Nikao (verb)/nik-ah'-o/ (Greek) To conquer, triumph, overcome, to be victorious
I had a recent dream where I was on my bike, riding through a pretty rough, crime-stricken neighborhood. While riding, I noticed I shared the space with many material things that could have made me an easy target to rob or even kill. I had so many things on my bike that I even had…
“So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.” (Matthew 7:12 NIV) “The most important one (commandment),” answered Jesus, “is this: ‘Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart…
I was a consistent passenger on the struggle bus when I would attempt to pray. I rode that bus from the time I got on my knees until the time I got up – I just didn’t know where to start. Some days I never did start. Other days I prayed about nothing focused. But…
Most worship music will have me out of my seat, hands lifted, eyes closed, singing along quietly or silently praying. Last weekend, I attended Women in Worship and I worshiped the same way I always did, only this time it felt fake. As I was standing there being real with myself about this feeling, the…
My life is a puzzle. Except the tricky part is, I’m working without the picture of what the result will be, or the exact puzzle piece count. I’m even missing pieces. The pieces seeped out of my small hands when I tried to carry them all by my lonesome. They even busted the seams of…
Saturday, August 18, 2012, I met you for the first time. I was so excited to meet you because everyone I surrounded myself with loved you and in the past always questioned if I knew who you were. I never did. Until now. When I laid eyes on you, excitement rushed over me with what…
I’m having a banquet in my heart for you, A feast in my soul. The banquet will be loud with love, Bursting with joy. Some will stop, Ask the occasion, Ask how much to see you. You will come, Free of charge; A complete gift. The feast will smell so heavenly, Some will ask to…
I have a best friend. He is the precise definition of a ride or die– without the die part because he doesn’t die. So we have just been riding. Riding the waves that he walks on and I stand at the shore and watch because my confidence gets shaky. These same waves I also begin…
Dear God, I know water doesn’t faze you You walk on that And storms don’t either Because you calm those But whenever overwhelming storms come, and tears that will make an ocean jealous soon follow; You and I, we go something like this… My eyes are open locked on yours I take one step into…
Dear Joy, You’re like the sensation of tickling. The uncontrollable smile that creeps across my face just before I burst out in laughter — just before I have to beg whoever is tickling me to stop. Now that I know you, it’s hard to imagine my life without you. Whenever I’m down about a test…
