get it. She might give herself away in order to be “loved”, because she’s desperate. She might settle for less, because she doesn’t know she can have more..

Men, when we don’t have brothers around to show us what real men are like, and how women should be treated, we are likely to get hurt, both emotionally, physically and spiritually.

We need brothers who will give us advice, and protect us if and when a situation arises. We need brothers who have no problem telling us that

“you are beautiful today”,


“I don’t trust that guy”.

We need you around to tell us who we are and how much we are worth. By doing this you’ve already protected us from much grief. 

Brothers, you are more important than you think. You can do so much to empower and love the sisters around you.

Are you willing to lay your life down (in a sense) for someone who will not even be your wife??

Think of it this way: you’re protecting the bride until the bridegroom has arrived. What an honor!

And.. wouldn’t you as a future husband want for your bride to be to have loving brothers around her until she gets wed?

I’m not writing this to put any pressure (well, maybe a little bit..) on anyone.

I’m saying this more to show how important you men are in our lives. You don’t have to marry us to have a huge impact on our lives! (and I haven’t even talked about fathers in here..)

Even if you’re a young man and do not plan to “find someone” for several years yet, or you just don’t “feel it” yet, you can still love a lot of women!


I haven’t focused on being a sister here. I am positive that it is important for men to have sisters in their lives, but I won’t talk about that right now.

Also, I know that it can be hard for men sometimes to act brotherly towards women, because women sometimes have a tendency to misinterpret their BROTHERLY love and think they mean more than they really do. How many times do you want to deal with that?!?

I can understand men who stop complimenting on women because it only gave them (and the woman as well) trouble. But still, I think the very antedote to this is to step out, keep stepping out, and choose to be a brother. The more brothers we have, the more we will understand it when a brother comes along. The more we will know that there can be affection that is just that. No second agenda. As we are surrounded more and more by brotherly love, we’ll be more fulfilled, more empowered. Our love tank will already be filled, and we’ll be able to wait, while enjoying life so much more until it’s actually time to get married.

Just Receive

So Laura and I went on our coffee date and got to catch up on a million things, such as our recent mission trips. As amazing as that was, what Laura shared with me afterwards, as we were on our way back home, really inspired me. To write. This. *

For about a week after missions she had been feeling distant from God. It all started with her listening to some secular music one day. At some point afterwards she was feeling distant from God and eventually decided that it must be because of her listening to that music earlier. Even so, she couldn’t get out of this feeling of being distant. She found it hard to get close to God at all.

Even though she sensed God saying to her throughout the week:

“Just receive.” 

Fortunately, at some point Laura realized that it wasn’t the music she had listened to earlier on that week that kept her from feeling close to God and loved by Him. And it wasn’t God either. Who can separate us from the love of Christ? Tribulation, distress, persecution, famine, nakedness, peril or sword? What about death or life, angels, principalities or powers, things present or to come? Or height, depth, or any created thing?!? Nope. Nothing can. The love of God which is in Christ Jesus is stronger than all of these things (Romans 8:31-39, paraphrased). 

Try to imagine a God who is so afraid of or disgusted by what we all do, that He cannot help but distance Himself from us every time we fail to meet His standards. It would mean perpetual separation. He wouldn’t have time to come back on the scene again before something else occurred.. 

Remember the Garden? God didn’t separate Himself from Adam and Eve. They hid from Him. But He was calling out for them. He wanted connection. And He hasn’t changed! 

Laura realized how much she had felt that she had to do the “right things” in order to stay intimate with God. Then, when she happened to feel distant from God, naturally she searched for an answer to why. What had she done wrong?? It must have been that music.. 

Thankfully, God’s love is unconditional. His love for Laura didn’t change a bit because she listened to some music. It wouldn’t change for the worse if she had killed someone. It wouldn’t change for the better if she was the most saintly person alive. 

I would suggest that there’s only one thing that can separate you from God’s love:


Not from messing up and disqualifying yourself. Then we’d all be in big trouble. 

But we all have a choice to make. Will we say yes to God’s love? To His gift of grace? Or will we try to earn His love and run away from Him when we mess up? 

Once Laura realized the lie she believed; having to work hard and not mess up in order to stay connected to God, she laughed at it. 

Instead she could fully embrace the truth: “Nothing can separate me from the love of God. Nothing.” 

What was left to do? Absolutely nothing. 

Just receive. 

And so she did.. 


* with permission from said person 🙂 



What It’s All About

A few days ago I was in a class, where the teacher talked about relationships and love. He shared on how the famous 10 commandments in the Old Testament are all about relationship – with God and with people. 

So often, we tend to look at what God/Jesus is saying as commandments to follow, rules to obey, when all along, they’re of a relational nature. God is telling us what He cares about; giving us a piece of His heart. 

We proceeded to look at what we need and also need to give others, in order to be loved/love them: 

Grace and compassion

Time and attention

Identity and value 


And it really struck me how it is important for God that I listen to Him and care about what He has to say. Just like with any other friend. No, it’s not like I haven’t taken time to listen to Him before, or that I don’t treasure what He tells me, but I’ve never thought of it quite this way before. Giving God time and attention isn’t just a wise thing to do for your own sake. It’s something that really touches God Himself. 

We went on to look at Matthew 22:36-40: 

Teacher, (Jesus) which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”

Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments. (NIV) 

There are three things I have to say about this passage today: 

1) Clearly, it matters a lot to God that we love Him! To break it down a little bit; when we love someone, we care about them, we want to listen to and spend time with them, we think about how we affect that someone with our words and actions, we trust them, etc. 

2) When Jesus speaks of the Law and the Prophets, He’s basically talking about all the commandments found in the Old Testament. What are they all rooted in? Loving God, your neighbor (other people) and yourself. “Get” love (relationships), and you don’t have to worry about any other commandments. They all spring out of love anyway. 

3) Yes, I knew this passage commands us to love God and others. I also knew that we need to love ourselves, for our own sake, but also in order to truly love others. A fresh revelation for me this week was this: We are commanded to love ourselves! 

As the song goes: 

All we need is love.