Beck Wattier

Don’t, Don’t, Don’t…What about DO?!

Jul
10

Hang with me while I remind you of some fairly popular passages:

James 3:6-12 (Excerpts) “The tongue is a fire, a world of unrighteousness. The tongue is set among our members, staining the whole body, setting on fire the entire course of life, and set on fire by hell…no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth come blessing and cursing…”

Ephesians 4:29 “Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up..

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Just A Journal Entry

Jul
06

“God’s hand is very evident in my life. By that I mean His faithfulness- to mold and chisel and pull back every layer that is in the way of me being fully His, fully free, fully surrendered. Still struggling. Still praying. Still learning. But I’m seeing that He is leading my through it all, and re-learning that He is truly trustworthy. I can rely on Him to look out for me. He will do whatever is necessary to keep me seeking Him, and often times it will hurt- that tearing me away from whatever it is that I’m holding onto in place of Him. But I know that He is for me. He is keeping me. And therefore I can give the hurt up to Him and ask for His help in pushing through and learning on the way. I find myself craving wisdom lately- wanting to be able to speak words of life into people and situations all around me- and realizing that this type of wisdom comes not from books or classes, but from walking through the hard things hand in hand with Him and allowing Him to speak into my life in such a way that touches on my deepest hurts and fears.”

Come Quickly

Jul
04

Today is a day where I wrestle with my thoughts.

I know, Christians are supposed to embrace the joy of the Lord at all times and everything is supposed to be perfect and happy and fall into place all the time.

Let’s get real.

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Invisible

Jul
04

You see this body
You hear these words
You know this person
But not me
I’m in here
Hidden beneath the surface
Kept inside of this cage we call flesh
Invisible