We cannot speak into rock filled hearts. The Soil is difficult, right from the start. We have to pray “God soften the soil.” Let there be blessing where ever I toil.”
The seed is not bad, it came from God’s hand. He put it within you now don’t plant in the sand. Don’t question God, what he gave you is good. Build gems of his thinking, not stubble or wood.
-a spontaneous poem by Laura Grace
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I was that "unpopular" wierdo kid, that didn't fit in anywhere, in High School. I guess I never knew my place in life, until Jesus took me in. I've been rejected, misunderstood, left out, bullied, abused, scandalized, and labeled. In 2002 I got on a bus and left a marraige of sixteen years, that was fraught with abuse and heartache. In school, I used to be so afraid to stand in front of the class and speak, my hands woud visibily shake, and I could not look at my audience without being terrified.
Years later, I find myself leading a school music production, speaking in front of churches, and walking around with confidence, because I know the King of Kings is at my side.
My ministry, prayers and blogs are directed toward those who feel like they were never enough. You never fit in.
If I can help you in any way, if you need a special speaker to speak hope to the hurting, or if you would like a copy of my Testimony book (Grace to the Rescue) let me know. I am here for you. I also have a new book out "Confidence".
With Love, Laura
I can be reached at sisterzeal@yahoo.com
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