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More (From Messes To Miracles) by Tammie Head

When I received this book I wasn't quite sure what to expect. In looking at the cover it's kind of plain. Nothing really stands out. Or does it? On top of the word MORE is printed a gold {more} and the name Tammie Head is printed in gold. In looking closer this gave me a whole new perspective. I LOVE the gold print. When Tammie gave her life to Jesus she became royalty! She is an heir to the throne of the King of kings, Lord of lords. Of course her name is in gold! When she chose to give her mess to God, He began a holy work within her soul and today He continues that work as she offers Him her messy life and He returns her with a blessing of glory.

On the very first page Tammie gives us this:

Mess: a situation that is confused and full of problems.
Miracle: an extraordinary and welcome even that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore attributed to a divine agency.

"He got us out of the mess we're in and restored us to where He always wanted us to be. And He did it by means of Jesus Christ." (Rom. 3:23 MSG)

Tammie Head's name is new to me. Her story is now imprinted upon my heart. I picked up this book and I was more than pleasantly surprised. I felt like I walked a personal journey with Tammie and she showed me her life messes, beauty, and all. It was a holy experience. I say that because she shared raw and real. She shared stories that many of us keep buried and locked away so no one can ever find out we are such a mess. But, she goes beyond the lock. She gives Jesus the key to her life and He says, "Share, Tammie", and that's exactly what we see. God turning ash into beauty.

For us this happens on paper. For Tammie it was her life and what an experience for her to allow us into her secret places. It's there we see a Jesus who never gave up. In fact He courted her and she fell head over heals in love with Him. Now it's her mission to share the words that He shared with her long ago, "You are made for more".

This is a journey of grace, mercy, and redemption. As I read her words a holy hush came over me. She writes with a pureness that only comes from the experience of journeying through the mess to find God's glory in everything.

This is Tammie's story, but even more so it's God's story her life. Before she ever knew Him, He had plans for her. He was setting everything in place for them to finally meet and there upon the meeting she gave Him her heart and He gave her a new life.

This is one of those books that surprises you. Glory is all over these pages. Tammie brings us her story, but she too brings us stories of scripture. It all connects perfectly. We are all searching for something. This girl is soaring for Jesus. Your gonna want what she has. This was a true blessing to read and I feel honored to read her penned words that share such love for a God who didn't change her overnight, but walked with her until she was ready to discover all He is.

This book was a gift from B&H Publishing Group for sharing my review with you. 

Tammie Head will be the first to tell you that her life is a walking miracle. God has taken her from utter depravity to living a life she never dreamed of. Head's desire for God is insatiable, and she cannot keep Him to herself. The effect on others who come in contact with her is usually the same, Christians and non-Christians alike: they want to know God like she does.


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