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Woman on Plane Spots Man Texting About Raping Children, Snaps Incriminating Photos to Put Him Behind Bars

Two children in Tacoma, Washington, have been rescued from a man and woman who were sexually abusing them after an observant airline passenger alerted authorities of suspicious text messages.

Fifty-six-year-old Michael Kellar was arrested in the San Jose city airport, after arriving from Seattle.

While sitting on the Southwest Airlines flight, a passenger behind Kellar was able to see his text messages, as his large smartphone was set to the largest font.

“It was in large font, and she sees certain words and starts contemplating there’s something bigger there,” reported a sex-crimes detective on the case.

The messages were allegedly sent to 50-year-old Gail Burnworth, who seemingly had access to a 5-year-old and a 7-year-old through babysitting. Investigators say Kellar was getting to the victims, who are believed to have been sexually abused, through Burnworth.

She was later arrested in her Tacoma home.

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After seeing Kellar’s disturbing text conversation about the sexual exploitation of these children, the passenger (whom police did not identify), was able to take photos of the man’s text messages from her seat behind.

“The conversations were very particular in regards to sex acts that were to be performed on…children,” San Jose Police Sgt. Brian Spears told the news station. “Some of the sex acts talked about not only molesting children, but performing beastiality.”

The passenger then alerted the flight crew, and flight attendants notified authorities at the destination airport where Kellar was arrested.

He is accused of attempted child molestation and solicitation of a sex crime, while Burnworth is being held for suspicion of child rape and sexual exploitation of children.

The two are currently in jail, and the anonymous Seattle-area preschool teacher who busted them is being hailed a hero.

“It’s kind of mind-blowing,” said San Jose sex-crimes detective Nick Jourdenais. “She gets on a plane, a normal citizen minding her business. A couple of hours later, she’s intervening on quite possibly the most traumatic thing children can go through. This was life-altering for them.”

And this isn’t the first time an attentive flyer has been able to recognize signs of exploitation.

In fact, Airline Ambassadors International is an organization that is training flight attendants to spot human trafficking victims and provide humanitarian services by leveraging their connection with airlines.

Back in 2016, Alaska Airlines flight attendant Sheila Fredrick felt “off” about a pair of passengers on her flight from Seattle to San Francisco. Aware of the warning signs for human trafficking and exploitation, Fredrick worked up a clever way to ask the passenger if she needed help.

Her quick thinking and ability to recognize a problem likely saved that teen’s life.

Like Frederick, this keen-eyed passenger is the reason two young children have been rescued from further abuse.

Click HERE for more information on what to be on the lookout for in possible cases of human trafficking or child exploitation.

It’s happening all around us, we need only the eyes to see it.

A Grieving Mom’s Plea to Parents From Her Bullied Child’s Hospital Bedside

It seems every week now, a new story is surfacing of a child who died by suicide after being bullied at school and via social media.

Today I bring you a plea from another mom, Leigh Davey, who wrote the following post as her bullied child lie in a hospital bed, thankfully still alive.

I promise you, friends, I HATE writing these stories. I also promise you I will keep writing them until I no longer have to.

One way to prevent stories from these from happening is to STOP giving kids access to smartphones and social media at such a young age. Listen to what this devastated mom wrote from her daughter’s bedside and shared on Facebook:

“Our beautiful girl has been subjected to some awful bullying at school. It’s been a very private [seven] months for us, dealing with this, immediate family only.

In this age of social media, children (because they are children) think it’s ok to send hateful messages (to me also along with their parents who won’t take responsibility) without consequences. I’ve had calls from these children calling me an old hag because I’ve defended our daughter, approached parents and pleaded with them to talk with their children and ask them to stop. I’ve even approached the children themselves, but been threatened by parents with harassment.

The WA department of education doesn’t expel children from schools for bullying, as they say: ‘Every child is entitled to an education.’

What about our child’s entitlement?

She’s been sent home numerous times after self harming at school. She’s not allowed a pencil sharpener as she takes the blade out and cuts herself.

The WA department of education also told me: ‘You should teach your child how to be resilient against bullies.’ Yes, they said that.

Our girl has had a video taken of her sitting at her desk at school, legs slightly open, with a lovely caption about the smell. It was posted to snapchat. I spent 90 mins with the police as they tried to determine if it was photographing and distribution of pornographic material. Yes, a 12-year-old can be prosecuted if the content breaches certain criteria. Sadly our daughter’s didn’t, but she was subjected to weeks of ridicule. Repercussions? The girl who posted the video lost her playtime. The person who took the video? Nothing, because no one would tell who it was.

It’s ok to verbally attack at school because they can get away with it via a screen; so think the same will happen in the real world.

Last week, we spent over 5 hours in A&E with psychiatrists, doctors and nurses, because our girl ‘had a plan to commit suicide’. On Tuesday, I am in court applying for a VRO against a 12-year-old to keep her (the bully) away from our beautiful girl — all because parents don’t accept responsibility for their children and schools can only do so much.

The school has a safety plan for the bullied child, our daughter. And the bully? She only loses recess and lunch privileges. This is infant school punishment!

Please, in this awful age of social media (or anti social media as we call it) check your children’s messages. Their devices are a privilege, nothing more, nothing less, so please make sure they are being polite and respectful in their messages. Teach the children to ‘talk’ not use text or social media to air their differences.

Bullying affects the whole family, not just the bullied. It needs to stop and it needs to stop now! Please feel free to share.”

It would certainly appear that the parents of the bullies, in this case, have “not my child” syndrome as described by Mallory Grossman’s mom, Dianne. Parents refuse to blame their children for cruel behavior or assign themselves any responsibility for keeping said behavior in check. Or, it must be said, for providing their kids with access to devices and social media accounts that magnify the destruction.

The video Davey describes taken of her daughter while she was innocently sitting at her desk at school is an excellent example. That NEVER could have happened without a smartphone and a social media account, and it is incredibly cruel. We can teach our kids to be resilient all day long but the human psyche — especially an immature tween one — can only take so much.

Parents, once again, I am BEGGING you. Put yourselves in this mom’s shoes. Summon some empathy, and teach your kids the same. And please, please, please hold them accountable when they screw up. That and NOT giving them early access to smartphones and social can SAVE LIVES. I 100 percent believe it.

Heroic Retired Marine Miraculously Finds Missing Toddler in Dense Woods

A retired marine is being called a hero today. A 2-year-old boy went missing in Florida and had been missing for almost 24 hours when the marine, who was part of a volunteer crew, finds the missing toddler safe in the woods, and confirms it’s him.

Retired Marine Finds a Missing Toddler and Returns Him Safely to His Parents

In Brooksville, Florida, a 2-year-old boy named Joshua Rowland (also called JJ) went missing last week and the community was in a panic after almost a day of searching for him.

But thanks to a retired marine, that boy is now safe and sound. Here’s what happened.

Hernando County Sheriff Al Nienhuis said hundreds of volunteers had gathered looking for the missing toddler. Roy Link, the retired marine mentioned earlier, was part of this group that was combing through a rural area.

According to Link, he worked for 32 years with the Hernando County parks department; so he knows the area well. And, as he set out to look for the boy, Link said “I said a prayer about 10 minutes before I found him.”

Apparently, Link was planning to go on a fishing trip that day, but he’d cancelled it to help look for the child.

After the missing toddler was found, Link was asked to share how he found little JJ.

Link shared that he was walking through a field, listening carefully for the sound of a child. He told reporters that he heard a “whimpering” and he thought he might be on to something.

“I listened good, and I heard like a whimpering kind of noise and at that point,” Link explained. “I was like, there’s no kids here, it’s gotta be JJ. And sure enough, I went in the woods, 100 feet from where I was at.”

When asked what the boy did when he saw Link, the retired marine said, “He wasn’t smiling, but he was happy. And he put his hands up in the air for me to get him.”

Link explained that he assured the boy that his mom was coming so he wouldn’t be scared.

The boy was found in some briars and Link thought he’d been “hiking” for awhile.

“I think he was in some stickers,” Link said. “But he was happy to see me. He put his arms, his hands up…he was real happy and he wanted mom. He started hollering for mom.”

When asked how he felt about finding the missing toddler, the retired marine said, “So many emotions,” he breaks down in tears. “Who wouldn’t get emotional with that situation? I was just so happy that I found him, so happy that he was alive and well.”

“I just couldn’t ask for a better outcome,” Link said.

Watch Link talk about the experience here:

The missing toddler was found near Parrott Middle School, east of Cobb Road, according to Nienhuis.

Although Link is being called a hero, he remains humble about being the one to find the missing toddler.

“I’m just pleased with all these people that showed up, you know,” Link shared in an interview. “It could have been anybody…just happened to be me.”

When asked about whether he was happy that he’d cancelled his fishing trip to look for the missing toddler, the retired marine said, “I can go fishing anytime. But, you know, I need to come out and help everybody…and I know the area good.”

Wondering how little JJ is? Click on.

UPS Driver’s Random Act of Kindness Goes Viral After Being Caught on Camera

It’s not every day we receive simple kindness from people we don’t know. Which may be why social media blew up over one temporary UPS driver who shared a kind message with a new mother. And check out how people responded in kindness.

What Happened When a UPS Driver Left a Kind Message for a New Mother?

Twenty-four-year-old Dallen Harrell was just a temporary UPS driver in Roswell, Georgia, when he first delivered a package to new mother, 36-year-old Jessica Kitchel’s home.

During his delivery, he noticed a stork sign and realized that the family had a new baby arrive. The home also had a sign that said “It’s a boy” out in front of it. This caught his eye because he, too, had just had a child with his finance, Taqueria Robinson-Davidson.

This touched him, and he decided he wanted to do something.

“I just went from my heart,” Harrell explained.

Instead of just delivering the baby formula, he left a message on the family’s Nest Security camera.

“If this is the ‘it’s a boy’ house….I hope all is going well with your newborn,” Harrell spoke into the camera. “I had a child around the same time you guys did and I just hope that everything is going good, God bless and happy holidays.”

The kind message from this anonymous ups driver touched the family so much that, Jess decided to post the video to her Instagram. Check it out here:

Jess asked the social media world to help her find this UPS driver, saying, “I really wish I knew his name, but I hope he comes back and if he does there will be diapers waiting for him.”

In her post on December 4, the new mom explained why it meant so much to her. “It is really easy to focus on what isn’t going right now with staffing shortages,” she said. “But it was good to be reminded that there are still great people working hard every day for us!”

The kind message from the ups driver met her when she really needed it, having just had a C-section to deliver the new baby, Chancy, on November 14.

“I was just so blown away by the fact…that he took the time to stop and do it,” said Jess. “And more so that he was so observant that he remembered this was the ‘It’s a Boy’ house with the stork.”

The Painful Secret Women Are Expected to Keep That Men Finally Need to Hear

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There’s this thing that happens whenever I speak about or write about women’s issues—things like dress codes, rape culture, and sexism.

I get the comments: Aren’t there more important things to worry about? Is this really that big of a deal?

Aren’t you being overly sensitive?

Are you sure you’re being rational about this?

Every. Single. Time.

And every single time I get frustrated. Why don’t they get it?

I think I’ve figured out why.

They don’t know.

They don’t know about de-escalation. Minimizing. Quietly acquiescing.

Hell, even though women live it, we are not always aware of it. But we have all done it.

We have all learned, either by instinct or by trial and error, how to minimize a situation that makes us uncomfortable. How to avoid angering a man or endangering ourselves. We have all, on many occasions, ignored an offensive comment. We’ve all laughed off an inappropriate come-on. We’ve all swallowed our anger when being belittled or condescended to.

It doesn’t feel good. It feels icky. Dirty. But we do it because to not do it could put us in danger or get us fired or labeled a bitch. So we usually take the path of least precariousness.

It’s not something we talk about every day. We don’t tell our boyfriends and husbands and friends every time it happens. Because it is so frequent, so pervasive, that it has become something we just deal with.

So maybe they don’t know.

To My Porn-Watching Dad, From Your Daughter

I want to let you know first of all that I love you and forgive you for what this has done in my life. I also wanted to let you know exactly what your porn use has done to my life. You may think that this effects only you, or even yours and mom’s relationships. But it has had a profound impact on me and all of my siblings as well.

I found your porn on the computer somewhere around the age of 12 or so, just when I was starting to become a young woman. First of all, it seemed very hypocritical to me that you were trying to teach me the value of what to let into my mind in terms of movies, yet here you were entertaining your mind with this junk on a regular basis. Your talks to me about being careful with what I watched meant virtually nothing.

Because of pornography, I was aware that mom was not the only woman you were looking at. I became acutely aware of your wandering eye when we were out and about. This taught me that all men have a wandering eye and can’t be trusted. I learned to distrust and even dislike men for the way they perceived women in this way.

As far as modesty goes, you tried to talk with me about how my dress affects those around me and how I should value myself for what I am on the inside. Your actions however told me that I would only ever truly be beautiful and accepted if I looked like the women on magazine covers or in porn. Your talks with me meant nothing and in fact, just made me angry.

As I grew older, I only had this message reinforced by the culture we live in. That beauty is something that can only be achieved if you look like “them.” I also learned to trust you less and less as what you told me didn’t line up with what you did. I wondered more and more if I would ever find a man who would accept me and love me for me and not just a pretty face.

Neighbors with 5 Kids Take in Dying Mom’s 3 Kids—Then Strangers Invade Their Home With a Heart-Stopping Surprise

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When it comes to neighbors, most people probably wave to each other as you drive by, maybe your kids are friends, or maybe you just know that they have a lot of different balls that somehow miss the fence and wind up in your yard.

Statistics estimate that nearly 35 percent of the U.S. population never speak to their neighbors, and only about 17 percent actually interact with their neighbors one to two times weekly.

Tisha and Audrey were a similar reflection of these statistics. Some of their kids were very close, which ultimately brought them together as friends—more than most neighbors.

Last year, Audrey knocked on Tisha’s door and asked if her three kids could spend the night. She had to go to the doctor for some tests in the morning. The kids were excited, and Tisha didn’t think much of it—having five children of her own already, three more wasn’t much of a difference for her and her husband, Kevin.   

Those tests changed Tisha and Audrey’s families’ lives forever.

Audrey learned that she had stage 2 esophageal stomach cancer. The single mother of three asked Tisha and her husband to become the legal guardians of her children. Without hesitation they said “yes.”

Audrey passed away quickly after that.

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For Tisha, growing her family from seven to 10 was a no-brainer. She had been raised in an orphanage, and didn’t want these kids to endure anything she had to go through in the foster care system.

She and Kevin are now working on becoming foster parents so that they can be more than just legal guardians for Audrey’s kids. Tisha hopes this will protect them from being separated or passed around in the system.

The trouble is, their house isn’t sufficient enough for the state to grant them permission to be foster parents. Two of the boys share a loft, which isn’t considered a room because it needs a wall, and many of the other kids share beds. Tisha’s oldest kids are 16 and 18 years old. One sleeps on the couch recliner, and the other has a make-shift room with a futon off of the kitchen.

They Waited Nine Years to Meet This Baby—In Their First Few Moments Together, Something Glorious Happens

 

Dennis and Carita Chen have trying to have their own baby for nine years but it wasn’t in the cards yet.

They had fertility issues so they knew they won’t be able to have a child of their own.

They finally decided that they would seek a baby through adoption.

They initially planned for foreign adoption. But then a friend connected them to an adoption attorney who was looking for an Asian couple to adopt a baby about to be born. They were so excited and said yes to the attorney.

Unfortunately, the birth mother later changed her mind because she wanted a member of her family to adopt her baby.

This broke Dennis and Carita’s hearts. They had been looking forward to becoming parents at last but it seemed it wasn’t meant for them to be parents of this baby.

Being devout Christians, they continued to pray for God’s guidance to help them with their adoption journey.

And He definitely answered their nine-year prayer journey to finally have kids.

The adoption wasn’t going to happen and the hospital social worker called the Chen’s and asked if they’d still like to take custody of the baby.

The adoption fell through and no one was taking the baby home.

The Chens agreed and they flew from Austin, Texas to Fresno, California for the baby. From Fresno, they traveled 30 minutes north of Fresno to a town called Madera and straight to Madera Community Hospital.

“No trip I’ve ever taken, regardless of distance, has felt longer than this one,” Dennis documented on their blog.

It was already 9:30 pm when they arrived at the hospital and they had to enter through the Emergency Room.

They were nervous. From the time they got the call to getting on the plane to driving to Madera, they were nervous and didn’t know what to expect.

But thankfully, they were also at peace.

‘I Dread the Day’

It’s no secret that motherhood is hard work — an actual FULL-time job that us nine-to-fivers just can’t quite wrap our heads around.

Especially in their younger years, children require nearly round-the-clock attention that can leave moms exhausted and depleted of what was left of their womanhood.

But in a viral Facebook post by Amy Weatherly entitled I Dread the Day, the mommy blogger takes a spin on the parenting gig that you don’t see coming until about midway through what appears to be a rant about the daily drain of mom life.

Read her inspiring message in full below, and be sure to share it with the mommies in your life who could use this reminder today:

I Dread the Day

My husband walks through the door and I am done. Finito. Finished. Over it. Here, take this baton, because my race has been run, son. I have made Tyson chicken nuggets, and Annie’s bunny macaroni and cheese, and homemade applesauce. I have cut up grapes and peeled oranges and taken the crust off of sandwiches. I have cleaned up whole milk and wiped dirty bottoms. I have pulled over to the side of the road and found a somewhat conspicuous place to pee because somebody couldn’t hold it another second. I have answered “why” 10,000 times and counting. And I haven’t been paid a dime. For any of it.

I have taken care of every single need, big and small, for three other people today, not including myself. Every. Single. Need.

I have rushed backpacks up to kindergarten classrooms. I have cleaned crusty oatmeal off of ceramic dishes. I have picked up entire wads of toilet paper off of the floor, because certain people in this household just can’t stop themselves from unrolling it and leaving it on the tile floor. And I️ have had the “Paw Patrol” theme song stuck in my head from the time my eyes begrudgingly popped open and my Size 8 feet hit the floor running this morning.

And I’ve done it all because they need me so much right now. They need me for just about everything: stopping sibling fights, pouring cereal milk, finding that one missing shoe.

And yes, it drains me on a very regular and consistent basis, but it drains me so good, the same way a runner feels after he completes his marathon and collapses to the pavement. I️ dread the day I’m not drained. I dread the day they won’t need me like this anymore.


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I️ dread the day they don’t need to hold my hand when we cross through the Target parking lot. I dread the day they don’t turn around and say “I love you, too” before walking into school. I dread the day they don’t dance with me in the middle of the living room floor.

Dad’s Heartbreaking Photo Goes Viral After Son Writes These 2 Words on School Project

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You may remember a while back, a Florida State football player saw an autistic boy sitting alone at the lunch table. He sat with him, someone snapped a picture and the gesture went viral. In a world where social media is king, and one thing in someone’s day can quickly make them known by millions of people around the world, it’s awesome that we have the power to share good news—things that make our hearts happy.

We’re able to start conversations about autistic kids, bullies and a whole spectrum of other things that were never talked about so publicly before.

Bob Cornelius did just that. As he explains below, his youngest son, Christopher, is on the autistic spectrum. After looking at a piece of paper that Christopher filled out at school, Bob took to Facebook to share the paper and heartbreaking message with the world.

“No One:”

Photo via Facebook // Bob Cornelius

For those of you who don’t know, my youngest son, Christopher, is on the autistic spectrum. I went to his back to school night on Thursday and took a picture of one of his projects displayed on the wall, one of many cute little cards that all the kids in his class had filled out. It asked him to list his favorite foods, sport, TV shows etc.I took the picture hurriedly, and didn’t notice all the answers he had filled out at that time. It was only after I got home that something stood out upon closer review.

Do you guys remember, a couple of weeks ago, the massive amount of press that the Florida State Football player got when he sat down at the lunch table with an autistic boy that was eating alone? That player didn’t know the boy was on the autistic spectrum when he sat down with him…he just saw a boy eating lunch all by himself and decided to join him. A teacher snapped a picture of the moment and it went viral. That’s what made the story great….it wasn’t staged…it was just a real moment of human kindness.

The follow up to that story was that the boy no longer ate alone; that the other kids NOW we’re sitting with him and patting him on the back. That boy now had “friends” and everything was right with the world.

Something that wasn’t right was fixed, and tied up neatly with a pretty little bow of kindness and understanding.

Where were those kids prior to this child being thrust into the spotlight? We know where they were: they’re in the picture: sitting at other tables, ignoring him.

If that football player had not sat down next to that child, and if it hadn’t become a national news story, that kid would still be sitting by himself today.

Watch Chris Pratt Accidentally Give Away a $6,000 Trip on “Live With Kelly” & Step Up Like a CHAMP

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From tweeting prayer requests for a 4-year-old with brain cancer to calling out a guy for wearing a cross but not backing it up, Chris Pratt is known for publicly standing up for what’s righteven when he’s the one making the mistake.

He once again proved his character of gold on an airing of Live With Kelly.

Chris got a little carried away with their travel trivia giveaway and sorta accidentally gave away a $5,700 trip to Mexico. When the caller answered the movie trivia question incorrectly on the first try, Pratt said, “No, but we’re gonna be wishy-washy and give you a second guess.”

The contestant then answered the question right with a winning response of Cape Fear.

That answer coincidentally matched the look of fear on Kelly Ripa’s face as she covered her face while Pratt cheered for joy…

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When the show host subsequently gasped for air, Pratt caught on rather quickly that he may have made a “boo boo.”

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Screen grab via YouTube // Kelly & Ryan

“Did I break the rules? They don’t let us do that?” he said puzzled.

And just as soon as he found out he broke the show’s rules, Pratt rebounded with this no-sweat response:

“I’ll cover it. I’ll cover it. I’ll send her. I’ll give her 5,700 bucks. She can go. You won!”

Thankfully, Kelly then regained her ability to inhale and all was right with the world. She even offered to split the cost with Pratt two waysand just to add a fun little twist, Denzel Washington decided to pop in a moment later to chip in as well.

Watch this hysterical Good Samaritan moment unfold in the video clip below!

Three Simple Words Every Parent Should Whisper When the Worries of the World Creep In

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It was the end of the day, and as I gathered up my youngest daughter for bedtime I realized I was tired too. But it wasn’t just a physical fatigue, though my eyes felt gritty. It was an emotional weariness. I had a handful of problems worrying me, and like rocks in your pocket, after you gather so many they start to weigh you down.

Come to Poppa. 

I felt the call to lay it all down, and I smiled at the thought of surrender. It was all about trust, you know?

Earlier that day I had put the same baby daughter down for a nap. She seemed so soundly asleep, and I slipped swiftly out of the room while visions of steamy showers filled my senses. I was a sucker for hot water and hair conditioner, but as soon as I let the spray soak my tresses I heard her bawling plea. “Come get me!” her cries screamed, and I jumped out of the shower slip-sliding my way to her side before she fell from the bed.

I won’t lie; I was mad. I was mad that she had napped for less than 15 minutes. I was mad that I was wet and freezing. And I was mad that I never had a moment just for me. I honestly wanted to scream at that baby right that moment, but then she did something that changed it all around. She leaned herself into my body, and she rested her small head on my chest.

It wasn’t just the laying her head on me either. It was the whole act of it, the way it felt, what it implied. Her body was limp. She was in a position of complete abandonment and total surrender. She was exhausted, and her posture showed it. She fell into me, her full weight rested against me, and the feeling of absolute trust was palpable.

Her tiny trusting body felt so wonderful pressed against mine that I kissed the top of her head. Once, twice, then again, and I just held her. I held her until she was done resting in me.

Come to Poppa. 

How many times do I cry out in anguish at my surroundings? How often am I so very tired, but unable to find rest on my own?

How frequently do I feel overwhelmed by the pressures of this world, yet how often do I choose to simply trust Him? And I don’t mean the “I read my Bible and believe in God” kind of trust. I mean the “let me fall face first into your chest and lay there in total surrender” kind of trust.

Maybe it’s time I go limp and lay my head down like a child.

Come to Poppa. 

This week especially I’ve found myself falling victim to the stresses of this world, and they are indeed many. I’ve been pulled in many directions, and pressed between a rock and a hard place. I’ve even felt my back against the wall with no other option than to trust God. This week He strongly impressed this verse upon my heart.

Isaiah 43:19

See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.

In the midst of many changes I am reminded that my Father makes the way, not me. And though He gives me the wisdom and will to move forward as I choose, in the end I am powerless in most things. Yet when I can fall into Him in total trust I find my rest. I find peace. I find comfort. I find Poppa.