Restoration Stories – Erin Stella

The picture of me in white is exactly from 3 years ago.

3 years ago, I was hurting and so lost. I was desperate for a real relationships with people and filling the void with horrible relationships.

Parties and bars, attention from men that only wanted one thing, “friends” that were only there when I was ready to shine for them.

I think I was even a little tipsy in this picture and I know I took this pic for a guy I was seeing at the time.

I was unengaged in the world around me. Fighting for a breath of fresh air. Drowning in a sea of confusion and chaos.

Fast forward to today. That doesn’t even look like me anymore. My eyes are alive. My spirit is alive. I know I have value and worth. I have true friends and I know God has the perfect man for me…and I’m happily waiting on him. Saving myself for my forever.

I know who I am. More importantly, I know who HE is. I know my savior in a way I never knew was possible.

I still have my struggles and trials and tribulations; but on the inside, I know exactly who I am. I know exactly whom I was made to be. I receive my identity from my maker, God.

Each day, I come closer and He meets me where I’m at.

I give up what I know is bad for me, knowing that God has something that is so much better than my “what if’s” and my expectations I’ve put on a person and situation.

Everyday, I say yes to believing there is more and there is better. Everyday, I make a decision to step forward. Even on the days I’m tired and I do nothing. I’m still doing something.

Everyday, I step into the presence of God and open my heart to his love.


Day by day.

If you know someone that is struggling, be their light. Show them some mercy and meet them where they are. Plant seeds of love and not of condemnation.

~ Erin Stella

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The Bloody Battlefield

I laid in a bloody field

struck down by a weapon

I didn’t see

My mind and body had been attacked

in a battle to be free

Helpless and in silent fear

I watch the enemy raise his spear

He aimed for my heart to finish the job

his victory cry ring in my ear

The thrust was given with a smile

upon his twisted face

He danced and laughed

and was filled with joy

for he was now the Ace.

Who was this enemy that hated me

and why he was so angry,

I could not see?

Within the depths of my broken shell

a spark of life remained

I cried, oh God have pity on me

and wash away my stain!

And suddenly a man appeared

and picked me gently up

and life came in

as I ate his food and drank

from his own cup.

He clothed me with a royal robe

and placed a crown upon my head

From where I stood I saw a room

with golden lights that seem to spread

His eyes were darker than new wine

and He danced with joy and singing

His smile was warm and full of life

and now I knew this Man

had taken all my strife

And soon we were His glorious army

treading down the evil one

With power, might, and victory

given to us by God’s chosen Son.

The Spirit of God rose high

as we finally stood our ground

to show God’s love that was within

and it kept the devil bound.

But then, one day as we were busy

shining up our lamps,

a terrible man came to our camp

to steal our precious treasure

As he went throughout our midst

he brought tremendous pressure

Condemnation and judgment was his name

Killing, stealing and destroying was his game

I stood in fear and watched

unable to say a word

for he was huge and I was afraid of his sword.

Bewildered and confused

fighting desperatly for hours

I saw again that bloody field

Only this time it was ours

That Mighty Army that stood so tall

the one that Jesus owned

was now reduced to lifeless stones

because they missed the call.

The fighting that went on was over

Who was the best?

And I who wasn’t killed

was captured in the mess.

The freedom that I once walked in

seems only like a dream

Did we forget Love paid the price

and all the World’s redeemed?

We see the faults in others

but never in ourselves.

We shine our lights so bright

and put forgiveness on the shelf.

Forgiveness, righteousness, and holiness

Love has enough to last us through eternity

so stop trying to be so tough.

I look to God as my washer

not no waggling tongues

that tear me down

to shape me in the mold

they have become.

To judge each other with our standards

only brings discontentment.

Love came so that we may have love

The kind that brings redemption

So, now my Saints

please keep in mind

the Warriors we’ve knocked down

use your sword

but watch your aim

for it’s Love who wears

the Kingdom’s Crown.

~ Cindy Markovitch

The Bloody Battlefield

Balm To A Broken World

You are God’s masterpiece!

You are His song in the night

and His balm to a brokenhearted world.

You are His trophy of grace

and His anthem of peace.

May Jesus so meet you and minister to you—right where you live—that you begin to shine like never before.

May His peace so mark your life that others sense His loving care when they’re around you.

May He so strategically position you in the world so that those around you develop a thirst for the things of God.

Daily the heavens pour forth speech.

May Jesus speak volumes through your life!

Blessings to you this day!

~ Fenich Jerry

He Is Worthy Of Our Praise

Blessed are you, God of Israel, our father from of old and forever.

To you, O God, belong the greatness and the might, the glory, the victory, the majesty, the splendor;

Yes! Everything in heaven, everything on earth;

the kingdom all yours! You’ve raised yourself high over all.

Riches and glory come from you, you’re ruler over all;

You hold strength and power in the palm of your hand to build up and strengthen all.

And here we are, O God, our God, giving thanks to you, praising your splendid Name.

~ Chronicles 29 10-13 MSG

Baring His Beauty,

Tiffany Thomas

An Offering To Her King

There’s just something about a woman

who tasted defeat but refused to be a victim

Who rose above her pain

and turned it into glory

An offering to her King

She once was broken to the core

Excruciating pain knocked on her door

She could have made it her habitation

Lingered and dwelled

on what was handed to her

She preferred to rise above

what was sent to numb her

She had Papa right by her side

She couldn’t let pain

predict her life

She arose and she broke the barriers

sent to curb her

Broke down walls

that were sent to stop her

She had Papa right by her side

Lovingly leading and guiding her

Healing her heart and invading her life

With His consuming love

She could not stay the same

He taught her to look differently

at what was handed to her

Looking through His eyes

She saw an oasis of learning curves

Meant to elevate her

Never to harm her

She possessed the power to change

every setback into a come back

To turn what the enemy meant to harm her

Into a love song to her King

When you look at her

There’s no trace of her past

She resembles Papa’s heart

She is His warrior daughter

Ready to invade and to conquer

Uproot and to pull down

To decree and declare

the faithfulness of her King

She was created for this!

Her pain introduced her

to her destiny

She is where Papa longed for her to be!

She is courageous and bold

His battle axe and weapon of war

Yet, she is kind and compassionate

She is drenched in Papa’s love

He has turned her mourning into dancing

Unspeakable joy is now her portion

Together they retrieve

what the enemy stole

There’s no time to waste

Mountain moving faith

has become her dwelling place

She is Papa’s daughter

She learned from the best!

~ Ebigale Wilson

An Offering To Her King

The Journey

Only God

Only God! The God who equips me with strength and makes my way perfect, (Psalms 18:32 CEB)

Only God brought me to where I am today

Only God carries me through the trenches of difficulty

Only God and His mercy covers me

Only God intervenes and saves me

Only God and His grace redeems me

Only God and His power restores me

Only God and His hope keeps me

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