Wounds of the Heart

Gosh. I have a bit of a Debbie Downer recently. I guess it is the season I am in. I have been made aware of areas in my life I want and need to work on. The plus side to this season of self reflection and inprovement is seeibg how far I have grown.  A … Continue reading Wounds of the Heart


They call me Deborah

People tend to get my name wrong. No one thinks that someone my age would be named Brenda. The most common response they give is ,"Oh my nan(or grandma) is named Brenda." This proves the fact hat my parents didn't put much thought in naming me. When these people see me they tend to refer … Continue reading They call me Deborah

Growing Swell

It's the smell of rain before the heavens open. It's the boom that precedes the sparkle of fireworks. It's the lessons the God is teaching me before He shows me what is next. I have felt the build over the last few months. At first I was in danger of being caught up in the … Continue reading Growing Swell