Today, I had two stressful flight delays and am currently on a plane praying that I make my connecting flight to get to a speaking engagement in time to preach. Yesterday, I joined hundreds from my church in NYC to worship Jesus and pray for one another; and in this gathering I witnessed miracles of healing, freedom and deliverance that left me in absolute awe of the Presence of God. The day before that I shed many tears while…
NAVIGATING THE NEW BIBLE READING PLAN AND WEEKLY PROMISES And tune in to Instagram Live every morning at 8am EST to explore the daily reading a bit more @nicolereyes_nyc ! DAILY BIBLE READING PLAN MONDAY: Mark 5:21-43 and Luke 8:40-56 Both accounts tell the tale of a woman willing to do something audacious to receive her healing. She rose above the status quo and defied the rules of her day to experience the miracle she needed. What…
As a a young girl, I had quite the imagination. I imagined far away places full of adventure. I imagined villages in need of a young valiant warrior’s acts of bravery. I imagined buried treasures hidden deep in dangerous jungles for only the most daring to venture into. I imagined feasts fit for kings and ballrooms festooning with festivities. I imagined ferocious beasts and menacing monsters that only the most courageous and cunning could destroy. I imagined worlds where…
We live in a very loud world. Instagram posts. Snapchat chats. Instant downloading. Live streaming. Netflix binging. Facebook messaging. App notifications. Email chains. Group texting. Ad pop-ups. Retweets. Shared memes. Pinterest pins. YouTube sensations. Spotify playlists. Recommended podcasts. Ted Talks. Street billboards. Celebrity endorsements. Magazine ads. Shared blogs. Breaking news. Rush-hour traffic. Foot traffic. Elevator banter. Water cooler conversations. Conference room meetings. Board room presentations. Prepared lectures. Restaurant chatter. Sunday sermons. Grocery store bar-code scanning. Playground chaos. Noise. …
In about a week’s time, I will be turning 33 years old. I have been told that after 28 a woman should never reveal her true age, but I must politely agree to disagree. I’m not ashamed of my 33 years; to be honest, I am proud of them! I am who I am because of them, and more importantly, I am becoming who I am becoming because of them. I have seen the faithfulness of Jesus in every single…