Integrity IS everything…..Its everything. Stunning, rare, a gem with true shine, especially as we make our way. Make our way to the Divine.

Held in gaze and seen in glance. How often we fall? Fall, due to circumstance? The parts of life beyond our control, that trip us up on our path of growth.

Be as the sunflower. Who chooses to grow around, up, over, under, despite and through to face the Sun and its radiating hues.

Live your life, don’t let it be taken from you, through sickness, doubt and fear. Rumination that roars so loudly and deeply within our ear. Encompassing and entangling in circumstances that are draining. Causing many, many silent tears. But God sees our pain and helps us handle, and life’s NOT in vain, its not a waste, relight your candle. Purpose planted, roots strong, enabling the blossom in His presence.

Grace eternal, love ethereal, a life thats lived despite. By choice. Purposeful in presence and intentional in action. Wherever we are Lord let it be Your plan that we’re hatching. Design my life to be a reflection of You. And may I be a proper representation. 💜

Becky Butler

The deep breaths in the skilled pacing of a lover…create in me a life that I want to cleave versus flee. The breath in fighting to live, is worth it. The gasps, and sputters of whatever it takes to get back up and swing again. We are in the fight of our lives, everyday. You better believe it. We get so caught up sometimes in the battle that we become dim to the goal. Don’t.

Becky Butler

It’s time to gain perspective. It’s not what I know, it’s what I show. When filtered through shards of brokenness one can lose sight of their significance.

Discard nation. We really do live in a discard nation. Instant, now, over and out.

Where’s the process, when it’s all about the destination? You miss so much when you live Insta-focused. It used to take time for things to develop.

Photos, once keepsakes of cherished time, now a constant, all the time. Faith will help you through when time gets to you. There is nothing wrong with reminisce, but when we live ever and always in the insist of 1976, we technically are, but we are, amiss.

Amiss in our focus, our goals and most importantly our progress. We are a people of progression. We seek more, do more, have more in the realms of stuff. But what about life’s true gems for when it really gets rough.

The riches of a life that has lived, laughed and loved Concepts that either evolve or dissolve at each step. It deepens whether you are walking toward something or away. Decide in life where you want to stay.

Be true, to everyone but mostly to you. Create your pathways through dreamscapes and daydreams. Arrive where you set out to go, but let the journey help shape you, mix you, mold you and make you, so when the day arrives and destiny takes hold, you will with God be able to handle the load….. Becky Butler

The words you say reverberate throughout the entirety of my body. Lifting me up, bringing me out, outside of myself and the limits that so vehemently try to shape my Faith into something it is not.

Into doubt, into drought, into the dry places, where oasis is illusion and the desperate nature of our need cries for Your breath of Life that only You can give. This leaves us clamoring for more of You. For more of You in who I am. May my identity reflect you again and again. May others see Your hand of grace in my life, and know that apart from You, I don't get through. You are essential as the rains upon my dry ground. Grow those places in me that need faith, that need grace, that need to be faced. Oh how I'd love my impact to remain. The touch of love on another’s skin, can make us feel whole and able to begin again. Support does so much. Thank you Lord, for not letting me face my future alone. But with family, friends, people and grace. As once a stranger, now a welcomed and friendly face. May we be the friend that we need, so that in times of want, love is granted.

Becky Butler

The caged stiffening of my wings as they were plucked from me, by such insidious disease, left me bereft at once again having to find yet another ‘way’ to go on and continue my Journey when my ability to soar gets compromised, caged, and rattled in sputters. I have to make the choice to move from my body into my Spirit. Taking the things that formally beset me and scoop up all that weighs, drags and pulls me down and pick up those things, all of them. And I lay them at God’s feet. He can handle Things better than me anyway. And I haven't been left yet. I have survived and not only that I've thrived. As I consciously made the decision to thrive in spite of all that is weighty and encumbered. I seek the moments of exhale in my book of life. Perspective, Gained. Paradigm, shifted. Goal, accomplished. I can now see what I can do, be, and contribute verses what besets, bereft's and bereaves me. Stand on your own two feet and take up the space that only you can. Take up the the entirety of the matter that makes up all that you are. Immerse yourself in truth, and just watch and see what God can do.

-Becky Butler