When the trees are without their leaves it makes me think of me ~
Branches reaching high to the sky but not really knowing why
The trunk of their foundation has given the dna to grow
did the branches ever wonder why the trunk stop talking at go
Was the trunk supposed to help the branches find their way
or is it we have babies and then let them be on their way without a word to say
The trees changed in a season and now they are full of many reasons
The leaves gather and remain , creating joyful noise that keeps a reign
So much love now, does the empty branch even still care
The past of empty trees was like the past of a victim me
But now, now there are so many leaves
The grace of God has embraced me
like the leaves have the branch
The world has been altered by my very own eyes
i am finding beauty in things once despised
The little dog barks and runs after me
but i feel no flee in me
I am not scared or upset by it's bark
with it's brave little heart
People are the same,
I don't care if you speak my name
You can't hurt me even though you throw your words
My reputation is that of a big girls
I am redeemed and value the call
What now is left for the branch to experience
It has become a routine , the same in and out
with and without
leaves and green
is it over or did it fall
Higher and higher they reach for Him
In all directions the branch goes up and up to the sky
Is that Glory of the branches story
The bareness and the cold
the spring and its life's load
the fall when it does just that
*SNAP* Here we go right back ~
I was bare, yes and very alone
rawness eating at my bone
almost cracking isn't the fame
Redemption after hearing his Name
where it all began to change
and my seasons began their gain
the glory in my story
I keep reaching higher and closer to my God
and He is there being the trunk to my branches
His DNA showing me my way
In life you can find yourself in the things you do
I walked in nature and found myself in a tree
This tree has become me and I it
Never again to be alone
All I need is some land to roam
I will be within my place
Where God is filling the entire space
I Walked and Found a Tree.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
The Worst Choice Ever Made
The ultimate question for all humanity to face is if there is a God . Who is he , what does he want? What is going to happen to us ? Are you going to die and just be gone or is eternity a place of life and consciousness? I answered those questions in my own life through my faith in Jesus Christ. I believe in what Jesus says. It is not hard to see the evidence in my life that God has embraced me. I chose all the wrong things growing up. I suffered many traumas and life altering experiences at an early age. It seemed as though it was one thing after another. Text book behavior of someone lost, afraid, alone, and confused. My worst enemy at that time in my life was my age. My young years worked against me only because I didn't have the mature support of an adult. I was a heavy drug user for 20 years. I was a criminal on purpose. Yet here I am today transformed and still moving forward in my life. But it is the God in my story that makes it easy to recognize who he is. I didn't do anything to deserve all of my second chances except get so tired of me that I gave it all up to him. All I did was give up on the world and run to Jesus. That moment was my beginning. Since then I my life has been re purposed and redeemed. Transformed and renewed.I can only praise and testify to His Goodness because surely I am living in it.
I have a man in my life that is a distant lover from my past. He is someone special to me even though we have not been a couple for over 20 years. He knew me in those young ripe years of total chaos. He was handsome and had it all together. He was a sharp dresser and kept his car clean and always smelling good. He was cute and had alot of money. Woman flocked to him because he seemed to have it all. He rejected my love back then and threw me away because he was a dealer and I was a user. Guess the two don't mix. Years went by and I always kept in touch with him. Our friendship never really died. We stayed in touch and when I became a Christian I started posting on FB about my faith, He reached out to me and we shared many in depth conversations about God and Heaven and Hell. He laughed at me and said that I was being foolish to believe everything the bible and the church teach. He regarded to my FB post as something I should be embarrassed about. I in return considered him to be the foolish one. As time has passed I recently found out that he has had a mental break down. He has lost his mind in the sense that He is suffering sever paranoia , sleep deprivation , and hallucinations. Now he has never been one to use drugs and this is still true. He has taken on belief in aliens living among us and now he is being sniffed by them through people's eyes. I can't express how much my heart broke for him. I ached in my soul for many days whens i just started to pray for him. I feel as if his down fall is the exact same type of evidence I have in my story. The choice to reject Jesus and his gospel was the worst choice that he ever made. It cost him his mind. I believe in all my heart and soul that if he would of accepted Grace he wouldn't have to fight the temptation to loose his mind alone. He would have the power of scripture to back him up. Our worst consequences don't always come from what we choose, sometimes it comes from what we neglect to choose. As Christians we can see the suffering of those whom run from the Truth. We should be the softest place for a sinner to land if we truly believe in what we say. I have been forgiven of so much that I feel like a jerk for trying to throw my judgment on someone else. I want to embrace those whom suffer. Why do we choose to hate them instead of embracing them. When it is obvious they have made the worse choice ever , shouldn't their suffering be the only judgment they encounter? Isn't that the only judgment in the place of being right? They cannot deny their own experience. Let your voice be still and your arms be strong. Let's love the crazy, the broken and the lost right into the Arms of Jesus.
Update on my friend. He has recently expressed a new belief that God is real. He said that when he decided to accept God being real the aliens that had been living inside of him left and he is able to sleep. I give glory to God because of prayer. He answerers prayer. Prayer is an awesome form of love.
I have a man in my life that is a distant lover from my past. He is someone special to me even though we have not been a couple for over 20 years. He knew me in those young ripe years of total chaos. He was handsome and had it all together. He was a sharp dresser and kept his car clean and always smelling good. He was cute and had alot of money. Woman flocked to him because he seemed to have it all. He rejected my love back then and threw me away because he was a dealer and I was a user. Guess the two don't mix. Years went by and I always kept in touch with him. Our friendship never really died. We stayed in touch and when I became a Christian I started posting on FB about my faith, He reached out to me and we shared many in depth conversations about God and Heaven and Hell. He laughed at me and said that I was being foolish to believe everything the bible and the church teach. He regarded to my FB post as something I should be embarrassed about. I in return considered him to be the foolish one. As time has passed I recently found out that he has had a mental break down. He has lost his mind in the sense that He is suffering sever paranoia , sleep deprivation , and hallucinations. Now he has never been one to use drugs and this is still true. He has taken on belief in aliens living among us and now he is being sniffed by them through people's eyes. I can't express how much my heart broke for him. I ached in my soul for many days whens i just started to pray for him. I feel as if his down fall is the exact same type of evidence I have in my story. The choice to reject Jesus and his gospel was the worst choice that he ever made. It cost him his mind. I believe in all my heart and soul that if he would of accepted Grace he wouldn't have to fight the temptation to loose his mind alone. He would have the power of scripture to back him up. Our worst consequences don't always come from what we choose, sometimes it comes from what we neglect to choose. As Christians we can see the suffering of those whom run from the Truth. We should be the softest place for a sinner to land if we truly believe in what we say. I have been forgiven of so much that I feel like a jerk for trying to throw my judgment on someone else. I want to embrace those whom suffer. Why do we choose to hate them instead of embracing them. When it is obvious they have made the worse choice ever , shouldn't their suffering be the only judgment they encounter? Isn't that the only judgment in the place of being right? They cannot deny their own experience. Let your voice be still and your arms be strong. Let's love the crazy, the broken and the lost right into the Arms of Jesus.
Update on my friend. He has recently expressed a new belief that God is real. He said that when he decided to accept God being real the aliens that had been living inside of him left and he is able to sleep. I give glory to God because of prayer. He answerers prayer. Prayer is an awesome form of love.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Her Clothes Made Me Want to Hide
I recently moved to Carlisle, PA. We moved into a town home community right across the street from the War College. First thing that I noticed about my new neighborhood is that there are many cultures living in one community. Most of the people living here are temporary residents as their spouse attends the war college. I have met people from Thailand, India, Bosnia, and I have noticed we have a high number of Muslims. For me to walk to the school bus stop and witness women covered in their black dresses and head wraps was a little uncomfortable. I instantly wanted to throw out the name of Jesus in their face as if I were to punish them. I have always believed that where ever I am is where God wants me to be and that I don't end up in places by accident. I love to testify to the goodness of my Lord. He has been my night and shining armor since the days I was alone ,beaten and used. It has been a long time since those days but I will never forget what His Grace saved me from and how he has restored my life. Hearing of the persecution of Christians by the Islam's Extremist ISIS has tainted my thoughts and my actions towards these women at the same bus stop as me. I cried out to my Lord in my heart with the most honest cries ever. I am terrified of living next to people whom believe in someone other than my Lord. Jesus is the truth and the living son of God. Jesus is the only who can save. Why would you send me here Lord? Why?
Last night I curled up in my bed early evening abandoning all my duties as a Mother, thankfully my husband recognized something going on in me and stepped up to the plate and made dinner and took my daughter to her gym class. I didn't tell anyone the thoughts that were pounding inside of my head. I was simply living in a moment of great fear and confusion as I allowed my imagination to run to places that were not my reality. All I could say to myself and to Jesus is that I don't want to be here .
I woke up refreshed and found myself with a new perspective. The Lord revealed to me that my calling here is kindness and joy. As I walked my kids to the bus stop this morning I was a little shaken when the woman wearing traditional Muslim attired walked out her door and made her way towards the same bus stop. As my heart wanted to again fill up with hatred and fear the Spirit of the Living God rose up in me and I looked her way and smiled saying good morning. She was startled. She returned my smile and said good morning . As the kids left the two of us stood side by side. I allowed the joy of the Lord to be my choice of attitude and I introduced myself and shared conversation. She is a very nice woman by the name of Hooda. She has only been hear two months and has not made many friends. She spends her day alone in the home all day while her husband attends the War College on The Carlisle Barracks. She was radiant as I allowed myself to be kind and joyful almost as if she was shedding the same hatred and fear as I was. I am not sure of God's plan but I do know this, he didn't send me here to be afraid or to hate. If I am to share my testimony of his goodness I am to do so by being kind and a living example of the Joy he can place into one's heart and life. It's hard to say if Hooda and I will become good friends or not but if we do I will consider it a blessing. I look forward to the many new experiences God has in store for me here. I am not a new believer. I have been walking with the Lord for almost 10 years now and he has shown me things that are supernatural and only of Him. I will have faith as I live out my days here in this community. In Jesus Name may the light of his love shine through me.
Last night I curled up in my bed early evening abandoning all my duties as a Mother, thankfully my husband recognized something going on in me and stepped up to the plate and made dinner and took my daughter to her gym class. I didn't tell anyone the thoughts that were pounding inside of my head. I was simply living in a moment of great fear and confusion as I allowed my imagination to run to places that were not my reality. All I could say to myself and to Jesus is that I don't want to be here .
I woke up refreshed and found myself with a new perspective. The Lord revealed to me that my calling here is kindness and joy. As I walked my kids to the bus stop this morning I was a little shaken when the woman wearing traditional Muslim attired walked out her door and made her way towards the same bus stop. As my heart wanted to again fill up with hatred and fear the Spirit of the Living God rose up in me and I looked her way and smiled saying good morning. She was startled. She returned my smile and said good morning . As the kids left the two of us stood side by side. I allowed the joy of the Lord to be my choice of attitude and I introduced myself and shared conversation. She is a very nice woman by the name of Hooda. She has only been hear two months and has not made many friends. She spends her day alone in the home all day while her husband attends the War College on The Carlisle Barracks. She was radiant as I allowed myself to be kind and joyful almost as if she was shedding the same hatred and fear as I was. I am not sure of God's plan but I do know this, he didn't send me here to be afraid or to hate. If I am to share my testimony of his goodness I am to do so by being kind and a living example of the Joy he can place into one's heart and life. It's hard to say if Hooda and I will become good friends or not but if we do I will consider it a blessing. I look forward to the many new experiences God has in store for me here. I am not a new believer. I have been walking with the Lord for almost 10 years now and he has shown me things that are supernatural and only of Him. I will have faith as I live out my days here in this community. In Jesus Name may the light of his love shine through me.
Friday, August 8, 2014
Fireworks Brought Me New Perspective
I have loved living in Hampton , Va for the past 4 years. I have enjoyed the pleasure of being a season pass holder at Busch Gardens and Water Country USA. I recently cancelled my membership due to our up coming move to Carlisle, PA. Last night Jade and her friend Harmony decided to tag along to my one last trip to Busch Gardens. I love the roller coasters. The excitement of it all. I get scared every time I get on one and I am on the edge the whole time. I love it . It keeps me young.
Every summer Busch Gardens does a really big and amazing firework show. We wanted to see it. If you are on the wrong side of the park you will not be able to see the fireworks due to the very tall trees. We were on the wrong side of the park 10 mins till the start. We were walking so fast almost jogging pass people , weaving in and out of folks. We made it to the front for perfect view just in time. The display of sparkly fire in the darkened sky is so beautiful. The sounds they make are so loud. The booms and the pops of the fireworks itself is an experience. I was lost in childhood fantasy all over again looking at those beautiful shapes in the sky, until I realized one thing.
There are people somewhere in this world right now at this very moment running pass the crowd. They are not running too anything though they are running away. Right now at this moment there are people whom hear the big bags and booms but it is not because of fireworks it is because of war. How similar my story is to theirs but mine is in different realm of existence. America the Land of the Free. I was so humbled and fell deeper into appreciation for my country. I thanked Jesus for our freedom and I prayed for peace in the world. My life is not perfect. I try to always keep a fresh perspective or else I could find so many reasons to dislike it. I don't have everything I want but then again I don't even know if I know what I want. I am thankful for what I have and after last night , being ministered to by a majesty of fireworks I am with a fresh new touch of feeling blessed and highly favored. I must always allow him to show me things over and over again in a new way. I am living my life the best I know how and Jesus is my friend. I will pray for those who can't say they are living their lives because in their reality they are trying to survive their life. Pray !
Every summer Busch Gardens does a really big and amazing firework show. We wanted to see it. If you are on the wrong side of the park you will not be able to see the fireworks due to the very tall trees. We were on the wrong side of the park 10 mins till the start. We were walking so fast almost jogging pass people , weaving in and out of folks. We made it to the front for perfect view just in time. The display of sparkly fire in the darkened sky is so beautiful. The sounds they make are so loud. The booms and the pops of the fireworks itself is an experience. I was lost in childhood fantasy all over again looking at those beautiful shapes in the sky, until I realized one thing.
There are people somewhere in this world right now at this very moment running pass the crowd. They are not running too anything though they are running away. Right now at this moment there are people whom hear the big bags and booms but it is not because of fireworks it is because of war. How similar my story is to theirs but mine is in different realm of existence. America the Land of the Free. I was so humbled and fell deeper into appreciation for my country. I thanked Jesus for our freedom and I prayed for peace in the world. My life is not perfect. I try to always keep a fresh perspective or else I could find so many reasons to dislike it. I don't have everything I want but then again I don't even know if I know what I want. I am thankful for what I have and after last night , being ministered to by a majesty of fireworks I am with a fresh new touch of feeling blessed and highly favored. I must always allow him to show me things over and over again in a new way. I am living my life the best I know how and Jesus is my friend. I will pray for those who can't say they are living their lives because in their reality they are trying to survive their life. Pray !
Sunday, August 3, 2014
It's not about you.
It's not about me ? What ? Why ? I remember going through all of that ! God is good and when he brought me into His Arms through His grace I fell incredibly hard into a incredibly soft place. His love allowed me to bare bleeding wounds at the time of my true salvation. I bled for awhile. I was so full of shame the first church I came to I wrote a letter to the pastor and told him who I was and if I could get his permission to come to service. Truly God led me to that particular church because I was greeted with the Love of Jesus. I survived off of their faith for my life. The amount of love he showered on me was gracious, I deserved none of it. The way I had lived my life prior to coming home to faith was evil. I was doing bad and I was bad yet the love of God found me and brushed me off and then treated me like a beloved child . He will do that. He will kiss all scrapes and bruises. He will stop the bleeding of deep cuts. He will restore and renew you to a place of wholeness.
Life was going good. My life had been restored. I met my husband and was pregnant with my son. The ladies at church were having a get together. One of the older ladies came to me and said it was important that I come. As soon as we were all gathered eating delicious little finger foods and drinking punch a lady walked up to me and told me God had asked her to give me something. I was excited. What is it ? She handed me a book. The book is called It's Not About Me by Max Lucado . I was a little shocked.
I could feel the spirit speaking to me on the inside telling me that my wounds had been healed and I had experienced love for the first time but it was time for me to grow up a little because there is work to do. Jesus wants to work through me to touch the lives of others so that they may encounter the same process by which got me here. I can't explain what a weight was lifted when I came to terms with the knowledge that I don't live for myself , I live for others. I am focused outward where there is a pasture of people whom need the good shepherd. As we all may know God brings us to that place so that we can be effective in his kingdom. God needs us to be strong and go for it. No holding back ! We all try really hard at a lot of things. We try hard at finding love, having a tiny body , keeping up with latest fashion. It would be pleasing to the Lord if we all would try hard at letting go of ourselves and focus on Him. God is a God of perfect timing. He is in the business of always showing up just at the right time. Don't chase something that hasn't come to you. It's is not about you . Maybe what is to be is still in the ingredient stage and the time is not right. It is not about us but what can be done through us. Love is a choice. Jesus chose to love us and that wasn't even about us. Jesus loving us is about Him. His Goodness , His Gracious Love and Merciful Heart. We are his reward. He valued us as His Prize, His Bride. I am so thankful that his love is not based on me or else it might be contained to small levels of dirty sloppy chaos. His Love is so good we can feel confident that living in a place where we are not focused on ourselves is a place that is healthy and organic. Life is meant to be lived organically. Jesus is the original organic. One of the most frustrating things about a relationship that is in trouble is that one or more of the persons are looking through the glass eye of only seeing themselves. The What about me syndrome is a friendship killer, family destroyer. When we are offended it is most often because we are in that place of what about me. Let it go. You will be okay. Jesus will show up and bring to you all that is planned. It is not about us. Encourage yourselves in the wisdom that you are loved and adored. You are perfectly loved the way you are right now and it is okay to say it's not about me.
Life was going good. My life had been restored. I met my husband and was pregnant with my son. The ladies at church were having a get together. One of the older ladies came to me and said it was important that I come. As soon as we were all gathered eating delicious little finger foods and drinking punch a lady walked up to me and told me God had asked her to give me something. I was excited. What is it ? She handed me a book. The book is called It's Not About Me by Max Lucado . I was a little shocked.
I could feel the spirit speaking to me on the inside telling me that my wounds had been healed and I had experienced love for the first time but it was time for me to grow up a little because there is work to do. Jesus wants to work through me to touch the lives of others so that they may encounter the same process by which got me here. I can't explain what a weight was lifted when I came to terms with the knowledge that I don't live for myself , I live for others. I am focused outward where there is a pasture of people whom need the good shepherd. As we all may know God brings us to that place so that we can be effective in his kingdom. God needs us to be strong and go for it. No holding back ! We all try really hard at a lot of things. We try hard at finding love, having a tiny body , keeping up with latest fashion. It would be pleasing to the Lord if we all would try hard at letting go of ourselves and focus on Him. God is a God of perfect timing. He is in the business of always showing up just at the right time. Don't chase something that hasn't come to you. It's is not about you . Maybe what is to be is still in the ingredient stage and the time is not right. It is not about us but what can be done through us. Love is a choice. Jesus chose to love us and that wasn't even about us. Jesus loving us is about Him. His Goodness , His Gracious Love and Merciful Heart. We are his reward. He valued us as His Prize, His Bride. I am so thankful that his love is not based on me or else it might be contained to small levels of dirty sloppy chaos. His Love is so good we can feel confident that living in a place where we are not focused on ourselves is a place that is healthy and organic. Life is meant to be lived organically. Jesus is the original organic. One of the most frustrating things about a relationship that is in trouble is that one or more of the persons are looking through the glass eye of only seeing themselves. The What about me syndrome is a friendship killer, family destroyer. When we are offended it is most often because we are in that place of what about me. Let it go. You will be okay. Jesus will show up and bring to you all that is planned. It is not about us. Encourage yourselves in the wisdom that you are loved and adored. You are perfectly loved the way you are right now and it is okay to say it's not about me.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
God is ...
Time to rise
never said the sun
golden bright light is its purpose
it exists in its purpose
how i long for its warmth
time to change from my skin to my feather
never said no bug
it just took the time to build its house
how i love to see it fly
oh no i must burst forth my color
never said no flower
it just bent with the wind and released from within
the purple of the flower is my pleasure
the sounds of the ocean do no wait for an audience
they display majesty for simple perfection of design
how i am softened by the whisper of salt water
the trees so tall and very large
they didn't become that way without reason
they are alive in and out of season
the things a tree can make me feel with one touch of it's greatness
The eyes of others cannot disguise
i am deeply cut or highly healed through the contents of a living lens
the power of light doesn't shine in , its shines out
darkness is a state
in which i am no longer in
my lens are reflecting and life is at begin
come , come and raise your hand
its ok to learn but not to stand
agreement the power cord of a crowd
i still get goose bumps when this is breathing
spirit is leading not deceiving
darkness is the lie
God has called us to rise like the sun,
let the colors of your creation come through
transform like the caterpillar
worship like the ocean
stand strong and tall like the trees
let our eyes reflect the light and most of all
stand in agreement that God is ....
never said the sun
golden bright light is its purpose
it exists in its purpose
how i long for its warmth
time to change from my skin to my feather
never said no bug
it just took the time to build its house
how i love to see it fly
oh no i must burst forth my color
never said no flower
it just bent with the wind and released from within
the purple of the flower is my pleasure
the sounds of the ocean do no wait for an audience
they display majesty for simple perfection of design
how i am softened by the whisper of salt water
the trees so tall and very large
they didn't become that way without reason
they are alive in and out of season
the things a tree can make me feel with one touch of it's greatness
The eyes of others cannot disguise
i am deeply cut or highly healed through the contents of a living lens
the power of light doesn't shine in , its shines out
darkness is a state
in which i am no longer in
my lens are reflecting and life is at begin
come , come and raise your hand
its ok to learn but not to stand
agreement the power cord of a crowd
i still get goose bumps when this is breathing
spirit is leading not deceiving
darkness is the lie
God has called us to rise like the sun,
let the colors of your creation come through
transform like the caterpillar
worship like the ocean
stand strong and tall like the trees
let our eyes reflect the light and most of all
stand in agreement that God is ....
Kids Might of Out Smarted Us
My kids. Jade who is 11 and Tj who is 6. They are busting at the seams with unstoppable energy. I must nurture my body with food and sleep to keep up with these two. If I don't get a good night's sleep the next day my kids will basically torture me with non stop questions. I love them so much but sometimes my nerves can get a little whacked. I am not a perfect person in front of my kids and I use all situations in life as an opportunity to point them to Jesus. What really rocks my socks off is when Jesus uses my children to point me back to him. God has shown up in so many different ways. Every time I see something familiar he makes it new again by talking to me through it. Yes he is a very creative God.
My kids might out of smarted us adults recently and they never even realized it. When they are outside all day running around the neighborhood with the other 9 children who close by , they are turned up. I remember those days. Running wild and free. Riding bikes, climbing trees. I can chill on the couch for hours sometimes as they run in and out of the house all day. As long as my yes' are yes' I will hardly see them. Problem is when my answer is no. When my kids hear no, they start the long process of begging that turns into bugging. But why ?? What makes you say no ?? Please ? I promise ? Man oh man sometimes for me it is just easier to say yes. As soon as they get that answer yes, they are gone, out the door. Off with lightening speed to do what they requested.
How many times do we sit around and keep asking God for something he has already said yes too. Begging and bugging Him about the same thing over and over , yet His answer is yes. Kids have out smarted us because they are innocent just enough to know that yes means go , do it. As grown ups we have become comfortable with the result of the no answer. Sitting around waiting, longing, begging, complaining, crying. It has become a breeding ground for laziness. Kids are eager with energy. They are hanging on a cliff waiting for someone to say Go !
Mom can I ride my bike around the block ? Yes Jade. Instantly she is out the door on her bike . Hey I want to start a ministry one day. You want to feed homeless people ?? What are you waiting for? Pack some lunches and go find a homeless guy, and feed him. God said yes and now you should "GO"! Mom can I run in the sprinklers ? Yes Tj go for it, before I even have a chance to grab the sunscreen he is outside completely wet. Okay so you want to start a support group for porn addicts, what are you waiting for ? Invite some people over and share your story, tell them your struggle and how you confess it and you rebuke it. What are you waiting for ? Go, do it.
I am coming into a place where I find myself feeling silly for asking God to bless my day. The answer is yes and he has already said to me Go. I am so deeply involved in my relationship with Christ in my thoughts that every second of every day feels like the fast lane of yes and go and amens. If something is in my way i declare it moved , because the answer is already been given and it is yes. I have seen supernatural power in the last few weeks at an all time high. Rainy clouds disappearing, housing presenting itself, gas mileage increased. Just crazy weird miracles and it is all because i am responding to God's yes the same way my kids do for my yes'.
2 Corinthians 3
3 Are we beginning to commend ourselves again ? Or do we need like some people, letters of recommendation to you or from you ? 2 You yourselves are our letter written on our hearts, known and read by everyone. 3 You show that you are a a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tables of stone but on the tables of human hearts.
4 The confidence we have through Christ before God. 5 Not that we are competent in ourselves to claim anything for ourselves, but competences comes from God. 6 He has made us competent as ministers of a new covenant- not of the letter but of the Spirit, for the letters kills but the Spirit gives life.
Our first responsibility to ourselves is to just admit God is on our side and sometimes our own laziness can play a trick in our thoughts and make us respond to one of God's Yes' as if it were a No. I had to admit this when it comes to my weight. I am unhappy about my physical weight. I pray and prayed for years. God's answer was already yes. Of course he wants for me a healthy body and mind and spirit and soul. He wants me to be my best. I was too lazy to acknowledge that His yes wasn't being delayed and that all I had to do was get up and move....
WE are not perfect. No one expects that from you. In this world I worship the only one who is perfect, Jesus. His plan for you is to give you Life and life abundantly. Break out of your shell. Time to expose to everyone who you are. You are a walking letter being read by everyone whether you want to be heard or not. Speak up and open up. Let the world see your heart , your mind. Tell your story so that Christ may be found by others. He is so creative , such an author. He will surprise you with just how important your role is. Unique and highly effective. I am going and getting on my bike ... I am going to jump in with two feet and rebuke my own laziness. I want you to come with me.. let's Go. Lets do this.
My kids might out of smarted us adults recently and they never even realized it. When they are outside all day running around the neighborhood with the other 9 children who close by , they are turned up. I remember those days. Running wild and free. Riding bikes, climbing trees. I can chill on the couch for hours sometimes as they run in and out of the house all day. As long as my yes' are yes' I will hardly see them. Problem is when my answer is no. When my kids hear no, they start the long process of begging that turns into bugging. But why ?? What makes you say no ?? Please ? I promise ? Man oh man sometimes for me it is just easier to say yes. As soon as they get that answer yes, they are gone, out the door. Off with lightening speed to do what they requested.
How many times do we sit around and keep asking God for something he has already said yes too. Begging and bugging Him about the same thing over and over , yet His answer is yes. Kids have out smarted us because they are innocent just enough to know that yes means go , do it. As grown ups we have become comfortable with the result of the no answer. Sitting around waiting, longing, begging, complaining, crying. It has become a breeding ground for laziness. Kids are eager with energy. They are hanging on a cliff waiting for someone to say Go !
Mom can I ride my bike around the block ? Yes Jade. Instantly she is out the door on her bike . Hey I want to start a ministry one day. You want to feed homeless people ?? What are you waiting for? Pack some lunches and go find a homeless guy, and feed him. God said yes and now you should "GO"! Mom can I run in the sprinklers ? Yes Tj go for it, before I even have a chance to grab the sunscreen he is outside completely wet. Okay so you want to start a support group for porn addicts, what are you waiting for ? Invite some people over and share your story, tell them your struggle and how you confess it and you rebuke it. What are you waiting for ? Go, do it.
I am coming into a place where I find myself feeling silly for asking God to bless my day. The answer is yes and he has already said to me Go. I am so deeply involved in my relationship with Christ in my thoughts that every second of every day feels like the fast lane of yes and go and amens. If something is in my way i declare it moved , because the answer is already been given and it is yes. I have seen supernatural power in the last few weeks at an all time high. Rainy clouds disappearing, housing presenting itself, gas mileage increased. Just crazy weird miracles and it is all because i am responding to God's yes the same way my kids do for my yes'.
2 Corinthians 3
3 Are we beginning to commend ourselves again ? Or do we need like some people, letters of recommendation to you or from you ? 2 You yourselves are our letter written on our hearts, known and read by everyone. 3 You show that you are a a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tables of stone but on the tables of human hearts.
4 The confidence we have through Christ before God. 5 Not that we are competent in ourselves to claim anything for ourselves, but competences comes from God. 6 He has made us competent as ministers of a new covenant- not of the letter but of the Spirit, for the letters kills but the Spirit gives life.
Our first responsibility to ourselves is to just admit God is on our side and sometimes our own laziness can play a trick in our thoughts and make us respond to one of God's Yes' as if it were a No. I had to admit this when it comes to my weight. I am unhappy about my physical weight. I pray and prayed for years. God's answer was already yes. Of course he wants for me a healthy body and mind and spirit and soul. He wants me to be my best. I was too lazy to acknowledge that His yes wasn't being delayed and that all I had to do was get up and move....
WE are not perfect. No one expects that from you. In this world I worship the only one who is perfect, Jesus. His plan for you is to give you Life and life abundantly. Break out of your shell. Time to expose to everyone who you are. You are a walking letter being read by everyone whether you want to be heard or not. Speak up and open up. Let the world see your heart , your mind. Tell your story so that Christ may be found by others. He is so creative , such an author. He will surprise you with just how important your role is. Unique and highly effective. I am going and getting on my bike ... I am going to jump in with two feet and rebuke my own laziness. I want you to come with me.. let's Go. Lets do this.
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