Make Time for Rest

“Rest” this word kept coming up in my days recently.

I was helping my toddler open up to a scribble-free page in his Winnie the Pooh Coloring Book.

Tigger was King of the Forest. Tigger was telling his followers (Piglet and Rabbit) to follow him and he would lead them to a place of “REST” in the Heffalump forest.

Tigger, Rabbit, and Piglet arrived to their destination. Rabbit said to Piglet, “There isn’t enough room for resting here, unless we make room. Let’s make room Piglet!”

Resting in God’s presence doesn’t happen accidentally. It will happen intentionally.

Genesis chapter two tells us even God rested on the seventh day.

Make room for rest or it won’t happen.

Cindee colored a scripture and showed me as she clipped it on the refrigerator.

Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

The rest we find in Jesus is better than shopping the sales rack (or online.)

The rest we find in Jesus is better than sugar. (Yes, even coffee creamer and chocolate!)

Linger in God’s presence. Stay awhile. Listen. He will speak.

He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.
Matthew 11:15

I have 5 children during the day. Ages 5 and under. Oh, how I NEED to be reminded of this daily!

The hustle and bustle of the day seems to have no end in sight.

The dishes, the messes, the laundry, and cooking meals, and making sure to engage with the children, and…. (Oh so much to do. How can I possibly REST???)

I NEED to rest.

Even if it’s just 30 minutes upstairs in my locked bedroom meditating on Scripture while my husband plays hide and seek with the kids.

Which could then turn into a 10 minute cat nap!

Find what works for you. Rest your mind from the things of this world to focus on Jesus. For He is the only thing that can satisfy.

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.
Matthew 5:6

Does rest mean laziness? No way! It means to break away from ALL the things and spend time with Jesus. Being raw. Being real. Being still. In His presence. Not rushing anything.

Some nights I feel a drawing at 2 am or 3 am to just go sit in my rocking chair and worship God and just sit and listen. While my heart is quiet. While my kids are fast asleep. It allows my spirit be tuned in.

And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.
Exodus 33:14

Go ahead. Rest a while. Make it a habit.

Thanks for reading. How do you find rest in your day? I’d love to hear any tips you’ve found.

A Thankful Heart

During my prayer time this morning, my 3-year-old son came to sit out in the room with me and my husband.

When I heard his body wrestle out of bed and then his little footsteps coming my way, I initially thought, “oh no, now my prayer time is going to be cut short, I should’ve stayed in bed.”

To my surprise, he didn’t ask for a snack, he didn’t ask me to get him dressed, he didn’t ask anything!

He was content just being close to me. Listening to us pray.

He melted my heart. He reminded me that God loves a grateful heart.

We melt the heart of God when we choose to wake up early and tell Him how wonderful He is.

I tend to complicate things. I need to set more time aside where I just sit in the room mediatating on Him. In the quiet. In the stillness.

O give thanks unto the Lord , for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.
Psalms 107:1

Come to him with a thankful heart and know that just being in God’s presence brings peace.

Just to be close to Him satisfies our souls.

Jesus told the Samaritan woman at the well:

Jesus answered and said unto her, Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again:  But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.
John 4:13-14

He was talking about spiritual thirst. Not physical. Earthly things do not make us happy, except for a couple of days after we purchase them and the rush we get when we hit the purchase now button online.

He is Joy. He is Peace. He is Love. He is Good. He alone brings TRUE contentment.

Eventually, my son did ask me for a drink of water. And I was more than happy and more than ready to grant his request.

I’m not saying we will always get what we want, because that’s false, but God will be ready to pour out his blessings on his children when we keep a grateful heart.


…Blessing and glory and majesty and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might belong to our God forever and ever. Amen.”
Revelation 7:12


This Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for my family, friends, and freedom.

What’s something you’re grateful for? I’d love to hear from you.

I wish you all a blessed Thanksgiving -Tonya

Called to Pray for America

On October 30th I went to sleep after a long day. We were tired after packing up and loading the UHaul truck with our boxes, appliances, and furniture. The next day we would say goodbye to our home of almost 7 years and embark on a new adventure.

The next morning at 4 am, I awoke to an audible voice say my name. “Tonya.” I was not scared. I had complete peace. (I would have freaked normally.)

When I heard my name I smiled. I was in awe. I crawled out of bed (literally because our 2-year-old was asleep next to me and my husband.)

I entered my “prayer closet” (my living room on my couch with a cup of coffee.)

I prayed to God, “Speak Lord, your servant is listening.” Like Samuel did when he heard the Lord say his name 3 times in 1 Samuel chapter 3.

As I prayed, my husband joined me. He knelt on his knees beside my feet. Soon after, I felt a strong urge to pray for America.

We began to “stand in the gap” for America. Interceding for our Beautiful Country.

We began to ask God to forgive us as a nation. For hatred, divorce, cheating, lying, bitterness, killing our children, stealing, our pridefulness, our arrogance… Etc..

We began to worship and praise him. We told Him how much we need him and LOVE Him.

We prayed for America fervently. And it was like we weren’t alone in our living room. I had peace.

I just want to tell you, God has this election. He is in control.

No matter the outcome. He’s got us.

Since you have plundered many nations, all the peoples who remain will plunder you — because of human bloodshed and violence against lands, cities, and all who live in them. Woe to him who dishonestly makes wealth for his house to place his nest on high, to escape from the reach of disaster! You have planned shame for your house by wiping out many peoples and sinning against your own self. For the stones will cry out from the wall, and the rafters will answer them from the woodwork. Woe to him who builds a city with bloodshed and founds a town with injustice! Is it not from the Lord of Hosts that the peoples labor only to fuel the fire and countries exhaust themselves for nothing? For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the Lord ’s glory, as the waters cover the sea.
Habakkuk 2:8‭-‬14 HCSB

Justice will be served. Sin will be exposed.

Our HOPE is in Jesus. He will reign. His Glory will be so brilliant in the world. God is going to pour out His Spirit like nothing we have ever seen before. And He’s going to do it through YOU and me as channels He can work through.

Jesus, help America come to your Light. Forgive our sin. Heal our land. In Your name we pray Amen.

God Winks

The past few weeks I have been wishing Micah had some easy-slip on sandals.

Today as I got the kids ready to go outside again I was reminded of how he could use some sandals. I was careful to not say my thoughts out loud in front of him or my other children because we really have all we have need of here in America.

About 3 minutes after I sent Micah out to the back yard to play, he runs inside the kitchen where I am finishing cleaning up breakfast and doing dishes. With a big smile and a look of excitement, my little 3-year-old boy comes racing around the corner almost dropping the “like new” croc sandals he’s hugging in his arms.

“Where did you find those shoes?” I asked.

He happily replied, “Cindee (his older sister) found them under the deck!”

“Let’s try them on,” I said as I took the bright blue crocs out of his little arms and knelt down at his feet. I thought, “I sure hope these fit him, he’ll be sad if they don’t.

I slipped on one shoe, He squealed “They fit Mom, yes they do fit Mom! “

They were the his perfect size.

Rob and I don’t remember purchasing them. I could have and just not remember, but having them show up at that exact moment was definitely a God wink.

God is personal! God really does care about us and our own little lives. He cares about the small things. Our small things.

Just a thought, when we go to the stores and malls and buy buy buy anything and everything we want, it makes it hard to give God a chance to do these kinds of small miracles in our lives.

These “God winks” absolutely increase our faith and the faith in our children.

This is a testimony to me. My children can look back and this remember for years.

I hope to encourage someone today.

Matthew 6:8…” Your Father knows what you have need of before you ask.”

Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes my kids and I, yes even me, (cringe face) are ungrateful. Impatient. Frustrated. Irritated.

My kids throw the biggest tantrums because their Ol’ Momma won’t give them thirds on ice cream, won’t let them play with scissors, won’t give them candy for breakfast, or let them have screen time all day!

One night I awoke with worship on my heart. I spent 30 minutes in the wee hours of the night on my knees in my living room telling Jesus how good and wonderful He is.

I started praying for my children. God, help Micah go in the potty, he just forgets when he’s playing or he doesn’t want to take the time to actually just go.

I said, “He just doesn’t get it.” To which the Lord replied, “Neither do you.”

I throw fits too. Some days I just need a friend to sit down, chat with, share some things on my heart over coffee, but instead, I’m surrounded with toddlers all day.

When I’m tired of cleaning the kitchen and sweeping the floor, but still tomorrow comes and I have to do it all over again. There is no end in sight.

Some days, I just don’t get it. I am reminded, thank you, God, I have a kitchen. I have food to cook. I have healthy children to clean up after. I have dishes to put in the dishwasher. I have a husband that comes home from work. Thanks for supplying our need, Jesus.

We need His grace. We need His help. We need His mercy.

Because of the Lord ’s faithful love we do not perish, for His mercies never end. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness!
Lamentations 3:22‭-‬23

So you see, we are ALL a work in progress. We will continue to be until we reach our heavenly home.

Until then, be on the look out for God winks in your life. Share a story of your own God wink in the comments. I’d love to hear about it!

Thanks for reading.

Why Wildly Joyful?

Why did I choose the name Wildly Joyful for my blog? Well I’ve been waiting for a “good” answer to this question.  I believe the Lord revealed it to me it this past week.

Getting out in nature does wonders for the mind, body, and soul. Experiencing God’s creation is exciting!

I love to pray outside and hear the rustling of the wind in the trees or the water rushing past rocks on the riverbed. I enjoy the silence of a wooded forest.

When we turn off the noise of the other things around us we become more aware of His still small voice which speaks to us.

Nature is an exhibit of God’s glory.

I’m fascinated how a soft velvety rose petal can literally come out of a thorny stick.

I’m in awe of how you can take a bite of a fruit and its juice runs down your face when it came out of the rough wood of a tree. It’s just amazing to me how the earth shouts His glory!

Let the field be joyful, and all that is therein: then shall all the trees of the wood rejoice
Psalms 96:12

I’ve always loved nature. I always have.

I knew my life was busy with 3 kids (ages 5, 3, & 1). I also watch my niece and nephew (ages 2 & 1).

So to say my life is “wild” is accurate. My days range from running to the rescue of the poor toddler whose toy got stolen away to kissing a “boo boo”, from catching their innocent (and crazy cute) conversations about their fairytale story, to explaining to them why I shouldn’t give them popsicles at 7am.

This is my life right now. Sometimes it’s chaotic.

Yes, today my 1 year old thought it would be ok to take his messy diaper off  in the middle of the living room without telling his mom.

Yes, today Micah spilled his freshly poured cereal all over his lap, chair, legs, table, and floor. Then minutes later Avery spit his milk all down his face and shirt and on to the floor I just mopped previously (all to make his siblings laugh during breakfast; he’s definitely our clown, but I wasn’t having his humor then.)

Cindee whined about her chores and how it wasn’t fair that I needed to comb and fix her hair daily.

This is my life. Nothing out of the ordinary.

In the midst of the wild days are sparks of joy.

My days are also filled with Avery’s waves. His little hand goes back and forth abruptly as he says “hi” with his cheesy smile. He shuts and reopens the door to say “hi” again and again. He always puts a huge smile on my face and I just can’t help but kiss him from head to toe. That’s my joy.

Or how Micah walks out of his bedroom rubbing his eyes and says, “Good morning Mom.” How he sits at the table and compliments me “You’re a good cooker Mom.” That’s my joy.

And when I catch Cindee being kind helping her little brothers throughout the day. How she reminds us to pray for her at night and then she prays for us by placing her little hand on our head. That’s my joy.

When life is wild you stay content because of the joy that breaks through.

Like on a cloudy day with rays of sunshine bursting through.

Like a beautiful forest with some muddy spots you need to jump over.

Hey have you ever seen the pattern of a painter turtle? God’s design is amazing! We found this baby at a little lake in Wisconsin.   Mr. Turtle didn’t want to sit still for the picture.

I’m learning to keep an eye out for joy in my wild.

While camping it poured rain and thundered. We were stuck inside our tent for 3 hours.

I decided (along with my two boys and husband) to find joy in an afternoon nap.

In the every day mundane you too can find joy, you just have to remember to look for it. I guarantee you can find a spark of it!


The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky proclaims the work of His hands. Psalm 19:1

Thanks for reading. What are some things in nature that awe you? Where can you see God’s glory in the simple everyday things?

I’d love to hear from you in the comments!

Deeper Dimensions

Photo by Rob Schuetz

I did not want to post about this topic, but I received confirmation numerous times this past week. It’s easy for scoffers and doubters to share their opinions. I tried to steer clear from this topic, but it was like I kept getting nudged to post this so here we go!

December 31st 2019 Rob and I were given the opportunity for a date night. (We were totally excited for it, Thanks Grandma!) We went to a coffee shop. We ordered coffee and sat closely beside each other on the leather couch. Within minutes this man stops and looks at me from outside of the coffee house.

I was talking to Rob; I did not notice he was staring directly at me. When I did make eye contact with him he nodded at me with a look of disgust. I couldn’t wrap my mind around why this man looked at me the way he did. It bothered me.

I told Rob about what just happened. I immediately felt fearful. I felt unsafe. I asked Rob, “Is this guy going to pull out a gun?”

I felt bad for wanting to leave just minutes after arriving.

This man wants to hurt me, I thought. Each time I hesitantly looked his way he made sure to make full-on eye contact with me. I could see him glaring at me through my peripheral vision. He never looked at Rob, when he would look over at the man he looked busy. His focus was on me for some reason.

He ordered a drink, I never saw him actually sip his drink. He was constantly moving around, throwing things away, or switching seats (he switched seats 3 times, each time getting closer to us.)

He ended up sitting directly behind me where I couldn’t see him unless I turned 180° (which made me even more nervous.)

He got up to throw something away. He looked at me with anger. I tried fixing my hair thinking maybe I looked silly some way.

I thought Rob was crazy for not seeing and feeling what I felt. Finally I told Rob we have to go! We passed him as he stirred his drink (again) at the counter. As I let Rob pass me I turned to him to try to give a decent smile in hopes this was all my imagination. He immediately turned at me with a full look of hatred and anger. Anxiously, I slipped out the door. I left fearful.

I wondered what in the world was that all about? I was almost in tears as we got into the car and drove home. (I didn’t leave my house for 2 weeks except to go to church, I was afraid)

The next day (January 1st) during prayer time, God gave me a vision, which was confirmed through Rob by a dream.

I believe the enemy knew what was about to happen and he didn’t like it.

Our Pastor called a church fast for the new year. I dreaded fasting, I knew in my heart I needed to fast all the more because of the way I felt. I was looking for encouragement on the topic.

I came across a message which was powerful. I wanted Rob to hear it because it was inspiring and revealed the importance of fasting.

During prayer time at the end of the message, Rob would hear God talk directly to his heart for the 1st time.

Just minutes before Rob would hear and obey, I experienced yet another resistance…

A shiny bright red truck which wasn’t dirty or salty (unusually clean, weird because it was the middle of winter) slowly pulled up to my house. The man in the truck took a picture of my house with his phone. When he put his phone down, revealing his face, he had the same look of anger and disgust as the man in the coffee shop 2 weeks prior.

He looked down my driveway at my van with a snarl on his face. He then drove up the street, turned around, and drove by one more time. I have never seen that truck before or since.

He only stopped for a moment. I just happened to look out the bay window in my living room and catch what had just happened. I thought it was weird. It made me very uncomfortable. I was fearful once again. Moments later Rob pulled in the driveway. Arriving home from work, I was glad he was here and I told him what just happened.

We sat down and began to watch a message on fasting, the one I mentioned earlier.

Again, I think the enemy knew what Rob was going to experience. He didn’t want it to happen. He was using fear as a weapon. After we watched the message we had a spirit of fasting come into our home, in us, on us. The 4 day fast was easy (usually fasting is oh so hard for me.)

It was like God carried us through it. Rob felt impressed to fast like Esther (3 days no food or water). He obeyed and God pulled him up closer to Him.

In the start of 2020 we were on the mountain of transformation. God took us to another level. A new dimension we didn’t know existed. And it was incredible to say the least.

I urge you to desire to go there. Rob was getting 2-3 hours of sleep each night for 2 weeks, yet he had more strength. He was recieving the gift of wisdom for tasks.

Things he had been stuck on at work he recieved fresh ideas that got the job done. He was praying with people on the airplane and in New York while he was on a work trip.

Rob was miraculously put into a situation where he was able to pray with a man. The man told him, “I’m terminally ill” so a prayer for healing was prayed over him.

Immediately after Rob prayed for this man, he got into the car and wept. He felt compassion and knew God did something special for him. He never saw him again.

Once we have our own experience like this it changes the way we “do” life. I believe the spirit is always talking, we just can’t hear Him if we are so distracted by all the other voices in our lives.

For me, I’ve tapped into the gifts of the spirit more regularly as well as having visions.

I could share more stories with you on this subject, but I’ll spare you the even longer post. I’m just excited to see God move and touch people’s hearts.

I heard it preached by someone experienced in spiritual warfare, that anytime you are about to go to a new dimension in God, the only thing the enemy can do is expose himself and try to put fear in you and distract you from what he knows is about to happen.

In Mark 5 the demoniac RAN to Jesus and asked why He was there.

My wise Pastor’s wife said “Evil spirits will often “act out” when they encounter someone filled with the Holy Ghost. They are familiar with God’s Spirit, because they used to reside in His presence. So, they are not shy about exposing themselves, and in fact almost can’t help but expose themselves when they bump into the “Spirit of Truth”. – Sarah Calhoun

Some lady friends of mine shared similar experiences with what they have encountered. They were grateful for my testimony by word of mouth. They were able to have a better understanding with what they were dealing with. The negative encounters give insight to what to pray against specifically.

A satanist who is saved now, stated the greatest weapon the enemy has is fear, but the 2 greatest weapons a Christian has is the NAME of Jesus and the BLOOD of Jesus.

I didn’t want to be in spiritual warfare, I just got pulled in. When you make a commitment to pray more or fast more or read the Bible more, the enemy will put up a fight, but they already know WE win. Be encouraged today! God has more for YOU!

Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world. 1 John 4:4

Victor Jackson: A Willing Vessel

My heart is hurting for our nation today. Riots. Destruction. Hate. Crimes. The manipulation. The evil. God please help our world. Help our nation. We need you.

Victor Jackson is an evangelist from Florida. He is licensed with the United Pentecostal Church International. He had a heavy burden for the hurting people of Minneapolis. Traveling from Florida, he drove 5 hours in his car to the Atlanta, Georgia airport. He purchased a ticket for the earliest flight to Minneapolis, Minnesota. He went in faith. Great faith. Fearless faith. His feet stood at the spot where George Floyd was tragically killed.

He began to ask if anyone desired hope and better way to live. He called for a prayer of repentance. The people to gathered in with raised hands.

He prayed fervently for unity in the city. Great authority in the Spirit could be felt as I viewed online. He was anointed by God to be mightily used for this time and this place.

He began to declare God’s Love, Peace, Hope, and Joy in the city of Minneapolis.

He proclaimed the blood of Jesus that restores and heals broken relationships and friendships. Immediately the faces of the crowd changed to smiles and affirming heads nodding “yes.” They did indeed desire change.

He spoke with eagerness, but in sincere love for the hurting people.

He told them about the transformation that takes place in ones life when we repent, (asking God to forgive us of our sins) when we are baptized in Jesus name, and when we are filled with the Holy Spirit.

As I read my bible until the wee hours of the morning. I was impressed with the thought, Victor Jackson is a modern day Paul.

In Acts 21:37 the multiplude of people were in an uproar.

Paul asked if he could speak. The crowd came to a hush. He shared his testimony of how he heard the voice of God. Say to him, “Saul, Saul why do you persecute me? Go to Damascus, there I will tell you of the things I want you to do. Paul asked the crowd, “Why do you wait? Get up! Repent and be baptized, so your sins are washed away. Call on the name of the Lord!”

Brother Jackson is being used like Paul 2000 years ago. Calling on the name of the Lord amongst riots. Calling for repentance amongst protestors. Calling a prayer meeting amongst outraged people in the street. Broken people. People who want to make a difference.

Acts 23:11 “And the night following the Lord stood by him, and said, Be of good cheer, Paul: you testified of me in Jerusalem, you must bear witness also in Rome.”

God was with Paul. The Lord stood by Him. Paul was in prison, God told him, be of good cheer, everything is going to be ok. He allowed him to be set free because there was more work for Him to do.

God gave him hope. God was light to him. He is with us too.

You are also called of Jesus. We are called to be saints according to Romans 1:6-7 “Among whom are ye also the called of Jesus Christ: … called to be saints…”

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God through salvation to every one that believes, to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.” Romans 1:16

Photo by Nicolas Rizzon

With God there is no respect of persons. You could say God is “color blind.” No race is higher. No race is lower. We are ALL the same. We are equal in his eyes. He doesn’t favor black, red, brown, white, or yellow. We are ALL precious in His sight. We are ALL His children.

There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus. Galatians 3:28

It is a heart issue. We need to genuinely love each other.

Just as Christ loves His church. He died for us. His blood flowed down the wooden tree and spilled on the hill of Golgotha. For you, my friend. For me.

For every single soul to be free from sin.

Brother Jackson is a modern day Paul and God is looking for more willing vessels to use for His glory in these last days to bring the end revival. The last call to harvest is ready before He comes for His bride.

Our God is greater than what is seen with the natural eye. There’s hope. He has a plan. Everything is going to be ok. Just listen for His voice and let His hand guide you and comfort you. Share the Love of Jesus with someone today. People are desperate for love. God’s love. God’s peace. The hope of heaven.

God is our help and restorer. We can put our trust in Him, this I know for sure.

Thanks for reading.

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