My Story

“Foraoise na Beatha

77cb7e546436abc724998616c41d77d6I think of myself like a forest. A forest that once cried tears of acid, turning it into a desolate, parched, and misused place; angry groans of thunder tearing down its trees, is now weeping tears of humility and joy. Pure and gracious rainstorms allowing this forest to bloom with foliage and flowers it has always dreamed of but never saw them turn into existence until now. Groans of loving thunder are emerging new, tall, and glorious trees. Flowers are being birthed and being decorated with patience and gentleness. Ferns are becoming plumped with love, grace, and humility. This forest has embraced the beauty and splendor of submissiveness and obedience allowing for patches of moss to cultivate and spread wherever and however it pleases; allowing my Gardener to make this forest out to what He has always dreamed it to be. A forest that was shameful and uninviting now is becoming a forest that is something worth pursuing and exploring for my earthly husband. Fruits of life, hope, joy, beauty, restmy story 2, peace, and love are calling this forest “home”. In this forest, trees anticipate being climbed and hugged, flowers wait patiently to be picked, moss and ferns long to be rested on, and fruits dangle to be enjoyed. The humble winds called Life and Truth travel gently throughout my story 1this forest saying, “you are all together lovely and I love you”, making leaves respond whispering “I love you, YHWH” and the canopies shout “You are beautiful, Yeshua”. This forest is named Elisheva Emunah, the Sought Out.








                  Psalms 107:35 “He turns a desert into pools of water, a parched land into springs of water.”

Isaiah 44:3-5 “I will pour my Spirit upon your offspring,
    and my blessing on your descendants.  They shall spring up among the grass  like willows by flowing streams. This one will say, ‘I am YHWH’s”

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