Exchanges? Returns? No way!

“The gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable.” Romans 11:29 Irrevocable. This means the gifts and abilities God gives us He doesn’t take back. God doesn’t accept returns on what He has so generously given. Our gifts won’t be recalled, repealed, or annulled. We will always have our gifts. Final. That’s completely amazing and overwhelming at the same time! We are a light-bearers, whether we realize it or not. God has given us mighty abilities for a particular purpose—His purpose. God has gifted each of us with supernatural power to penetrate the darkness in this world and bring life and light to those around us. We are the Sorcha. Each one of us has a purpose and our gifts were given according to that purpose. But many of us don’t realize it yet. If only. When we don’t have an accurate understanding of who and what we are (our identity), we either strive to be like someone else or something we’re not. We compare ourselves to others and feel as though we always fall short. When we don’t become who we think we’re supposed to be, it makes us critical of ourselves and our lives. We are miserable and we have no idea why. We have the wrong focus and it can cause us to be insecure, oversensitive, judgmental, frustrated, and unfulfilled. We become self-absorbed, constantly having to think about ourselves and what we should be. It may even force us to try too hard to make life happen the way we think it is supposed to. In the extreme, it makes us tell lies about ourselves and...

Blog Post from a Reader

Lily Quinn reminds me of someone else I know very well. She is troubled by her past and refuses to accept things she can’t understand. She is worried about her future, not sure how she will ever be able to move on from where she is. As a result, her present reality is a constant battle to forget, and yet hold on at the same time. True, it’s a paradox, but how often are we stuck watching re-runs of our lives? How many times do we put ourselves through the ringer for things that we did in the past? How badly do we want to run away, and yet we just can’t seem to stand still? The girl I know used to be angry. She was so unwilling to share her pain that she chose instead to inflict it on everyone else. One day, it became too much. She could no longer hold it inside. She could no longer run away from herself. She could no longer hide who she used to be. The harsh mask of indifference that she had tried to wear for so long finally cracked and fell off. She cried and finally asked for help. She set all her burdens on the ground, and this time she left them there for God to pick up. The faith she had tried to kill because she couldn’t understand it was the faith that saved her life. I’ve seen her around lately, and you wouldn’t believe how she’s changed. Does she still struggle? Absolutely. Does she still question things? All the time. But instead of running to far...

Demons Are Beautiful?

Something wicked this way comes! Sometimes it seems like all of the evil forces in the world are coming at you full blast. You know it—you recognize it—you see the darkness all around you. It’s all you can do to fall on your knees and beg for the turmoil to end. But, what if evil took a different approach? One not so easily recognized because it is masked—it is subtle—maybe even beautiful. What if evil looked like something shiny, new and wonderful? Not a monster—but a hero. What if darkness cloaked itself in light?  The point is sometimes the wicked things in this world don’t look like monsters at all. They are not misshapen, ugly, or dripping with blood and slime. Sometimes they are beautiful, captivating, and oh so very tempting. Demons are not always as they appear in storybooks, television or movies. Evil is designed to entice and sway us—getting us hooked before we realize it. Of course, as a human being, you can easily make the mistake of following the sparkly and flashy light instead of the true and pure light. All demons are different, but they are similar in one very important way—they trick us with their beauty, the pleasure they promise, the rewards they give. They look unbelievably great! You trust them because you trust your eyes instead of your heart. We make a point to heavily incorporate this idea into our story. First of all, we want you to show you that things are not always as they seem. We can be so easily tricked by the appearance of someone or something that we...

Wait a minute—I’m special?

Too often, we forget we have value. You—me—everyone! Maybe no one ever told you that you were special? Maybe you were bullied in school for being different? Maybe you feel like no one gets you or even wants to try? Maybe you made a bad decision that you are ashamed of? Maybe, you always compare yourself to others—models, actors, athletes, friends, people you don’t even know? Guess what? You aren’t alone. And before, you say, “whatever”, she doesn’t understand—let me tell you something about me. I catch myself thinking way too many times something that sounds like this…Why can’t I look like her? Be skinny like her? Be curvy like her? Why can’t I be talented like her? Why can’t I be more popular with my friends? Why can’t I be happy with myself? If only, I could be smarter, prettier, better…And before I know it I’m caught up in the vicious cycle of self-loathing . Sound familiar? We all struggle with accepting ourselves. We all wonder if people will love us for ourselves. We all think no matter who we are we just aren’t good enough. Like him? Like her? The truth is, when we look in the mirror, we’re looking for the wrong things. We look at our hair when we should be looking at our hearts. We criticize the way our noses are shaped when we should be thanking God for being made in His image. We dwell on bad situations or failures instead of dwelling on the challenges we’ve overcome and the blessings we have received. Life is hard. No argument there. But, its also...

Entertaining Angels Unaware

I’ve always been fascinated by fairytales. In the fantastic there is incredible beauty we cannot see, music too sweet for us to hear, epic tales too great for us to experience. It is more than mere mortals can understand. Fairytales teach us to believe that if we just wish hard enough, if we dare to dream a little more, and if we can just believe, we can have it all. The so-called “realists” of today dismiss these efforts as the pointless, naïve musings of lesser minds. But what if they’re wrong? What if we had proof? What if these fantastic things could actually happen in the real world to people you know—your neighbor, best friend, teacher or even the preacher down the street? What if they bore witness to the fantastic intersecting with their ordinary lives? I’d like to tell you a story—a true tale about a simple preacher man and his wife, desperate and hungry. It was 1938. Homer McSwain, pastor of a congregation in a small mill town in South Carolina, sat in a plain kitchen with his wife Pearl. The preacher and his wife lived in a boarding house. Times were hard and the offering plate had been empty for weeks. The McSwains had run out of food and had no money to buy any groceries. Their stomachs were growling louder than their feeble attempts at positivity. But, Homer and Pearl were made from tough stuff. They never gave up without a fight. Homer told Pearl to make a list of every single food item they needed. Pearl made her list. Then, husband and wife prayed over...

Where It All Began

You might be wondering how the story of the Sorcha was born. It’s a pretty interesting tale—here’s how it all began. The three of us grew up listening to stories told by our grandparents about real-life encounters with angels and demons. We have always been fascinated by the supernatural. We believe events in the real world are influenced and impacted by those in the supernatural world and vice versa. Growing up we were fan girls—reading books and watching movies about superheroes, knights, Jedi, elves and hobbits and even Mr. Darcy. But, we are and always have been Bible girls! I mean who doesn’t love a good Bible story? We loved them for their depictions of heroic deeds, war and romance, unbelievable challenges and miraculous events. The Bible is an epic adventure—life as a believer is no less epic today! Some time ago, Lesley came to me so excited she could hardly contain it. We immediately called Candy. And although it might sound cheesy or even cliché, Lesley “had a dream.” In her dream, Lesley saw two young people, a girl and a boy. She knew they were twins. The kids were in the woods—It was very dark. She sensed the kids were in some kind of trouble. Forming a circle around the kids were magnificent angels. Outside the circle of angels were what appeared to be demons, dark angels—evil itself. The dark was trying to extinguish the light but they could not. When Lesley woke up from the dream, she knew it was meant to be shared with others. She also knew that the three of us, sisters, were...