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Wishing Upon A Star…




” Star light…Star bright..the first star I see tonight..I wish I may..I wish I have this wish I wish tonight…” 

Have you ever had a memory jump out at you..just out of the blue…that happened to me this morning at about 3:30 AM when I woke up..

When I was a little girl I would stand outside at night..with my eyes trained up at the sky searching and looking…looking and searching..hoping to spot the first star…my little eyes would scan the sky for what seemed like hours trying to find it…I would walk the yard almost calling it like you would call a dog..”Comeout, Come out little star…” As soon as I caught sight of it I would feel my heart skip a beat in excitement..I would stand still as a board and I would say outloud “Star light..Star bright…first star I see tonight…” I would squeeze my eyes shut so tightly..silently in my mind I would say my wish…believing that if wished hard enough..and I believed hard enough…that it would come true…

I cannot remember how old I was but I am thinking around 7… I believe it is the Christmas before my parents got divorced and we were still living in that old wooden house in Highland Home..the house was all decorated…Momma had always been one to put lights all around the windows..garland framed the door frames..our stockings were hung…and the Christmas tree was gorgeous…and best of all, there were presents up underneath it..I watched all the regular Christmas movies…Rudolph..Frosty..Jack Frost..and my personal favorite, The night before Christmas…In each one of these movies there was one thing that you always saw…SNOW…my little eyes had never seen “real” snow before…but I wanted to oh so bad…Everyday when the sun would go down..and I knew it was time for the stars to come out of hiding… I would walk outside on our front porch with a find that first star…and everynight I would make the same wish…”Please, Please, Please…let it snow!”  I just knew that my wish was going to come true..I had been consistent..I had tried to be good and help around the house..I wasnt mean to my brother and sister…I said “Yes’mam and yes’sir” to my parents…I even tried to keep my toys out the yard…oh yes, I just knew my wish was going to come true..I was going to see snow for the first time in my whole life…

Christmas day arrived…I jumped up and looked out the window…no snow…slightly disappointed, but I wasn’t ready to give up..We all gathered in the living room to give presents out..for some reason I can’t remember any toys that I got (although I am sure I got a good bit) but I do remember my brother, sister, and I all got Alabama Electric blankets…Afterall, we did live in a older house..we had gasoline heaters through out the house and a wood burning heater in the living room..needless to say, it got cold at night and a electric blanket was the golden ticket..through out the morning, I continued to look out the window..still not snow..but I still had not given up faith…

I was sitting in the living room floor..coloring…when I heard it.. the yelling…it was my parents…they had been fighting more and more here lately…all I wanted was for this to be a happy day… with no fighting…I wanted then to get along the way they used to…I can remember feeling extremly sad because it was Christmas day…and there was yelling…there wasnt supposed to be yelling and fighting on Christmas…I got up and went to the snow..I had waited all day..and yet nothing…Why? I had kept up my end of the deal…I had done everything I said I would..and yet… I got no snow and my parents were fighting…It was at this point that large crocodile tears started to fall from my little eyes…I had wished every single night without fail..and I had believed that with all my heart that my wish was going to come true…I stayed right there at that window..wishing..and wishing hard…”Please..let it snow..Please let it snow…Please please please…let it snow..”

Still nothing…

It was getting later in the day…the sun was going down beneath the trees..the temperature was dropping…Christmas day was coming to a close…I had all but given up…I had come to the conclusion that wishing on a star didn’t work..and that none of my wishes were ever going to come true..I had truly lost faith…I felt something tug on my heart…almost saying..”Not yet…don’t give up just yet”…

I got up off the floor..walked to the window one last and final time…

I closed my eyes…preparing myself for the disappointment….but when I opened my eyes..there it was…SNOW!…It was snowing…I truly thought my eyes were playing tricks on I closed my eyes for a count of 3 and opened them..Nope..still there…white tiny flakes were falling from the sky…not everywhere…just in one little spot…My wish had come true..finally…I couldnt believe it..I stood there at that window and stared out in awe..I didnt even want to move because I was scared if I turned my back or blinked for a second..It would be gone…I think I even held my breath because I was standing so close to the window and I didnt want it to fog up…It only lasted about 5 minutes…but that was all it took..My faith on wishing upon a star had been renewed…

That was the last Christmas that we spent as a parents got a divorce not very long after that..and my world changed..

That memory sticks out in my head for so many reasons…I think that snow was God’s way of telling me…”Don’t give up just yet…hang on to your faith..and always believe…I may not do things in your time..but I do it in mine..and I will never leave you…” Many times in our life we think that God does not hear our prayers..or wishes in my case..we get frustrated because we as human beings tend to be impatient..we have become a society that is “now” based..We want everything now…To be quite honest, we have become spoiled…We are so used to having things at our fingertips..and when things don’t happen our way..we get frustrated…upset…and we lose faith…

God Said.. “Because you have so little faith… I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move… Nothing will be impossible for you…  Matthew 17:20

I have learned here lately..that I must never lose sight of my faith…and I guess that’s why I woke up at 3 AM with this memory..God was reminding me of a little girl that had lost her faith…and he renewed her… =)

~Jessica Jones 

 “I am a artistic soul that loves music, art, and anything in between. Reading a good book is the best, and I always get sad when it ends… I love shoes, watermelon jolly ranchers, and the beach..I tend to speak before I think..but there is always a truth to what I say! I have been married to my best friend for 9 years and wouldn’t trade him for the world. I have a 13 year old son that brings out everything that is best and worst in me and a 2 year old that always makes me see the sunshine. My life isn’t perfect….but I am learning that it isn’t supposed to be….I am fine with it being perfectly imperfect. “

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An Unfinished Life 


Like a project that never gets completed
Like a bad nightmare that keeps being repeated
A moment; A glimpse
A life taken too quick
The grief
 The tears 
The aching inside
Nothing to take it away and nowhere to hide
How do you go on after this?
How can anything ever make you feel bliss?
The tears they gather like a bad rain storm
The days, weeks, and months are anything but the norm
It floods your mind and captures your soul
The wrinkles and bags on your face are proof that the pain has taken its toll
Grief so great and loss so real
When you just pray each day not to feel
Why so quick, so final, so complete, the end?
How many more tears do we shed before our hearts begin to mend?
Why? is the questions with no answers in sight
Why that minute? that second? that night?
Didn’t we love you enough to make you want to stay?
Why did God need you and have to take you away? 
We need you We love you
 We just had you back
Why was your spirit sad and your willpower lacked?
Why and Who and When and How, in my mind play over and over
Like the endless search for a four leaf clover
How do we find the comfort in our hearts to know you are at peace?
When those of us left here on earth find nothing but sadness in the least
The unspoken words, the unfinished plans, the promising future, the smiles, hugs and kisses robbed forever
How do we pick up our broken hearts and begin the next endeavor?
Are you happy or are you sad?, do you miss us? or are you mad?
Why was 43 years all God said you could have?
Your life wasn’t finished -so much more you could have had………
XXOO~Michelle Bollom 

In Loving Memory of my beloved brother 
Toby Todd Fine
1.31.63 to 3.19.2006

Growing Pains 

Somehow I thought it would be different, that whole ‘growing pains’ thing.

In my youth and early adulthood, before the winds of change and the sands of time changed the landscape of my life, I knew that there would be times in my life that would be hurtful and difficult.  I just didn’t think it would hurt as much. 

I suppose I thought that a challenge would come when I was fully mature and prepared and armed.   I would hear of a coming storm, and batten down the hatches,  stock up on provisions, watch for the darkening clouds through the window and say, “Bring it.  I’m ready.”

You don’t know what you don’t know.

What I didn’t expect was for the winds of change to become a hurricane, tearing at my soul with a force so horrific it would bring me to my knees and take my very breath away.  I didn’t foresee the storms that would knock me off my feet,  destroy my home, tossing me from side to side . . .and leave me clinging to a mooring with all my might, screaming and praying for the storm to cease.  Storms in my family . . . in my son . . .in relationships.  Storms I created and storms that were brought about by the hands of others. 

And yes, the storm would cease.  They all do.  Eventually. 

If you’ve lived a while, you’ve had them.  The crash of waves, the screaming of the wind, the battering of your soul.

It is in the aftermath that I’ve learned so many of my lessons . . .where I’ve understood about the growing pains.  I’ve found myself standing in the carnage once the storm is over, with destruction all around, raising my glance from the wreckage and noticing the gaze of the bystanders.  And I want to say, “Wait.  I can explain.” 

A part of me always wants recompense.  To make my excuses.  To explain my intentions.  To tell the truth when things were truly unfair.  To have the wrong be righted, and to be vindicated. 

I want my point to be proven, for the bystanders to nod with understanding, for the moorings to be shored up and the whole thing be tied up in a ribbon so that I can feel better.  I need the clean up crew to move in and replace the siding, install new windows, plant new flowers in the window boxes and let the sun shine on the lawn again. 

The truth is that many things in life are left rather fractured.  I wish it were not so, but often there are jagged edges left just as they are, like a gaping wound that oozes.  It is ugly and doesn’t match and looks out of place.  And it is those fractured pieces that refine us the most.  Learning to be at peace with brokenness is the lesson.  It’s where my best growth comes in.

My sister says that God’s plan is always redemptive.  His heart is always to redeem and restore what has been beaten, shattered, scattered about.  Even as the storm is howling, God is actively working on the reconstruction.  He is already seeking to restore what is lost or broken.  My problem is that I don’t want it lost or broken to begin with.  Therein lies my conundrum.  But I am learning to see the beauty in the jagged edges.  Those jagged edges exposed the deepest, darkest parts of me – the places I wanted hidden for always.  To have the storm strip away the facade was painful, brutal, hurtful, hard. 

But the winds of change and the grace of God do the work that they always do . . . the work of growing, the work of healing. 

I am learning to allow the broken pieces to be seen, and to allow the balm of forgiveness to do its blessed work, and to see that it is better this way.  For I know that I’ll be a bystander some day soon, and I’ll see a girl standing there, with tears on her cheeks, wringing her hands in the aftermath, dazed and wondering where to begin.  And she’ll look up at me and say, “Wait . . .”

And I will smile.  And put my arm around her shoulder and say, “I know.  I understand.  I just happen to have some ribbon . . . “

~Alane Roberts  


The helicopters are coming!!!!

I hear them up above.
I can feel them swirling around looking…
I wonder if they can see our broken hearts from that high place with that big, brilliant spot light? Can they see our disappointed lives? 
The years spent waiting with no replies? 
The living on auto pilot just to get by? 
The vague and bored lies… 
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be rescued 
and seen… 
even in the sorrow 
and thought beautiful.
❤ Krystal Lynne 

Forgiveness Part 2

Forgiveness is the intentional and voluntary process by which a victim undergoes a change in feelings and attitude regarding an offense, lets go of negative emotions such as vengefulness, with an increased ability to wish the offender well.

“But when you are praying, first forgive anyone you are holding a grudge against, so that your Father in heaven will forgive your sins, too.” Mark 11:25 

After last week’s Meditation Monday Message on forgiveness I decided to search for a deeper understanding of forgiveness.  I knew there were areas of my life in which my blessings were being blocked because I chose not to forgive.  Through this process I felt compelled to seek GOD.  I asked him to help me forgive myself for hurting others and to develop the willingness to forgive those who have hurt me.   As I meditated more on the scripture, I learned that GOD instructs us to forgive.  His instructions are very clear.  I believe him and in him.  I know GOD wants me to exercise forgiveness in my life and he wants me to encourage others to do the same.  

Are you ready to forgive?  I challenge you to begin the process of forgiveness.  When you do, you will feel GOD’s presence. 

In pondering, I learned: 

Forgiveness is a choice.  It requires a change of attitude.  We can choose to let go of negative thoughts and emotions.

Forgiveness is not earned.  Many people choose not to forgive in fear of someone else’s thoughts and/or opinion.  Forgiveness is a personal decision and we do not need other people’s permission to forgive. 

Forgiveness is daily a process.  GOD’s example prayer includes a phrase of forgiveness.  Matthew 6:12
states “And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.”  I believe we should include forgiveness in our daily prayers; even if we are unaware of who or what needs to be forgiven.

Forgiveness leads to happiness.    When we forgive we are declaring that we want to leave beyond the past and be in the present.  As we are present “in the now” we will choose gratitude!  Expressing gratitude makes us feel better.

Forgiveness offers peace.  When we forgive we are making a decision to love ourselves more.  Love is God like and GOD signifies peace. 

Forgiveness is an experience.  If we view forgiveness as an experience, we can instead be thankful for all circumstances and enjoy the ride.  

Forgiveness is healing.   Just think when we don’t forgive, we hold on to stress as a result.  Stress causes many other health issues.   When we forgive we will heal ourselves physically and emotionally. 

Forgiveness is not condoning.  It’s does not mean that we accept wrong doing; but it does mean that we are willing to let go of all anger and resentment. 

Forgiveness requires a conscious effort and is a daily process.   We can either make the choice to be bitter people, live in misery, and block our blessings or we can choose to be better people, live life to the fullest and receive GOD’s full blessings.  Its your choice. 

I have accepted the forgiveness challenge.  Will you?   Together let’s get well and move on! 

I move beyond forgiveness to understanding, and I have compassion for all.  I know that old, negative patterns no longer limit me. I let them go with ease.  As I forgive myself, it becomes easier to forgive others.  I forgive everyone in my past for all perceived wrongs. I release them with love.  I am ready to be healed. I am willing to forgive. All is well.

Commit to the change! I Dare you! ~Lereca Monik 

Shout It! 

The saying, “use your inside voice” does not apply here.   No need to “put a muffler on it” 
Nope, this is definitely something that needs to be shouted! 

Most people don’t look up until they are laid out flat on their backs, at the end of their rope, or at the bottom of a pit.   There are people everywhere hurting and searching but don’t know the answer to what they need, is found in only One- Jesus Christ. 

Many have chosen to disregard the Lord and  Savior, Jesus Christ, the Only One that can truly save and restore us. 

  Some may disregard Him because they don’t recognize their need- either because of pride or by being wounded by the church or religion or they have blamed God for the mess they are in. 

And sadly, yet still today there are so many 
that have not heard about a True Living and Loving Jesus as their personal Savior.  

I recently have been playing this song on repeat- 
I get to the part in the lyrics-
Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God !
That is my prayer- this is my cry- I want all people, the poor and powerless, and the rich and powerful to come to know My Savior; Jesus Christ.  The One & Only True Living God.  The Only One that restores and transforms lives. 
Will you shout it with me? Will you share Jesus with others?  Come on, Go on and let’s Shout It! 
XXOO Michelle Bollom

All The Poor And Powerless

All Sons & Daughters


All the poor and powerless
And all the lost and lonely
All the thieves will come confess
And know that You are holy
Will know that You are holy

And all will sing out
And we will cry out

And all the hearts that are content
And all who feel unworthy
And all who hurt with nothing left
Will know that You are holy

And all will sing out
And we will cry out


Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God


We will sing out
And we will cry out
We will sing out

Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God

How To Advance


Are you stuck?  Is there just something you can’t seem to get over? Has someone hurt you and you have forgiven them but just can’t seem to forget the hurt?

When we forgive, sadly we rarely forget. We can think we have forgiven and moved on, but we can still be stuck in the letting go and forgetting part.

Recently God gave me this image…
Think about a FF (Fast Forward) button on all types of electronics; the double arrow button marked FF is the only button that advances.

So just like that FF button represents advancing, our Faithful Father is the only one who helps us to advance and get unstuck.

When God forgives; He also forgets.

Get unstuck and #LiveRestored
Choose the double F’s (Faithful Father) to help us to (Forgive & Forget) to advance and move forward.

XXOO – Michelle Bollom


Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.- Isaiah 43:18

For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more. -Hebrews 8:12

Soul Dimensions

Our soul within the confines of our body is bound by geo coordinates wherever we are but one day, our soul will have celestial coordinates unbounded by latitude and longitude. I sometimes set my soul’s coordinates based on what is before me. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about gratitude and the depth of my own “soul dimensions.” By faith, my capacity to praise and glorify God regardless of what I see before me.


32°4′42.08″N 87°16′49.33″W are the geo coordinates to Gee’s Bend, AL and the town where Arlonzia Pettway was living when she asked the Lord what He wanted her to do in His vineyard. He told her to sing.  She stopped praying and asked Him again, because she loved to sing but really wasn’t a singer. God showed her again “standing singing” and sing she has for over 40 years, along with her quilting group, “The White Rose.” Singing, quilting and praying with a community of women whose slave and share cropping heritage quilted out of necessity for warmth. Made from dress and shirt tails – parts of the clothes not too worn, and flour and cornmeal sacks bleached with hand picked cotton for inner lining. Whatever they had, they were thankful for. They, “Didn’t buy nothin, ‘cause we didn’t have nothin’ to buy nothin’ with.”  (The Quilts of Gee’s Bend).

So they removed the stone. Then Jesus raised His eyes, and said, “Father, I thank You that You have heard Me.  John 11:41

Jesus had expectant gratitude, anticipating the miracle as the stone before Lazarus’ tomb was rolled away. Gratitude wasn’t a polite, “Thanks God, that was a close one back with the demon possessed pigs.” Jesus displayed His gratitude by a total glorification of God whether through a prayer of thanks for bread and fish meals multiplied, defying any potluck dinner. So, it’s safe to say that Jesus expressed His gratitude outside of a meal, a church service and a miracle.

At a distance, ten lepers spent their days shouting, “Unclean” for anyone and everyone to hear until they saw Jesus enter their village.  Until the ONE, Jesus Christ, heard them.

“Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” 14 He looked at them and said, “Go show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were cleansed of their leprosy. 15 One of them, when he saw that he was healed, came back to Jesus, shouting, “Praise God!” 16 He fell to the ground at Jesus’ feet, thanking him for what he had done. This man was a Samaritan.

One healed man whose geo coordinates had been set by his disease. But when he saw Jesus, his soul dimension of faith, repositioned him ready to glorify God. Today, I pray we chart our soul coordinates on the unseen and through faith in Jesus Christ, we can stand confidently becoming all that He has in mind for us to be and do.

For because of our faith, he has brought us into this place of highest privilege where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look forward to actually becoming all that God has had in mind for us to be.  Romans 5:2



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Kristianne is a writer, speaker and founder of Compassion That Compels. Her life of love is filled to overflowing for her husband Royal, and their daughters Grace and Annelise. Collecting people and gardening are among her passions. Painting lives in brilliant hues of God’s love and compassion is her purpose. Email Join Kristianne on Facebook Compassion That Compels. Follow her on Twitter Kristiannefaith and Instagram



All she had ever desired was a diamond ring to display her worth and a family to worship God with.
She had dreamed of a husband sitting beside her on the pew with his arm lovingly wrapped around her.
She looked forward to having friends over & dining out regularly with other couples who they both knew and enjoyed equally.
None of this came to pass.
So much time had passed that she was spent with the waiting.
Every time she was in a social setting with other women she made sure not to have her left hand within view if at all possible.
That plain gold band seemed to shout of unimportance.
She knew that it was the symbol of covenant and the importance of that but her ego, heart & finger felt naked, empty & humiliated.
Over the years she had grown accustomed to not being invited to the parties and couples gatherings from her church friends since she attended church without her husband.
He had not been going with her since the first year they married.
It was going on twenty nine years so she knew the drill and felt every bit of the rejection from each celebration she would not be attending.
It stung!
The sting of it all sometimes felt unbearable.
Her life was unbelievable to her.
So many dreams aborted.
So many services alone.
She felt like a leper in the house of God.
Shunned, silenced and uninvited.
These things ought not be so!
So many women feel similar to this.
So many mothers sitting by themselves watching families standing, worshipping together.
Church can be painful for women.
Marriage can be twenty nine years with a gold band screaming into the loneliness and darkness.
You can not fit in when you feel worthless.

I might not have a diamond or a strong warm arm around my old cold shoulder at church but I have a living, loving Savior who happily lives in me, sits with me & shines brighter than a diamond through me….
Who knows my name, weight and every stretch mark I have earned….Who adores me with all of His precious heart ❤

Ladies, you are never alone. Sometimes it just seems so. In those times is when our faith is truly tested. I believe in Jesus Christ alone and He has been my companion. He is the stone that the builder rejected so He understands the diamond dilemma too. Perhaps I should lovingly refer to Him as my “literal” rock of ages allowing Him to be seen instead of fretting over a temporary stone that is not eternal and could never pay for me.
His purchase of us is what makes us so valuable. Lord, help us to see the diamond

~ Krystal Lynne ❤️