.אוֹדְךָ, אֲדֹנָי אֱלֹהַי–בְּכָל-לְבָבִי; וַאֲכַבְּדָה שִׁמְךָ לְעוֹלָם
I give thanks to You, O Lord my God, with my whole heart, and I will glorify Your Name forever. – Psalm 86:12
As I continue preparing the many projects God has put on my heart, including the upcoming album and book, this blog chronicles my thoughts along the way. I hope you are encouraged by the words you find here and led into a deeper, more meaningful relationship with God. He is the creative, vibrant, sustaining force in everything. Without Him, we are nothing.
Giving Him glory with every word,
Gittel Fruma
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My Father, My King
Avinu Malkeinu has always had the ability to move my soul like no other prayer. Our Father, Our King | Be gracious and answer our prayers | For we have little to commend us | Deal kindly and gently with us | And save our people Someday, the great trumpet will blow and Yeshua will … Continue reading My Father, My King
Jackfruitlings and the “Next”
There I found myself, standing over the counter in the kitchen, doting on my jackfruitlings, resisting the urge to tear off their seed covers. It was a strange feeling. I felt pride that I, who had once killed an aloe vera plant, had been able to coax these two green seeds into sprouts. It had … Continue reading Jackfruitlings and the “Next”
I Call -Ism.
I’ve been exhausted by the current atmosphere of this country. For the first time in my 14 years of marriage, I’m talking about current events more than my husband (it’s quite a feat, I assure you). I reached out to the show for comfort, but I seem to have found a safe space to process instead. It’s not real, but it it’s true.
The Lullaby Medley, My Dreams and COVID-19
In the past 2 years I’ve found myself in the interesting position of visionary’s assistant. In the midst of COVID-19, I’m beginning to work for my 4th client in 2 years whose dreams have become my own. I hope with them. I celebrate with them. I strive with them. Maybe it doesn’t sound very fun to you, but I’m finding I love it. I love the thrill of chasing dreams, even if they’re not mine.
20:20 Verses
Happy new year, everyone! I don’t know about you, but I enjoy numbers. Sitting here relaxing on New Year’s Day (an activity as rare as my grandfather’s favorite steak), I wondered what 20:20 verses were rattling around my ESV. In case you were also curious, I thought I’d share. To put it mildly, I have … Continue reading 20:20 Verses
Passover Song Tutorials
The songs of the Passover seder are near and dear to my heart. They remind me of lighter times. Our Passover seders typified everything I loved best about my family, before everyone and everything became complicated. No matter what happened around them (and I could tell you ten thousand stories involving everything from jello to … Continue reading Passover Song Tutorials
The Coming King: Time To Move Out
You may never have heard of the mythical album project I have been compiling for the last ten years. That may be because I am also hard at work on the book, finishing what feels like the hundredth revision. Constancy would not be the most applicable adjective here because I can’t seem to consistently work on … Continue reading The Coming King: Time To Move Out
Israel the Man, Jews the People and Jesus the Contradiction
This brings up bigger questions in the increasingly Godless Jewish world, especially those of us in the diaspora outside of Israel. Who are the Jews? Why is it relevant that Jews be defined at all?
Stars and Smoke: Yom HaShoah
I was not born in a war-torn country. My childhood was not marked with minefields. My ears have never actually heard the whistle of a bomb . My feet do not know what it is to run for shelter at the sound of a siren. My lungs have not held poison. My eyes have not … Continue reading Stars and Smoke: Yom HaShoah
The Revolving Door And The Open One
The last few years of my life have been a weary wandering. Suddenly, every blog or devotional I come across is speaking about waiting. I’m finally moving fast enough to hear. I’ve broken the sound barrier, but on this side of the noise, God’s the only One left to listen to. Physical barriers don’t apply … Continue reading The Revolving Door And The Open One
Submission and #NoFeels
I wanted to take a moment to share some powerful truth God has been teaching me. It’s life-changing and liberating. It’s simple and impossible without God. It’s the beginning of restoration and the realization of God’s promises in my life. My submission has nothing to do with anyone else. Did you catch that? I didn’t … Continue reading Submission and #NoFeels
An Island I Am Not
I have been taking stock of my daily routine as of late. More commitments are continually getting shoved into my stack of to-do lists. I find myself constantly running. I am also perpetually hungry or thinking about food, though I rarely get to it. I live in the vacillation between dopamine highs of task completion … Continue reading An Island I Am Not
Hurricane Irma Can’t Take This From Me
I walked into my room and grabbed the black duffel bag in the middle of the floor. I breathed in more uncertainty than oxygen. After joking with my sister the whole week about whether we would leave our makeup collections behind, I had reached reality. It burned my throat as I swallowed. It clouded my … Continue reading Hurricane Irma Can’t Take This From Me
The Post of the Resurrection
In the room across from the one in which I sit lies a sick child whimpering in his sleep. I had an agenda this morning which did not include organizing my room and wiping a runny nose all day long, but the space demanded arrangement and my son was too sick to go to preschool … Continue reading The Post of the Resurrection
Free to Worship by the Rocket’s Red Glare
Good evening, fellow Americans. Tonight, we are free. I can say, with complete and heartfelt gratitude, thank you, God for allowing me to live in this country. I have to tell you, sometimes I wonder why God gave me the privilege of living here. The United States in a truly amazing place. My son has … Continue reading Free to Worship by the Rocket’s Red Glare
Parenting Blog #1: Spare the Rod, Spoil the Child
It should be no surprise to Word-reading followers of Christ that it comes straight out of the Bible. Or does it? When people say, “spare the rod, spoil the child,” they got it wrong. This verse is about love.
Wherever you go, there you are
One time in Barnes & Noble, my sister-in-law burst into hysterical laughter over the title of a book on display, Wherever You Go, There You Are. As ironic as I had always found the spine of this book as it had stared at me from my father’s bookshelf, it is becoming increasingly less funny as it … Continue reading Wherever you go, there you are
The Summer of Some Other Time
Somewhere between spending the last two months in a different state and being temporarily apart from my husband, I seem to have fallen off the edge of the known world. Sorry, is that an awkward way to start a blog? I’m not in a head space to get into the whole story right now, but … Continue reading The Summer of Some Other Time
Service Requires Identity
I’ve been living in the Gospel of John for the last few weeks. I leave it playing on my phone during the day, I read it when I sit down with a spare minute, I’m even hearing my son start to walk around quoting pieces of it on occasion. I’ve been trying (because heavenly things … Continue reading Service Requires Identity
He is speaking. Dare to believe.
God still speaks. And you cannot afford to close your ears. Several months ago, God started impressing on me this sense of great urgency for His Presence. I knew something was coming, something big. I have felt its arrival on the horizon for years, but it was always too far for me to put my … Continue reading He is speaking. Dare to believe.
White-Knuckled. Holding Fast.
I can’t shake this feeling over the last few days that God is moving. I know, God works all the time, but there are seasons when His work is accelerated. There are moments when you realize that all the quiet, all the stillness, all the stuck, was to prepare you for this place, this second, … Continue reading White-Knuckled. Holding Fast.
Kill the flesh – kill it stone dead!
I just finished creating the “Official” (oh, the irony) Facebook page for my music. I know God has been leading me on this journey and I have been praying for wisdom because I am not interested in doing anything, at this point, unless I am really, 100% about giving glory to God. However, I am finding self-promotion … Continue reading Kill the flesh – kill it stone dead!
Jesus wept.
The day comes to all families when death wins over this fragile flesh. While those we love go on to glory and are immediately embraced by Yeshua upon stepping over the threshold of this life, we are still here on this earth without them. They are met with love, joy, and freedom, and we are … Continue reading Jesus wept.
Unrepentantly Blessed: The Blessing of Money and the Kingdom of God
Someone recently posted an article on my Facebook that was so… I had many responses, I needed to respond with more than a Facebook post. This subject required a blog, which became a series of blogs. I will preface these blogs by saying that I take what I post here very seriously. I will someday … Continue reading Unrepentantly Blessed: The Blessing of Money and the Kingdom of God
Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 3: The Radical Giver
You can skip the next couple paragraphs if you’re following from Parts 1 or 2. For those of you who are just seeing this blog, the next two paragraphs give some context to where this blog is coming from. If you’re now joining the soapbox, you can read Part 1: It all started with Abraham… and Part 2: Sowing … Continue reading Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 3: The Radical Giver
Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 2: Sowing and Reaping
You can skip the next couple paragraphs if you’re following from Part 1. For those of you who are just seeing this blog, the next two paragraphs give some context to where this blog is coming from. If you’re now joining the soapbox, you can read Part 1 – It all started with Abraham… or just pick up where … Continue reading Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 2: Sowing and Reaping
Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 1: It all started with Abraham…
Someone recently posted an article on my Facebook that was so… I had many responses, I needed to respond with more than a Facebook post. This subject required a blog, which became a series of blogs. I will preface these blogs by saying that I take what I post here very seriously. I will someday … Continue reading Unrepentantly Blessed – Part 1: It all started with Abraham…
Sometimes Bibles are Heavy
So, I’m getting a head start on my taxes. I read some of Ezekiel while I was eating lunch during his nap and I wanted to read more, but I kept thinking about our taxes. We run our own company so doing taxes at the end of the year is a beast. But I have been pressing into the Holy Spirit’s sweet Presence and I really wanted to go into my room. Welcome to my life, I’m a Martha learning to a be a Mary. The taxes won. I felt really proud of myself. I am three months into one account, double-checking charges and marking checks for 1099s. We have seven accounts… I will have to do this on all of them. Yeah, I am being productive! Then, my little son catches my eye, heaving his Bible book into his lap. He sits down on the folded comforter on our wood floor and the book slides down his legs towards the floor. Undeterred, he pulls it up to his lap and sits farther back on the comforter. Finally, after getting situated, he starts turning the pages. “Muito agua,” he quietly exclaims as he looks over the page about the flood. I watch him out of the corner of my eye so as not to draw his attention away from the book.
“God, You know my life.” This is often how my prayers begin these days…
Happy Birthday Frankenmama
God is speaking to me through the shredded fabric of my son’s bear’s nose. The little bear, affectionately dubbed “mama,” became my son’s bedtime companion after he spontaneously decided that he no longer wanted his binky. It fell on the floor at the store, I gave him a new one when we got home and … Continue reading Happy Birthday Frankenmama
I think I might be a cranberry…
So, after my last post regarding pride, I found it very difficult to write. I felt like anything I shared would be pompous and ridiculous… possibly self-righteous. The result = nothing for the last two months. However, upon cooking a late pot of cranberry sauce (for the first time), I had a revelation. I think … Continue reading I think I might be a cranberry…
“The devil wasn’t cast out of heaven for adultery.”
In the last few weeks, I have been earnestly seeking to understand how I can serve God while being the most wretched of sinners. I’m not going to vie with Paul for the position of “foremost,” but my heart is no better than anyone else’s. I can project the image of being a good, little … Continue reading “The devil wasn’t cast out of heaven for adultery.”
There are no lattes on the battlefield!
I recently had the pleasure of hearing Reverend Russell McCollough preach a message at Impact Church titled “The Lion, The Snow and The Pit.” It made me laugh quite a bit and, honestly, I was in need of a good laugh. He preached from 2 Samuel 23:20, “Benaiah was the son of Jehoiada, the son of … Continue reading There are no lattes on the battlefield!
Satan, is that you?
So, my sister has been visiting me for the last few weeks and I tell you they have been interesting. The enemy has tried to create a wedge between us as our lives have changed, but has been unsuccessful, praise God! Last week we found ourselves sitting at the table recounting an event from a … Continue reading Satan, is that you?
He’s not the God of the half-finished
Some days, I take up my sword and run into battle. Then, there are days like these when it’s all I can do to hold my shield over my head. When the fight becomes the fray, it’s tough to stand on your feet. I’ve reached a point where I’ve been thinking to myself, “God, is … Continue reading He’s not the God of the half-finished
Just Believe
I’ve been recently reflecting on the difficult simplicity that is my faith. What do I mean by that? Let’s just say that the events of the past few months have been vast and trying. I have reached a point where I am looking at my life around me – my blessings, my struggles, the things … Continue reading Just Believe
Above the face of the waters
Google+ The work of a woman is not for the faint of heart. I find that the easiest trap to fall into is monotony. I change my son’s diaper, I wash dishes, I clean my floor, I cook dinner… the endless list of things that I do multiplies daily. If I were to look on … Continue reading Above the face of the waters
