Dark meets the light

My life has  been super crazy busy lately. That is why I have not blogging forever. Balancing 4-H, school, hanging out with friends, church, and finding a job; life is a little more than chaotic. It has been stressful. When I’m stressed I do one of two things, I bake, usually desserts, or eat chocolate and drink coffee. Even though I have a insanely busy schedule, I still find the time to recharge and reboot. I attend a mid-week collegiate ministry called, Wesley. the series we are in now is on the Holy Spirit. I have learned many things about the Holy Spirit that I didn’t know before. the Holy Spirit. the Holy Spirit is not an “it”, but “he”. He is part of the third part of the trinity. The trinity is three parts: God, the father; God,the son; God,the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit was sent from God to accomplish everything in us that Jesus died on the cross to do for us.

Last year I did A LOT of soul searching and question my faith, I was in a dark spot. And then God sent the Holy Spirit into my life with this verse from John 3:19-21,

19 This is the verdict: Light has come into the world, but people loved darkness instead of light because their deeds were evil. 20 Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that their deeds will be exposed. 21 But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what they have done has been done in the sight of God.”

When the Holy Spirit entered my life, I was changed. there is no doubt in my mind that God is real and the Holy Spirit is working in my life.

I can recall one time at the moment when God sent me what I need at that moment.

I was Christmas shopping. I hate Christmas shopping for three reasons. 1. we usually do our Christmas shopping like 5 days before Christmas so Wal-Mart is packed. 2. it is so hard to shop for my siblings and parents. 3. shopping just stresses me out. Anyway, I was Christmas shopping and was totally stressed out. First of all I was shopping-STRESS- and second it was like 5 days’ til Christmas and Wal-Mart was crowded  -more stress added to the pot. I went with my older brother, which meant I had to hide his present in my buggy- it was just too much stress to handle. My bro went to the car and I was checking out after I was done checking out I realized my brothers present was still in my cart under my jacket. that sent me over the edge and I was bawling. I in front of the vision center when this lady asked me if I was okay and if I needed anything. Long story short, I used her cellphone to call my brother and went home. I have no idea what made her stop and ask me if I needed help, only God could have told her she should stoop and ask. because of her kindness I have gone Christmas shopping every year and am reminded that there are still people who listen to God’s call.

The Holy Spirit lifted me from the darkness of that moment and I thank that sweet lady for her kindness.

I hope this blogged made sense I didn’t have time to proofread it.

May the Lord bless and keep you,

Mary Hannah


The Power of Prayer

I believe in the power of prayer. It can change lives, make straight paths, and move mountains. I remember the first time I prayed for something to happen and when i said “Amen” it did!! it was Sunday afternoon, I guess we talked about prayer in Sunday School and I wanted to know if it worked. So, I got down on my knees. and said something like,’ If prayer really works God, can you make it rain.’ After I said Amen, I heard a roar of thunder. I left my room feeling so proud of myself and knew prayer really does work. It wasn’t until years later that I realized the power prayer has in my life.

Being diagnosed with Lingerhan Cell Histiocytosis, at the age of 17 months, prayer was always active in my life. Whenever I had a blood test, a day in the hospital, or a visit to the Emergency Room, I had a prayer team working overtime for me. The names are too numerous to count, but the prayers are felt on this end. Each member of my prayer team is so special to me and I thank them for praying for me. The prayers allowed me to never stay more than a night in the hospital and the blood draws a little less painful.

That power plays a part in my life today as well. I have had hands laid on me a ton of times and been anointed with oils. All those problems have been fixed in God’s timing, not like the rain, but God did answer those prayers. When people lay hands on me and say a blessing over me, my emotions go wild. Once I start crying, its hard to stop those tears when they decide they should make an appearance. I experienced those tears when I went up to be prayed for at a collegiate service. I haven’t made a trip to the altar without tears; but after that trip up to the altar and the tears stop it’s like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders, those problems are in God’s hands now.

The other day a friend told me, “It’s just the Holy Spirit working through you.” Now I let my tears fall freely like the rain.

That power is free for the taking, all you have to ask.

Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.”~Colossians 4:2

God bless you and keep you,

Mary Hannah


Clean Slate

In my quiet time on New Year’s Eve, i asked God for a clean slate to start the New Year. last year held a lot of different things for me from deaths in the family to soul searching to bad decisions. i asked God for a clean slate for all last year’s regrets to be forgotten, erased.

this year I’m starting with a clean slate, all my mistakes and regrets are last year’s news. this a new year that looks bright for me. 😀