Sunday, January 11, 2015



Don' give up! Keep going! It takes no effort to quit!  I love the movie "Finding Nemo."  In the movie there is a part where it is the most challenging time of the dad's search for his son Nemo, but he was right at the brink of finding his son, even though he couldn't see it. If the dad would have gave up at the moment, his son would have been lost forever. But Dora, the dad's sidekick, said over and over again, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!"  Things might seem the hardest right now, and everything in you is telling you to quit, but today I tell you, "just keep swimming, just keep swimming," your breakthrough is just around that corner!
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Saturday, January 10, 2015

Africa

How I long to go back to Africa, there is something about Africa that just gets in you. The people, the history, the beauty and yes of course the wildness of the country.  My first visit was in 2006 to Uganda where I preached in the male and female prisons. It was an amazing experience and I knew in my heart that I would return which I did in 2010 when I went to Zimbabwe.  The minute I landed I knew that I was suppose to be there and that Africa would be my new favorite place in the world to visit.  The sounds, smells and the people have stuck with me ever since the first visit. I can be driving or walking some where and smell a fire or something burning and I instantly return back to my Africa. They say that when Livingston died and the Brits came to pick up his body that the natives said you can have his body, but his heart stays in Africa, because Africa was in his heart. I can understand that because Africa has gotten in my heart.  Oh how I long to go back to see my Africa!
 
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Sunday, January 4, 2015

My new book Forever Changed: A Story of God's Transforming Power

A bruised reed He will not break, and a dimly burning wick He will not quench. Isaiah 42:3

 I would have never understood that statement if I had not experienced it myself. I was a smoldering wick on a candle, a bruised reed. Jesus was sent to heal the broken-hearted. A broken-hearted person is not just someone who has a hurt in his or her heart; no, a person that is broken-hearted is one who has been broken deeply inside and doesn't know how to function or even handle life as life is. Think about it. The symbol for a broken heart is a heart cracked down the middle, in two halves. I was broken in two halves.  I remember my mother and my sister would say, "The problem with Teresa is, she just doesn't know how to live." They were right, I didn't. I was broken like Humpty Dumpty, who took a great fall, but no king's horses came to put me back together again.
 

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