His divine power has given us everything we need for a godly life through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. 2 PETER 1:3

Wait a minute.

HE, God, has already given us, by being all-powerful and by being HIM, EVERYTHING we need for a godly life, THROUGH OUR KNOWLEDGE OF HIM (Who is He? Knowledge begins with fear of Him– Proverbs 1:7… find His Truth and who He is in the Word), who CALLED US by the goodness of who HE IS.

It’s just Him, as my good friend Josee put it on the phone this morning.

I woke up prayerful and ready to come into His presence and the Word. I responded to too many texts that I was late responding to (an avid texter I am not). And when Josee replied to my message asking if we could speak on the phone and I felt rushed for time, I knew talking with her was the right decision.

In our conversation I felt so blessed by Josee’s vulnerability and our openness with one another in Spirit. We spent time in prayer before we parted, and I prayed that the Lord would push us evermore in the direction of His Spirit, therefore uncomfortable in all things that are not of Him.

I chatted at length with beautiful Mary and her lovely friend, Jill, while making breakfast in our surprisingly sunny kitchen. Coffee pouring, music playing, laughter… an air of what I have always loved and seen in the breakfast meal.

Recent conversations have caused me to reflect on old childhood memories that I never really think about. Have you ever had the opportunity to do that? Anyway, I always loved breakfast. My mom always made oatmeal with blueberries for herself and read the newspaper at the kitchen table while I ate, without fail, light rye toast with peanut butter and honey. And usually lemonade. Before my mom had a job, she still woke up, every single morning, to see us off to school. Momma, you’re amazing. I loved those mornings! And on lazy Saturdays, she made pancakes or waffles and we dosed them with maple syrup and it was the greatest.

This morning was, for me, reminiscent of those untouchable childhood mornings. I didn’t have enough time to reeally cook, so I used up the last of my thick oats and cooked them on the stove with both cinnamon and cocoa. I caramelized some banana and added some mixed berries and almond butter. Brewed a coffee (Starbucks’ new Casi Cielo medium roast; highly recommended) and enjoyed it over a few YouTube videos and readings for today’s classes.


I got all ready for class while munching on an apple, some big carrots, and dates, and then headed out to class.

I had a poetry lecture which was great, and stayed on campus for a while, planning my dance lessons for the next evening and doing some more homework over lunch of a peanut butter banana sandwich that I packed for myself. I ran into so many random friends today, which was so wonderful and through which the Lord put on my heart the important of relationships and being His light– and how anything that ever inhibits that is my selfhood getting in the way.

I had a Children’s Lit tutorial in the late afternoon. We did a close reading of a children’s book that I find quite relevant. Take a read for yourself:

Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak 

The night wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another

his mother called him “WILD THING!”
and Max said “I’LL EAT YOU UP!”
so he was sent to bed without eating anything.

That very night in Max’s room a forest grew and grew-

and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around

and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Max and he sailed off through night and day

and in and out of weeks and almost over a year
to where the wild things are.

And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth

and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws

till Max said “BE STILL!”
and tamed with the magic trick

of staring into all their yellow eyes without blinking once
and they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all

and made him king of all wild things.
“And now,” cried Max, “let the wild rumpus start!”

“Now stop!” Max said and sent the wild things off to bed without their supper. And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.

Then all around from far away across the world
he smelled good things to eat
so he gave up being king of where the wild things are.

But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go- we’ll eat you up-we love you so!”
And Max said, “No!”

The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws
but Max stepped into his private boat and waved good-bye

and sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day

and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him

and it was still hot.

After tutorial, I met up with my wonderful friend Cassia to catch up, and we such an engaged and awesome time. What a blessing a genuine friend is!

I headed home, dropping a letter to Johnny in Manitoba off en route, and made dinner: sauteed chicken and green beans, two mashed sweet potatoes with cinnamon, and a sunflower seed compote all seasoned with oregano. Ack, I am a pretty good cook if I do say so myself ;). I will certainly post this recipe at some point soon!

I snacked and read the Word, caught up on homework, and chilled. Still hungry, I made a yummy snack not long after– my German pancake! The recipe for which will be on the blog tomorrow!

I made myself a chai tea with almond milk and got all ready for dance class– my first tap class in three years!

Tap has always been one of my most passionate and “right-feeling” hobbies. I’m good with rhythm, and no other dance has come easily to me. With tap, it’s like my feet have always known what they’re doing. And the 75 minute class fleeeew by!

The teacher is an INCREDIBLE dancer, and the choreo was tough. I haven’t been in a tap shoe in three years, but I surprised myself in still having a decent pick, and picking things up at a decent pace. I can’t wait to grow! Here’s the tap routine by the same instructor from last semester.

I headed home after the class to a snack of full-fat goat’s milk yogurt with raspberries, blueberries, and blackberries, and more studying and reading and loads of prayer.

I am grateful for a great day and pray that each new one is full of only more of Jesus in me. No matter what masqueraded trials that may bring– they are not truly trials, for more of Jesus is all my heart years for and my whole purpose!



WHAT I ATE WEDNESDAY: Victory in Every Corner

HELLO my friends!

What am I?

In one word, exhausted. In another word, joyful. 


The past two days have been some of the most revealing of my life– not for my sake but for the Lord’s— and in reverence to this I feel more and more called to stray from this blog being overly “personal.” My prayer has always been that it is never personal in terms of it being about me, but that when I talk about my life it would be to the glory of God no matter what. Not just my prayer, in fact, but this is necessary.

Whom did the Lord consult to enlighten him,

    and who taught him the right way?

Who was it that taught him knowledge,

    or showed him the path of understanding?

This from the 40th chapter of Isaiah is of course answered with God, it is all from YOU. You simply ARE. He IS. The incredible thing about God’s grace is that it is infinitely vast, and it is costly but will only cost what will bring joy to those in spirit for the confirmation from the Lord on its being good for Him.

Lord, not my will, but yours be done.

This morning I prayed over this chapter a lot. 

Lord, if some part of me is so tightly clinging to ANYTHING that I fear giving up to you, then oh man, give me the strength to walk in faith in that area. 

After time in prayer I made breakfast– the same pancakes I made yesterday, because they were so good and fun! Here’s the recipe:

1/2 cup oats (or any flour)

1/2 water (or any milk)

1 egg

1 tsp baking soda

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp cinnamon 

stevia or sweetener of choice 

1. Blend all ingredients in blender or food processor for about 7 seconds. Add banana, berries, but butter, or chocolate chips as you desire. 

2. On a non-stick pan over medium-high heat, pour just under 1/4 c batter. When bubbles begin to form on the surface of the pancake, flip; cook another 1-2 mins. Transfer to a plate to cool.

3. Top with warmed berries, maple syrup, nut butters… whatever your heart desires! This morning I had mine with warmed mixed berries and almond butter.

During breakfast, I spent more time in the Word and alone with the Lord before getting ready for classes. I will trust in You alone, Jesus.

I met my beautiful friend Beth on campus for lunch, which for me ended up just being a snack: I was going to pack something but was late, and ended up grabbing the cheapest thing I could think of: oatmeal with a chopped apple and walnuts from Starbucks. Beth and I had so much catching up to do and I was so aware of the Lord’s timing in the chance to do so. I will repeat it forevermore: Beth is such a sister of accountability. Our time was fun and important all at once!

I had a class after my time with Beth, just a syllabus intro, really, before heading home and making a good lunch. I had chicken breast sautéed with broccoli, spinach and mushrooms, along with mashed sweet potato with cinnamon-date paste. ”Twas so delicious and enjoyable. Thank-you, Lord!

Before heading to work, I munched on the remaining half banana in my freezer, some baby carrots, and a hard boiled egg. 

The shift tonight was a such a blessing, as the girls I work with are such remarkably caring ladies. We have so much fun together! I worked till late before meeting my friend and brother in Christ Kevin to catch up and spend a lot of time in prayer. He is heading to Australia for the next six months, and I am so assured and excited in what the Spirit is using this man after His heart for over there for His purposes!

After much called for prayer, I headed home finally where I enjoyed a very late dinner, feeding my sweet tooth a double portion of oatmeal with almond butter and apple. I also ate a slice of barley raisin bread.

I pray that this post speaks for itself as a testament to God’s goodness! 

Is it possible to ever leave the Lord’s presence?


What will you compare me to? He says. 

Whatever I idolize before Him I compare Him to. And He created all of anything that could be an idol. Wow. My God, how merciful. Teach me greater fear of you. Teach me ultimate refuge in you.