Monday, March 28, 2011

‘Raw’ & Easter

I was thinking about a piece of raw chicken. Pretty gross to sight, and if eaten in that form, could probably cause some serious illness and discomfort! Yet, after a meeting with a mallet, a dip in the marinade, followed by a seasoned dredge and a friendly fryin’- that raw piece of chicken becomes a tantalizing sight of delectable mouth watering goodness! What about a raw potato? What a funny looking little food it is, brown, misshapen, and ladies- talk about dimples in the wrong places? Leave it alone too long or too far from its root and it becomes susceptible to rotting, spores and disaster! Nevertheless… a nice wash, a little slicing, and a visit from its friends- pepper, salt, onion, chive, sour cream, and cheddar- and Voila! That potato is now every emotional woman’s, ‘hormonal hero’ of yummy bliss! You see, anything raw usually goes through a hard and sometimes painful process of preparation before its final product can actually be realized…

Well, like a raw piece of chicken, I had to go through my own process of preparation. I guess it’s safe to say we are all a work in progress- Anyway, strained by the events of my life, a breakup after eleven years followed by a family tragedy, I found myself completely wedged between the life I was living and the life I desired to have. So, I started to sort and sift through life’s purpose. Here is what I found- please do not read this as religious, just something personal from me, and fitting for this Easter season.

My life really was in raw form. God gave me a fresh slice of reality when He showed me that through these various trials. All I could see was my crumbled life. What God saw, however, was just a heart that needed defrosting! He truly changed my diced view on life and started to use my circumstances to help me learn, grow, and trust His great plan for me. I can say with 100% honesty that I have never been more content than I am right now. Did I think at that raw state of life that I would be where I am today? NO WAY! God perfectly prepared me- 2 cups of heartache + 1 cup devastation + 1 tablespoon desperation = My Attention! (Well that is what He wanted anyway) The Creator of my life’s recipe gently brought me through the process of raw to realized, by showing me my own desperate need to get out of ritual/traditions and into real relationship with Him. Like the potato, He grated my heart to get to the core. Now that I have truly let Him in there, He is able to discard that which is unusable, (habits, thoughts, and actions) and replace it with things that are healthy, nutritious, and beneficial for me. Now I am a partially finished product of submission and trust. I began to submit to His ways and trust His promises- (Jeremiah 29:11.) Do I still have problems? You better believe it! After all, I am a woman! At least now I have His hope!

What does any of this have to do with Easter? Well, I wouldn’t let this month pass and not discuss what this AWESOME time represents! We all will have many processes to go through in this life, and thankfully, there is help if we ask for it. Jesus, while on Earth, willingly went through a draining, brutal, painful, and humiliating process that led up to a ‘seemingly’ final product of death on the cross- Although He said, “It is finished,” He wasn’t talking about His life. He was talking about the road He paved for us from Earth to Heaven- He did this ALL for the sake of humanity. Thanks to hundreds of eye witnesses, we know that 3 days later there was an empty tomb and a risen Savior! … From the grave to Resurrected, just like He promised.

He is Risen Indeed! This is definite cause for a Happy Easter!

My Super Easy Easter Artichoke Dip Appetizer

Josie’s Artichoke Dip

2- 8 oz. Pkgs. Cream Cheese
¾- Stick of Butter
3 Jars of Marinated Artichoke Hearts (mostly drained & chopped)
1 Cup Parmesan
½ Package Italian Blend Shredded Cheese
¾ Tablespoon Minced Garlic
Salt, pepper, & crushed red pepper (all to taste)

Preheat oven to 350. Melt first two ingredients in a microwavable bowl, mix very well. Stir in artichokes, cheeses, garlic, and seasonings. Sprinkle top with a little extra parmesan, (browns nicely) put in a square pan, (8x8 or 9x9) and bake about 20 minutes or until top is golden brown and bubbly. Serve with Triscuits! YUM!





Monday, March 21, 2011

My Home, My Family- Japan

Aren't we all connected? Humanity that is. Although different in ethnicity, culture, belief, and gender, there is one thing we all have in common- Emotion! Did we not all feel joy when the minors were rescued in Chile? I felt like my long lost brothers had been found! Were we not all relieved when they found vaccinations for polio, meningitis, and now influenza? Did we not all sit in terror as we watched the towers fall that awful day? SO- are we not all feeling the desperation, fear, and uneasiness for the situation going on in Japan? My heart is so heavy for my family there. I call them my family because the reality is- what is effecting them is and will effect us all. This is a wake up call of great proportion... In an instant, lives were taken, changed, and forever altered by two simultaneous natural disasters. An earthquake that's magnitude was the worse Japan has seen in hundreds of years, and a tsunami that has caused a death toll far into the thousands... We ALL will feel this one.


Connected by heart felt emotion, it is my home also that has suffered this devastation- my family, whose lives have been turned upside down- why? Emotion- a genuine heart felt concern for the hearts of my fellow brothers and sisters- no matter where they live. God's Word tells us that His greatest commandments are to 1. Love Him with all our heart, soul, and mind. 2. To love our neighbor as ourselves... Japan is my neighbor. I pray that this will help us all open our lives to the brevity of time. Looking at the overall portrait- we see a painting of life that is lived by a second to second basis. None of us are secured in the arms of a tomorrow... With understanding that today is a privilege, I ask- Did anyone tell those people that were instantly without life in Japan, about the saving grace of Jesus Christ? Would you be more inclined to share His love today if you knew tomorrow was not going to be there? Minutes Matter in this life, I pray that I stay aware of the urgency He is showing us by the events taking place. These are the signs He told us to look for- are we paying attention? Find someone today to tell about the joy you have in Jesus! Praying I will have an opportunity!

Looking for ways to help other than prayer? Check this out.

Post For RENEE SWOPE- SHE SPEAKS CONFERENCE

Minutes in ‘March’-ing…

The She Speaks Conference is for any woman with a desire to lead, speak, write, or serve for/to women.  This conference can help you understand how to fine tune (and tone down)

 ministry ideas, network with Sisters who share these passions,
learn how to write with focus, speak with precision, and above all else, how to accurately-
REFLECT HIS GLORY & SPREAD HIS STORY...


(This Post is for Renee Swope Who is Graciously Offering a Scholarship to the She Speaks Womens Conference)

‘Onward Minute #978’
Imagine if you will, an actual minute. You know, one minute- as in a measurement of time. Like an hour, second or day. Now imagine this minute with arms and legs- silly I know, but really, just try...You can even put a top-hat on it if you’d like! There are actually 1440 minutes in a day. Now imagine all of these minutes- armed, legged, and all lined up in a row. Then at the start of each new day, 12:00am, they begin marching right alongside of you, top-hats and all! However, these minutes do not stop marching. They march continuously onward only able to be stopped by you!

Hypothetically, let’s just say that normal people usually are sleeping by 12:00am. So from 12:00am until about 7:00 am, 420 minutes have marched right-on and out of their day, permanently unused and never to return. Ok- a bit dramatic, but realistically, we only get 1440 minutes each day- these are not recyclable. We are now left with 1020 minutes to do as you will…

I was thinking if I could really see the minutes I have in a day, would I use them differently? If I understood that once they have marched by me and I can no longer grasp them, would it change the amount of enthusiasm with which I approach my day? I thought to myself, “If I actually could see how many minutes I waste, I bet I’d be much more likely to use them a bit wiser!” We are visual beings. Greater impact is made when we can attach a picture to a thought in our mind. Although we can’t see- armed, legged, and ‘top-hatted’ minutes’ marching on by, the reality is that these minutes indeed vanish if not used immediately!

I know that my life is but a vapor- I am only here, in the real scheme of things, for a time so short that I really have no business letting my ‘marching minutes’ miss a beat! Do I grab onto my minutes and hand them to someone else- i.e. Sending help to Japan, helping a neighbor here, feeding the homeless, visiting a widow, mentoring children, or investing at all in the ‘what really matters?’ Or do I grab my minutes and tuck them into my pockets only to be used for my own needs- pull twenty minutes out for a power nap, fifteen more minutes for a disgruntled phone tangent- minutes #897-#1000 spent on facebook and twitter, while the rest of my minutes get divided between all things that benefit the cause of… ‘Me!’ With a guilty sigh, I regretfully confess, that my marching minutes have often charged right out of my day and into someone else’s. Unfortunately, I have lost many an opportunity to give minutes away that could have potentially turned someone’s minutes of divorce, grief, loneliness and need, into minutes of hope, love, and peace. Then the Lord gave me something…

I have now been married ten joy filled months, and I have really been able to so see my ugly heart in the reflection of my husband’s predominantly God-centered one. The transition from single and slipping by, to married and accountable is a rough one filled with humility, grace and mercy. This is when the Lord put something on my heart. In learning more about relationship with Him, how to be a wife, and how I had changed from worldview to WORDview. Over a three year period (& many many minutes…), He did the changing while showing me every step along the way (and we are still walking). In those precious minutes with Him, He stirred my heart with a desire to lead women to be bold, deep, honest, and true about where they came from and where they are going.

I noticed that so many of my ‘Christian sisters’ may have unconsciously accepted being proclaiming ‘Magic Prayer Say-ers.’ That is who I was before those three years with Him. I was a church going good girl with a Pharisee heart. I knew all the Bible verses, I talked all the lingo, hey- I even shared a time or two about how to be a Christian, “just say this prayer… “What I was gravely missing, was a life altering real encounter with a Risen Savior! Wow… I needed relationship in the worst way- and so do many of the teen girls I work with now, and sadly some of their ritual driven momma’s! (Not to be judgmental). I was so comfortable in just knowing I was going to Heaven- because at 5 years old I asked ‘Jeshush’ in my heart (I had a lisp, & still do :0)

At some point, many of us have fallen underneath the umbrella of ‘safe because I know I am going to Heaven’ living. It is my passion to stir urgency in our behavior; Purposefully living with eternity as our focus- for our families, our friends, at work, in everyday! I am learning life is but a vapor and our time here is short, but vital. Therefore I need to think on what counts- minute after minute…

Please help me share this vision by creating/leading/speaking/writing about a curriculum the Lord put on my heart.

(Should copyright this- another reason this conference would sure be a blessing;-)
My idea is— ‘Molding Modern Mary’s’ (based on Mary of Nazareth, Mary ‘Lazarus’ )

I would love to lead woman in an in depth look at how to be intimate, obedient, and transparent, out of devotion to the heart of Jesus- A thorough understanding on the lives of these women and how to apply their life principles to our modern day…Making being ‘Mary’s’ cool to every generation of ‘transitioning’ (from umbrella living, to loud by lifestyle proclaimers of Jesus Christ) -preparing teen girls with character, homemakers with spunk, delighted to be servants of the King, in love with a Savior that intended to have an intimate relationship with them- The problem- I have no idea how to get this going! He does and that is why, since the first scholarship came out, I have created my first blog, wrote many a’ stories, applied to all the scholarships offered so far and am continuously learning how to manage a small business, finish paying for my recent schooling- A Master Degree in Pastoral Counseling from Liberty University (thank you Abba), while providing, by the grace of God, all we need while my husband cannot work as he is now in his schooling. Needless to say, a scholarship would help!

Renee, I thank you for this opportunity. I will be praying for your heart and the hearts of the applicants. God has given me so much in my heart to share and lead with- if I could just show you or let you feel for yourself the desire He has put in there, you would never give it back :0)

“Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” ~ James 4:14



A note to Cecil Murphy and the Staff of the She Speaks Conference.


Thank you so much for the scholarship opportunities! I pray the Lord will richly bless you, your staff, and these amazing ministries. I am aware that nothing I post could ever truly illustrate the desire in my heart for His service, women, and an opportunity to combine them all at this conference. With that, I started to pray diligently. Here is what the Lord put on my heart.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Here is what the Lord put on my heart. (I hope I at least get points for cooking-term-cleverness!)

In The Raw
- A post for LeAnn-

I was thinking about a piece of raw chicken. Pretty gross to sight, and if eaten in that form, it could cause some serious illness and discomfort! However, after a meeting with a mallet, a dip in the marinade, followed by a seasoned dredge and a friendly fryin’- that raw piece of chicken, becomes a tantalizing sight of delectable mouth watering goodness! How about a raw potato? Funny looking on the outside- talk about dimples in the wrong places- brown, misshapen, and if left alone too long or too far from its root, leaves it susceptible to rotting, spores and disaster! But… after a nice wash, a little slicing, and a visit from its friends- pepper, salt, onion, chive, sour cream, and cheddar- that potato is now every emotional woman’s, cozy comforter of yummy bliss! See, anything raw usually goes through a hard, sometimes painful process of preparation, before its final product can actually be realized…

Well, like that raw piece of chicken, I had to go through my own process of preparation. (I will be forever a work in progress). Strained by the events of my life- an 11 year breakup, a family suicide, and a relentless desire to fight the addictions of my friends and relatives- I found myself completely wedged between my control and His. So I started and sifting through the purpose of life. God gave me a fresh slice of reality when He showed me in what a raw form I really was. I was raised in a church, new all the Bible verses, and said the sinner’s prayer at the age of 5! Yet, I had no real juicy fruit that said I was truly saved and surrendered to a Savior! My life was crumbled by a relationship, I had a heart that needed defrosting, and a diced view of what being a Christ-ian really was- raw and rare form to say the least. ..

At this very broken stage of His processing, I finally started to ask questions...I knew I had a purpose, I remembered how sweet it was to serve Him when I was ripe, and I revisited the things I used to love to do that were savory and rich. I had already received my Bachelors degree in Hospitality Management, and I knew I had a zesty passion for women and cooking. The Creator of my life’s recipe, gently brought me through the process from raw to realized, by showing me my own desperate need to get out of ritual and into real relationship with Him. Like the potato, He grated my heart, and I came back to Him. Frustrated for some time, I wanted to use the gifts He gave me; planning, cooking, serving, decorating, singing (sometimes) - Yet, I had no real forum or outlet to do so. I understood these were gifts for His Kingdom when He brought me a Godly wonderful husband (of ten months), who melts my heart daily and eats more than he sleeps :-). With two humongous, spicy Italian families… I now had my forum... By the Gracious Hand of God, He helped me plan- a Bridesmaid luncheon for 20 (13 bridesmaids- go big or go home :0), a wedding shower for 150, a ceremony for 400, a church reception for 200, and an evening reception for 300- all with favors, programs, and specials touches pointing to His glory! I went back to the church I grew up in, and started looking for ways to serve. He showed me many… From planning a prison ministry banquet to cooking for convalescents, He has been so gracious to thaw my heart enough to see the need. What I found to be the biggest blessing was ministering to the minister-ers. In a program that reaches the addicted, (which He has allowed me to lead in- which makes perfect sense after considering the raw process of addiction now turned passion, mission of mine) God put it on my heart to give the man that cooks every Thursday night, for 130 people, an opportunity to ‘chill.’ Humbly, he feeds our congregation, out of his pocket every Thursday and Sunday, without complaint and often unrecognized. Stirred by the sacrifice of this man, I decided to make a heaping roaster full of creamy chicken paprikash one Thursday! To my delight, the congregation squeezed every last drop out of that roaster and many begged me to do it again! It truly was humbling. Although I did enjoy cooking for them, the true blessing was in giving the ‘cooking man’ a break and seeing him eat something that someone else made, with a grateful smile on his face. A Blessing Indeed!

So with that, you now know the stir-fry of my heart.

½ cup- creativity, ½ cup-ability to plan, ¾ cup craze for cooking, + 1 cup yearning to encourage women about the importance of eternal focus + a Whole Bag of Desire to bring Glory to our Father= My heart!
I may have not had any huge ministry developments, but I know He has given me heart, desire, and creativity for His glory. This conference would help me learn so much and make available so many helpful resources. I truly would be so blessed, thankful, and humbled by the opportunity.
“Taste and see that He is good!” Psalm 34:8

My Favorite. Psalm 34:3
She Speaks is an awesome opportunity for women to realize and learn what God truly has for their lives. I have never been there but the information and testimonies about this conference is incredible- click here for more!

I WAS A CHURCH GOING GOOD GIRL, WITH A PHARISEE HEART!
A Post For Karen


A big thank you to you, your staff, and Cecil Murphy for the blessing of these much needed scholarships! I have only recently fallen into a speaking desire, and that is because it has been pointed out to me by some of my loved and respected mentors. Thankful that they have allowed me to lead the teen girls for the last three years, and to now teach the women Bible studies on occasion, these experiences have truly started to shape and feed this desire. However, at a young age, the Lord did put His desires in my heart. Crazy to only me, but I knew when I was five years old and asking “Jeshush in my heart during our traditional Spaghetti Sunday,” (we are Italian and I still have a lisp) that He would do great things…and with my life at that. I will say- similar to the prodigal, I ran the wrong way for a long time…Thankfully, I could never escape the plan He already had for my life… Please help me learn, utilize, and develop the gifts God has so graciously, and I mean that, so very graciously has put on my heart. If I can share/put in your hands and hearts, what He has put in mine, you would never give it back to me… He is so good…

Fear and shame for a long time, kept me 28 years quiet! By the grace of God, He has opened my heart and mouth to swiftly get me through ‘The Transition.’ From world to Righteous, He has changed how I live. It is my desire to reach the women in ‘The Transition…’ That could be any age, any sector of life- the ‘Transition’ is, that point when a woman comes to full realization that she is ready to truly live with an eternal focus and a God-centered perspective (we may profess for a long time, that we are ‘Christian’ women, yet truly many still have to make this transition.) He drove a passion down deep into my heart- I, for a long time, sat comfortable knowing that I said the ‘magic’ sinner’s prayer, which guaranteed my seat on the bus to heaven! When the Lord finally revealed my life of ritual instead of real relationship to me, it was at a time that the world truly had my attention. Not to lack humility, but I was a pretty popular girl, I had my own small business (still have but with a better attitude :0), and a really cool boyfriend (so I thought) Anywho, this added up to much in the eyes of my peers. I was a church going good girl, with a Pharisee heart! Hence my passion… I broke up with that boyfriend, lost many friends, and was finally ready to get right. My transition started. Thankfully, my beautiful Jesus revealed my ugly heart to me, and I cried for three days.

I knew all the Bible verses, I talked all the lingo, hey- I even shared a time or two about how to be a Christian, “just say this prayer… “What I was gravely missing, was a life altering real encounter with a Risen Savior! Wow… I needed relationship in the worst way- and so do many of the teen girls I work with now, and sadly some of their ritual driven momma’s! (Not to be judgmental).

Gratefully, I have now been married ten joy filled months, and I have even more so seen my ugly heart in the reflection of my husband’s predominantly God-centered one. The transition from single and slipping by, to married and accountable is a rough one filled with humility, grace and mercy. This is when the Lord put something on my heart. In learning more about relationship with Him, how to be a wife, and how I had changed from worldview to WORDview- Over a three year period, He did the changing while showing me every step along the way (and we are still walking). I noticed that so many of my ‘Christian sisters’ may have unconsciously accepted actually being proclaiming ‘Magic Prayer Say-ers.’ We all have fallen underneath the umbrella of ‘safe because I know I am going to Heaven’ living. My passion is to stir urgency in our behavior. Purposefully living with eternity as our focus- for our families, our friends, at work, everyday! I pray to share this vision by creating/speaking/writing about a curriculum the Lord put on my heart.

(Should copyright this- another reason the conference would sure be a blessing;-)

My idea is— ‘Molding Modern Mary’s’ (Jesus mother, and Mary of Mary and Martha)

An in depth look at how to be intimate, obedient, and transparent, out of devotion to the heart of Jesus- A thorough understanding on the lives of these women and how to apply their principles to our modern day…Making being ‘Mary’s’ cool to every generation of ‘transitioning’ women-prepared teen girls with character, homemakers with spunk, delighted to be servants of the King, in love with a Savior that intended to have an intimate relationship with us- The problem- I have no idea how to get this going! He does and that is why, since the first scholarship came out, I have created my first blog, wrote many a’ stories, applied to all the scholarships offered so far and am continuously learning how to manage a small business, finish paying for my recent schooling- A Master Degree in Pastoral Counseling from Liberty University (thank you Abba), while providing, by the grace of God, all we need while my husband cannot work as he is now in his schooling. I share all of that to illustrate this.



Here is the Recipe of My Heart:

½ cup- creativity, ½ cup-ability to speak, ¾ cup craze for hospitality, + 1 cup over flowing with a yearning desire to encourage women about the importance of eternal focus + a Whole Bag of Longing to bring Glory to our Father= My heart!



I have been an avid Proverbs 31 Ministries fan for quite some time. Within the last few months I have read your magazines at lightning speed, with a yearning heart to one day be one of its articles authors… I have downloaded your ministries principles and carry them in my purse as an inspiration for the one day that I will… Well, the one day that I will write a book, speak at a conference, teach a cooking or workout class, write a cook book, sing with my husband, or at all follow through on what Christ has called me to do.

The She Speaks Conference will help me understand how to fine tune (and tone down):

My ministry ideas (I have many), network with Sisters who share these passions,

Learn how to write with focus, speak with precision, and above all else, how to accurately-

REFLECT HIS GLORY & SPREAD HIS STORY…

This conference would help me learn so much and make available so many helpful resources. I truly would be so blessed, thankful, and humbled by the opportunity.

So thankful for your careful consideration and the offer of this blessing. I will be praying for you, your staff, and the hearts of the applicants. Thank you again.

Psalm 34:3



Monday, March 14, 2011

Heavy Heart

The Lord woke me last night... I had stayed up pretty late- First, because I wanted to make sure my nails were dry and second, I suppose I had a bit of anxiety concerning the writing scholarship that I am praying about... With my mind all wrapped up in a cozy comforter of cotton fluffy me-ness, something hit me hard. Very quickly, my cozy comforter began to offer me no comfort at all... In fact I was frozen. Paralyzed in thought, the Lord spoke something so true, perhaps even simple to some, but to me I knew that He had a lesson for me to learn- instantly at that...


He said, "Oh Josie, you question so many things so unnecessarily... As you sit in your bed, eyes wide open, half way around the world an entire nation is awake in devastation. How easy you question whether or not you will be useful in your church, family, and friendships. How simply you think on your concerns for that scholarship, your Bible study, and sadly... the color of your fingernail polish. Awaken my child... the need is great. As your laying in silly thought, the people in Japan right now are laying in fear, fear for- their lives as famine is setting in, shelter is scarce, threats of nuclear explosion loom, and the inability to contact their loved ones is overwhelming their hearts...Please realize, I have placed you in a warm apartment- filled with food, love, and comfort. You do not worry about your next meal, contaminated water, nuclear threats, radiation effects, lost family members, and overall feelings of hopelessness. Pray for these people. Pray they will finally turn to me in their great need right now. And please, realize the times we are living in... Realize with what comfort I have chosen for you to serve Me... You do not worry for your life- You have never known the despair of your entire world around you crumbling. Since I am allowing you to see it from afar- Realize and render yourself useful to the greater needs... People need to know me. They need to know I am coming soon... I love you, but you needn't be so simple, I have given you an advantage and shown you so much from the comfort of your apartment... Surrender your thoughts and time to things that are most important... Minutes Matter---- and lives are counting on it!
Sad for Japan and Praying...

Friday, March 11, 2011

SHE'S DESPERATE FOR SHE SPEAKS!


She Prays... You Hear... Her Heart- in time...
Oh Friendly Judges of the 'She Speaks Scholarship'

     As you can see, my blog is pretty, well, pretty lame... I'll be completely honest.  I just opened the email informing me today that there is a scholarship to be had, that could potentially get me to the 'She Speaks' conference... Unfortunately, I read that you have to post on a blog to win... Well- here is my Blog, with today as its birth date! Made it just for you with this scholarship in mind- but hopefully you can see in its infancy how, 'She's so very Desperate For She Speaks.'  I need guidance- God's given me the heart. Thankful that your scholarship incentive pushed me to start this blog, as I realize it will help my writing endeavors, you are its first guests and I hope it pays off. I pray that after you read a bit, you will understand my heart and not judge this book by its cover- but more so its content :0)

     Thanks to your magazine and your website, I have day dreamed about this conference many a' days! Up until now, I assumed I would not make it there. Recently married, my husband is a full time student, and I continue to run my families Italian food business (it is a blessed challenge to say the least ;0). I am working full time. He is unable to work while in this program, and our budget is quite tight.  Yet, God has graciously blessed us with enough food to feed my husband of one- who eats like ten (his workouts make for quite the appetite), enough time to keep my- starving for attention and borderline annoys him until he gives it to me-crazy twin (me) at bay, and enough love to fill our Mansion of Joy- or apartment for two!

     With a Bachelors degree in Hospitality Management, and a recent Graduate of Liberty University's Mastor of Pastoral Counseling Program, I have a ferocious desire to utilize the heart in me that God is pumping with plasma made up of- a passion to write, a wit to speak, and a deep love for women, the brevity of time, and the focus of eternity. God has done an AMAZING work...

   With practically under two hours left to apply for this blessing, I have little time for fancy wording, elaborate design, and explicit detail... I am not kidding, I am writing this now and I fully understand that it will only be by the Beautiful Will of my Father that it even makes it to the nostrils, let alone the eyeballs, of the judges... But He brought me to it, so I write. (one day I want to speak too!)

Some Brief TidBits: (I am lying, I am not brief ever, even when I think I am, this is why I need a lil help from my friends- u!):

     I have been an avid Proverbs 31 Ministries fan for quite sometime.  Within the last few months I have read your magazines at lightening speed, with a yearning heart to one day be one of its articles authors... I have downloaded your ministries principles and carry them in my purse as an inspiration for the one day that I will... Well, the one day that I will write a book, speak at a conference, teach a cooking class, write a cook book, sing with my husband, teach a workout class- Follow through on what Christ has called me to do.

    The She Speaks Conference will help me understand how to fine tune (and tone down):
My ministry ideas (I have many), Network with Sisters who share these passions,
 learn how to write with focus, speak with precision, and above all else, how to accurately-
REFLECT HIS GLORY & SPREAD HIS STORY...
At a young age, the Lord put a desire in my heart. Crazy to only me, but I knew when I was five years old and asking "Jeshush in my heart during our traditional Spaghetti Sunday," (we are Italian and I still have a lisp) that He would do great things...and with my life at that. I will say- similar to the prodigal, I ran the wrong way for a long time...Thankfully, I could never escape the plan He already had for my life... Please help me learn, utilize, and develop the gifts God has so graciously, and I mean that, so very graciously has put on my heart. If I can share/put in your hands and hearts, what He has put in mine, you would never give it back to me... He is that good...

(I finally learned how to add these links & buttons-please help!  Also, I have posted a couple articles that I have written for a Local Paper here that has given me a column. It is a secular paper, yet God is using it to spread the Gospel- a fantastic blessing indeed!)

For God's Peace Perspective & Purpose Visit Here

Article For My Column

Women’s Section

By: Josie Valley


Minutes in ‘March’-ing…
‘Onward Minute #978’

Imagine if you will, an actual minute. You know, one minute- as in a measurement of time. Like an hour, second or day. Imagine this minute with arms and legs- silly I know, but really, just try...You can even put a top-hat on it if you’d like! There are actually 1440 minutes in a day. Now imagine all of these minutes- armed, legged, and all lined up in a row. Then at the start of each new day, 12:00am, they begin marching right alongside of you, top-hats and all! However, these minutes do not stop marching. They march continuously onward only able to be stopped by you!


Hypothetically, let’s just say that normal people usually are sleeping by 12:00am. So from 12:00am until about 7:00 am, 420 minutes have marched right-on and out of your day, permanently unused and never to return. Ok- a bit dramatic, but realistically, you only get 1440 minutes each day- these are not recyclable. You are now left with 1020 minutes to do as you will…


I was thinking if we could really see the minutes we have in a day, would we use them differently? If we understood that once they have marched by us and we can no longer grasp them, would it change the amount of enthusiasm with which we approach our day? I thought to myself, “If I actually could see how many minutes I waste, I bet I’d be much more likely to use them a bit wiser!” We are visual beings. Greater impact is made when we can attach a picture to a thought in our mind. Although we can’t see- armed, legged, and ‘top-hatted’ minutes marching on by, the reality is that these minutes indeed vanish if not used immediately!


We know that our lives are but a vapor- we are only here, in the real scheme of things, for a time so short that we really have no business letting our ‘marching minutes’ miss a beat! Do we grab onto our minutes and hand them to someone else- i.e. Helping a neighbor, feeding the homeless, visiting a widow, mentoring children, or investing at all in the ‘what really matters?’ Or do we grab our minutes and tuck them into our pockets only to be used for our own needs- pull twenty minutes out for a power nap, fifteen more minutes for a disgruntled phone tangent- minutes #897-#1000 spent on facebook and twitter, while the rest of our minutes get divided between all things that benefit the cause of… ‘Me!’ With a guilty sigh, I regretfully confess, that my marching minutes have often charged right out of my day and into someone else’s. Unfortunately, I have lost many an opportunity to give minutes away that could have potentially turned someone’s minutes of divorce, grief, loneliness and need, into minutes of hope, love, and peace. This March, think on your minutes. Maximize your minutes as you March into April! Life is but a vapor and our time here is short, but vital. Think on what counts- minute after minute…


“Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” ~ James 4:14



To know how to best invest your minutes read:

Psalm 39:4-5, Proverbs 11:30, Isaiah 45:22, Matthew 28:18-20, Mark 16:15-16,

Luke 12:18, Romans 2:6-8, Ephesians 5:15, 2:10 2 Timothy 2:15, 1 Peter 3:15


Jackie’s ‘5 Minute Pretzel’ Treat!


(Worth every minute…This recipe is courtesy of my best friend of 22 years, Jackie!)



1 lb. sour dough pretzel nuggets In a microwave safe bowl melt butter. Add the remaining

1 stick of butter ingredients and coat pretzels. Microwave all together for

1/3 cup of sugar five to six minutes- stopping after each minute to stir.

1 ½ teaspoon cinnamon (I always put more) Pretzels will crust with the mixture coating. SO GOOD!

My Heart For Women

GO SEEK
You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13


      Do you remember the game hide-and- go- seek? One person is ‘it’ and the rest flee to some fantastically hidden place they’re certain will keep them invisible and perfectly out of sight! After so much time, and much anticipation, all the ‘hidees’ try to sneak themselves out of that undetectable place, and dash frantically to the base of safety only to yell, “olly olly oxen free!” I always wondered what that meant anyway-- ‘olly olly oxen free…?’ Well, according to the online site Wikipedia, ‘Olly olly oxen free,’ is a catchphrase used in children's games to indicate that players who are hiding, can come out into the open without losing the game. It’s a means of freedom- from the chance of losing. It is thought to derive from the phrase "All ye, all ye 'outs' in free;" or: all who are "out" may come in without penalty. 
    I started thinking… Wow! If it could only be that simple in life. See even as grown women, we still play hide-and-go-seek. We hide. We hide pain. We hide fear. We hide hurt. We think we hide pride. The truth is- we women all try to hide something. Me? Well, I used to live to please people. Needless to say, this can be exhausting. Sadly, when I felt that I did not meet their standard, I hid…I hid damaged self esteem, thoughts of uselessness, and a huge deflated, negative view of myself- and my worth. See, if I hid these things, then no one would know what it was I was truly seeking… Fortunately for me, and for you, we too have an ‘olly olly oxen free’- base of safety we can run to- and its one we don’t ever have to leave. One who is able to offer us freedom from what it is that we hide. I only know this because I know what it took for me to come out of hiding, and stay out. I noticed in the definition it said, “All who are "out" may come in without penalty.” Jesus offers us who hide, freedom, without penalty. He knew what I was seeking- He knows the same for you and offers solution. Join me monthly, to discuss how the many challenges women face in life can be eased with love, conversation, friendship, and most importantly faith- Let’s be real for a moment, we are a little crazy, us women- I know I’m not the only one! We prefer to pick on each other and point out the others flaws-in hopes of ‘hiding’ our own… It shouldn’t be this way. I pray that we can honestly come together and share the ‘crazy’ that’s common amongst us! What questions do you have? What help do you need? Let’s come out of hiding…


And it is impossible to please God without faith. Anyone who wants to come to him must believe that God exists and that he rewards those who sincerely seek Him. Hebrews 11:6