When you need inspiration or encouragement, I hope this website and blog will provide good medicine. I crave daily inspiration, and I love to pass it on. God has demonstrated in countless ways He is my heart whisperer. He’s the only one who knows how to help in every challenge.

God’s Word and His Name are powerful beyond any other force in the universe. I believe He created me to give reminders to let Him love on us. I need Him to remind me of this grace every morning. It’s the one needful thing. (Luke 10:42).

Let's  listen together for His whispers. I’ll share photos and words to keep us looking up, and I’d love to read your comments. His Word tells us to encourage each other. Who can tell what He has in store?

For God does speak -- now one way, now another...(Job 33:14,NIV).

This is what the Lord says..."Call to me and I will answer you..." (Jeremiah 33:2-3,NIV).

Cathy's Blog

Walkin' and Talkin'
9/22/2017 7:00:00 AM BY Cathy Everitt

Brodi, my grand-nephew, is in that cutest of all stages, toddlerhood. He just learned to walk, and I adore watching him. With legs spread wide, he keeps both arms bent at the elbow, hands curled into fists, and as he toddles, his arms seem to serve as balancing pistons.  While waddling along, at the fastest speed he can manage, he jabbers to himself in toddler-speech, perhaps cheering himself on.

This morning during my stroll the Lord whispered to me that I’m plenty old enough to walk and talk at the same time, too. He brought to mind the years in Central Florida when He and I had a two-way conversation every day while I walked. Since moving to Panama City eighteen years ago, I’ve continued to lift up requests to Him during sunrise journeys, but, for a lot of the time I just follow my own thoughts, which Isaiah called “the way that is not good.”

Isaiah also told us God says, “Call to Me, and I will answer you and tell you great and mighty things you do not know.” Today Jesus invited me to walk while holding a two-way conversation with Him at the same time. The slightest whisper from His heart to mine is more healing than any music. Once I gave Him my heart, He came to live inside me in the person of His Holy Spirit. He is the same Holy Spirit, the Bible says, who raised Jesus from the dead.

He can raise me from futile or worried thoughts, into a grateful celebration of the slightest breeze, fuzzy caterpillar, or tiny rosebud. He’s closer than my breath, all the time, no matter what. I look forward to walkin’, talkin’, and listening to Him tomorrow. Pray for me, please? Check back next month to see if I continued accepting His invitation to this most rewarding, joyful multi-tasking.