Meet My Perfect Children

HAHA. Life can be so funny sometimes. It seems as though everywhere you look you see everyone out with their well behaved, do as I say, never-mis-behave PERFECT children.
And then of course, their are your own children, screaming, fighting, wiping their boogers on the restaurant table, and saying "POOP" really loudly for all to hear.
YES my friends, children are not always perfect. And so then of course, as mom's we come to the conclusion that our children are the only children in the world who act like this. Ours are the only ones who EVER misbehave, and ours are the only ones who ever scream/kick/throw themselves on the floor in public.
So then, as mom's we hang our heads, walk around in shame because lets face it, "we have failed." STOP RIGHT THERE.
That is what the enemy, the prince of DARKNESS wants you to believe.
Your child is human. So are you. Your child makes selfish choices, we all do. Your child ACTS on their frustrations. (so do Mommies) and Your child is created in God's image. And so are you Mommy friend. (and Daddy's)
Listen here... we are to train a child up in the way they should go, (says Proverbs) but also, children still choose to go their own way, even when they know the "way they SHOULD G0". Grown ups do that too...
What I mean to say is this: We all have in mind the way we WANT to go, act and be. And at times, it's different than the way she SHOULD go, act or be. YOU adult, are HIS child. Do you think that for even one second, the God and Father of YOU says about Himself, "I failed. I made bad work. I screwed up with that child" when YOU do something disruptive or disobedient to the Maker? NO. He does not. He looks at you with LOVE in His eyes, and says, "I forgive you. I love you. Seek me. Walk in my ways, pursue holiness. And of course, next time, ask me for help and it won't be so difficult." Yes. This is the Father we have. If we are to learn from Him, be like Him and parent like HE does, than this is what we ought to do also for our unruly children. Sometimes however, unruly children need a bit of discipline. And then we do as we must, just as HE does as He must in order to perfect us. We must be consistent as HE is consistent. We must turn to one who is higher than us to help us in this...but we also know that His plans for us are not to harm us but to give us a hope and future. So we are with our children. So the next time you find yourself in the grocery store with a child, kicking and screaming, and the "perfect" family of children walk by, know this: no-one is perfect, not even one. We set our rules in place, we stick to them, and we deal with new situations as they arise. Just as HE does. We have His laws. We write them on our hearts. We follow this with His direction. We are respectful to His decrees, and we succeed in life. ( In the Kingdom sense) Right? Don't we want little children of the kingdom? But we must not equate that therefore we have failed, if in fact our children act in their own selfish will from time to time. After all, they are sons of Adam. And daughters of Eve. It all goes back to the garden of Eden. We are not ever going to be perfect until we attain our heavenly bodies upon the second coming, the arrival of Christ Jesus our Lord and Savior, and on that day, you can look at your child, and say, "Your perfect." But until that day, you can look at your booger wiping, poop talking, floor kicking, show-stopping child and say, "Someday you'll be perfect,(and so will Mommy) and I love you now in your imperfections," (Just as He loves us in our imperfections) (and then ask the Lord for strengthen so you don't have a tantrum too) deal with the imperfections with the wisdom HE supplies, and move on...knowing that tomorrow, is a new day, and HIS mercies are new EVERY MORNING. THANK YOU LORD. :)
"This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118:24

Compelled

Like a jubilant song bursting forth from the lips of one who has just received a second chance, life anew, and freedom, comes these words as the Lord inspires inside of me a heavenly theme to glorify His name.
He tells me, in this life, you will have trials, but to take heart, for He has overcome the world. John 16:33
But also tells me that with the JOY set before Him, He endured the cross and all its sufferings. He did this for me. He had an eternal perspective. He recognized the certainty of death, and the certainty of eternity for those who are sealed, chosen, and received by Christ. Thus, having endured the cross, conquering sin and death, winning the victory through that death, He made a way for us to have a life of fullness, abundant joy, and life without end. He is the conquering King. The ONE. The reason. The source. Our ability. Our anchor.
I have had one of those weeks that begs the question, "Jesus, could you come back soon...this life is very hard." Anyone else having a week like that? I assumed I was not alone.
God is not a God who cannot identify with us in our suffering. He was fully man, and now, as is, fully God. He came in the lowliest state so that He could identify with us. We are a miserable lot at times. Wandering around in the dark, without the lights turned on, bumping into things, and breaking our noses because we don't want to stop long enough and ask the one who can SEE AND GIVES SIGHT for directions. "Jesus!!!" I said..." I give up. I wave my white flag. I surrender RIGHT NOW." You are the one I want, You are the ONE I need. You are my only necessity.
The only thing necessary for living life the way I ought. I open your word. I read your words. I get life...and sustenance for the journey set before me. My feet are set on a solid rock. One that does not shake, move or shift. "You LORD...are SOLID." And I will not question His sovereignty. He sees, what I never will. He holds what I could never bear. He creates what I never would have thought of. He is bigger on all levels, and "Jesus, for that I am thankful." Take my life and let it be, ever only Lord for thee.
No more of this wayward heart "prone to wander..." I asked you Lord, what is my Ebeneezer? The thing that saved me? Truth about who I was and who I wasn't. Before He came and rescued me in my lowly estate, I was desolate, depressed, cold, sad and alone. Obsessed with the things of the world...lost without a map...and hungry with no real way of feeding myself full. Empty for all of eternity, but because He cast His gaze upon me, lifted me up out of the mud and mire...and am now who I am today...a work in progress, saved by grace...perfected by His truth and saved for all eternity. "THANK YOU JESUS, I STAND AMAZED." SO this is why you endured hell, death, and the grave? For my freedom? O Lord, your beautiful! You face is all I see...and all I long to see. With you alone is my soul satisfied, and my soul longs for more and more of you. Take me to the rock who is higher than I. You are the ONE. For you, daily I'm compelled to BE. And thy GOODNESS like a fetter, draws my wandering heart to thee. What is my Ebeneezer? A picture of who I used to be. That is what reminds me. The darkness in my eyes. The pain in my heart. One day lost, the next day alive. One day dead..the next living in the abundance of His grace. Thank you Jesus. Do you know what it is I speak of? Do you relate? Or does this sound like another language you have never heard? If these words are like another dialect to you, say this, "Open the eyes of my heart Lord..." And then ask the Maker of Heaven and earth to speak to YOU! He is the reason you are here. Ask Him. Be compelled by something greater than your own little world. Don't you ever wonder, stop and think that perhaps, just maybe, there is something out there that is greater than your own little world? Well friends, I have news for you. And it's good news. The best news you will ever hear once He translates it to your heart. There is MORE!!!! And for the joy set before us, He endured death on cross so that you could have life now, and for eternity. All He asks is that we come to Him with a broken and contrite Spirit. TO lay down our selfish pride, and admit there has to be something greater than US. He is greater. He made you. He is your MAKER. SAVIOR. CREATOR. REDEEMER. LIFE. SOURCE. AND FATHER. Call on Him and He will answer you, and teach you great and unsearchable things THAT YOU DO NOT KNOW. that is why I call Him the source. Before Christ, we were dead in our sins, so dead we didn't even know how dead we were. Do you feel alive right now? If not, consider the fact, you might be missing something. That something could be Christ. Ask Him friend...COMPELLED I speak. COMPELLED, I live. COMPELLED...I walk this life out in faith knowing that my eternal HOME awaits. And there is not a day that goes by that I DO NOT LONG FOR IT WITH ALL MY HEART. Jesus is there. Better is one day in your courts, then thousands elsewhere. Thank you Holy Father for making a way for a sinner like me.

I Love You Jesus Letter

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. I love that name. I really, really love that name. It is high and lifted up. Above all else, and is the source of all I do, say and think. He is the person I wake up for every morning, the person I seek first before I do anything at all. He is the most important thing I will ever consider and my very best thought each day. You are the Great I Am, the wonderful, mighty prince of peace, the Councilor and the delight of my soul. My home, and you have made your home in me. My Lover, My Father, My Helper, My friend, My love, my Authority, My peace. You sanctify me, you lift me up when I am weak, you are strength, you are the Source of all things good in my life. You are joy. You are love. You are wisdom, might, and power. You lead, you guide, you direct and you discipline, all this and more I accept from your hand. You are, you always will be, you always have been. In you there is no darkness. In you there all comfort. In you my hope is found. In you I rest. You are my resting place. You are my streams of life, my water and my food. Without you I am homeless, Fatherless, and without anything of real value. To you I am thankful. To you I owe it all. In you is freedom, grace, and forgiveness. In you is life. Abundant life. Everlasting Life. Breath. Holy Spirit blow over me! Baby Jesus, Strong and Mighty King, I bow low in the presence of the One. Nothing can snatch me from your hands. You freed me from death, and fear of death. One small child, a baby born to die. Raised to life, and now, is the victorious raining King, the Great High Priest who ever intercedes on my behalf. Who lives and breaths to make me more like Him. Who breaths His life into me, and makes me walk when I cannot stand and makes me run, when I cannot move. You are miraculous . In one tiny baby hand is the grace that saved the world, and in the other tiny baby hand is death, life and resurrection. Little chubby baby feet that would walk the streets of dust, and death, now walk the streets of peals, rubies and gold. All day long the angels surround and sing, “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God almighty who reigns!!!” The ALPHA, the OMEGA, my beginning, and my end. How I long to gaze into your eyes if only for a moment. Your beauty is indescribable, your glory, who can fathom? The soft kindness in your voice saying, “You are my child, remain in me…” And then you speak words of love to a crowd who spit on you sweet baby Jesus. A gorgeous, perfect child, born to be spit upon, for the sake of MY SIN. Yes Lord, what can I say but thank you. Face down in the dust I long to kiss your beautiful feet. Can I catch a glimpse of you? Just one small look? To hold me till I get to be with you for eternity. Here is my glimpse… As a mother looks into the face of a new born child, and stares into eyes full of wonder? That is my glimpse. The beauty that overwhelms the freshness of the new little life a Mother holds…you create life, you give life, you gave your life. If only I could wash your feet with my tears. I couldn’t’ bare to look in your eyes, but you tell me too! You say, “Daughter! Arise! Look at me! Fix your eyes on Jesus.” Jesus , Jesus, you’re the answer to all I’m searching for. If only I could find words to accurately describe my love for you, one day I prayed, “Oh Lord! Won’t you let me love you more?” and you did. And you did. Thank you.

Oil On His Feet

Dear Friend,
From the outpouring of the Spirit as I have prayed for you I want to say this...
From the beginning of time, the Lord has had YOUR name on His lips. He has loved you from the moment you made your first cry. When you mother looked on you for the first time, and loved you so deeply, even more HE loved you.
As you grew, and took steps on your own He let you. He said, "How I love this child..." And He watched as you learned to run. And with your gift to run, you ran back and forth, sometimes running to Him, sometimes running away from Him.
Who is HE? The God who thought you up before the foundations of the earth were laid. You were a thought in HIS mind. This God who created the heavens, and said, "This is good..." That same God created YOU...and when HE completed you He said, "This child is good!" He gazed upon your beauty and He longed to lavish His love on you. There were times where you said, "Yes Lord, I want your love..." And other times where you said, "No thanks. I'm fine."
Friend, A woman who had lived her life in complete abandonment to sin came to Jesus one day when His beautiful feet walked the earthly streets we walk today. Jesus was eating dinner with some friends and this broken figure of a woman entered into the home where He was eating. There they were, reclining around the table as was the custom, and this woman came crawling on her hands and knees, her face so low to the ground her nose became black from dragging it so low in her shame. Have you ever like this? I have. So as this woman reached Jesus, His feet were behind Him, and He felt something smooth being poured onto His feet, He heard weeping, and then droplets began to fall on His feet, and as He turned to look at what He already knew was happening, He saw the broken figure of this woman, so shamed wiping His beautiful feet with her long black hair....down around her tear stained face, now mixed with dust, her dusty nose was now streaked with black. She could not bare to lift her eyes to meet His, but she just kept weeping, and wiping His feet. Oil and tears pouring over His feet. Her sorrow wracked body shook with the shame she held on her own shoulders because of her sin. I can only imagine the look of love Jesus must have had written all over His face. One of Jesus's friends sitting at the table finally spoke up, I can only imagine the looks of shock and horror on the faces of His companions! This is not what people do! This is just not proper! She should not even have her hair down! Hair down implied bedroom activity! But in her utter abandonment of self she disregarded everything "normal" and abandoned herself in utterly and completely gone.
She then sat there at His feet, and kissed them. Those beautiful feet. Those feet I long to kiss. She kissed them over and over and over again. People just stood and stared. This friend who spoke up at last said this..."Do you know who is touching you? What kind of woman she is?"
Jesus said this "Simeon, I have something to tell you." "Tell me said Simeon."
Jesus replied.."Two men owed money to a certain moneylender, one owed him five hundred denarii and the other fifty. Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he canceled the debts of both. Now which one of them loved Him more?" Simeon replied, " I suppose the one who had the bigger debt canceled." "You have judged correctly," Jesus said.
(Luke 7:40-50)

This my friends, is what Jesus has done for us. If you feel broken beyond repair, I have news for you. If you feel shamed beyond the ability to rise, rise in His strength.
Do you want to know the end of this story? This love story of a Savior with His beloved. Jesus looked at this women, rolling around in the chains and shame the the devil wants her to stay in, and He said, "Your sins are forgiven." and..."Your faith has healed you, go in peace." vs 50

Because she took a leap of extravagant obsession towards the only one who could save her, He saw her, and said of her, "You are my beloved. I have known you from the start..."
This world is full of lies, waging war over your souls and affections. The prince of THIS world the devil wants control over you daughters and sons! This enemy wants you to be in chains, to be in bondage...but Christ wants you to lift you tear stained faces to Him, lock your eyes with His, and receive the cleansing that washes away guilt, shame, death and fear of death.
We all have a debt we cannot pay on our own. whatever it is, know this, HE can cancel it. If only you come to Him, and ask. He who has been forgiven much, loves much, and He who has been forgiven little, loves little. You feel you have done to much to be forgiven? Think again. Oh the love that He has lavished on us. That we should be called the sons and daughters of God!

As this woman rose, from her place on the dirt, she left her costly oil, her tears, and she left her SHAME at the feet of Jesus. He wanted her to leave it there. So she could walk away in freedom. And when He hung on the cross for you and me my friend, He hung this woman's shame around His neck so the shame of HER sin, died with HIM. Gone. Forever. Never to be seen again. "Go He said, leave your life of sin!" And, in this He meant, Live free in ME. Do not walk in your own way that has no understanding. But in all your ways acknowledge HIM, and HE will make your paths straight. And by straight I mean, FULL. FILLED. NOT empty. LOVED. HELD. PROTECTED. SAFE. you are HIS beloved. He thinks you are beautiful. Friend, if you are not walking in the absence of shame that I speak of, wont you lay your shame at His feet, and accept what only He can give? LIFE. Even if you don't have costly oil to pour on His feet, that's OK. Poor out your heart to Him. He's being born tomorrow into this world to save you. Wont you accept Him as your gift? And give yourself to Him as the ultimate gift is given to you. Life. Eternal life. You will never regret accepting life, over death. Someone must die for your sin, and He would rather have it be Him. He loves you so....
Sincerely,
Your Friend.

Use me up

All gone. Empty. Dry as a bone. Bottom of the barrel. Belly up. Done. Finished.

Do any of the words describe how you feel at the end of a long day, hard day of work? I feel that way right now. But it's for a good cause you know. Every day as of late when I wake up I think this..." This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice in how HE USES ME." And I am. All I can do is make everything I do, an Hallelujah. Why? As Christmas approaches I have been thinking this: A tiny little perfect, beautiful baby boy was born to a mommy, similar to myself. That mommy was young, new at being a mom, and her baby boy was perfect to her in every way. Although something was different about this baby boy. You guessed it, His name was Jesus. And this baby, was a baby born to die. He was brought into this world for one purpose, for saving me through His death. This is why I say, what I can I say? What can I do to thank Him? What can I do that will not just end up looking hollow or empty in response the magnitude of His gift to me? So what do I say? I say this: "Lord I give you my life. And everything that is in it. All that I say, think, do and walk through each day will be done as an hallelujah to my King. He literally sacrificed everything for me. His very breath. So that I could live. Who is this King of glory???? That is the King I do everything for. So it is why I say, "Lord, what is your mission for me today?" "Lord, give me my marching orders.." "Lord..I am your instrument, play whatever song you wish..." And I am delighted each and every time He assigns me with something to do for Him and His kingdom... I wish I could say I always executed every order He gives me with absolute perfection, but I am still fleshly at times, much to my sadness. But I am giving my Lord my every single moment, and when I get selfish with those moments, and take back what I long to give to Him, I say I'm sorry, and in my confession, He takes me back and builds me back up again the faith...and once again I continue on. This King, This baby King, who came to die, has stolen my heart. And I want to give Him all of me. My every single breath. My every single moment. I love Him for all He did, for how He meets in the quiet places. How when I open His words, His words FLOOD off the pages and speak in love letters to me. His words are the most beautiful I have ever heard, and all I can say is this: "Lord, use me up." I'm desperate for Him. I am lovesick. I am breathless and thankful. And my life is His. He gave me His life. Can you imagine? Picture this tiny baby.... and in His sweet baby hands nails would be driven. And when He grew up, He was so focused. Focused on the truth of His Father, speaking truth to me. He made a way for me. I am an adopted daughter...and He made me His chosen one. So what then shall I say in response to this? "Lord use me up." I hope you hear the desperate longing I have for Him in my voice. My longing for Him is beyond any longing I have the ability to quench on my own. Only His return will quench it...but until He comes back, I will live my every single moment for HIM! I thirst for more and more time with Him....if only I could sit at His feet all day...Oh Jesus. I cling to you.

As the deer pants for the water so my soul pants for you O God.

Use me up.

Undistracted devotion for only you. I don't want to talk about you like your not in the room, I want to look right at you. I want to sing right to you. - Misty Edwards, "Doves Eyes."

Just The Gloves

My lack of blogging lately is not because God has been doing less, or speaking less to me, but rather, I have been overwhelmed with all the lessons He has been wanting me to learn...it's almost like I keep trying to catch a moment to examine all I've learned but I can't even stop long enough to do that! haha
But here is the biggest lesson I have been learning. I am a glove. Let me explain what I mean and as I do so I'm going to do it hopefully in a way that when you are done reading this, you will want to be more of a glove as well. God is the great master. The great physician, the one in charge. He has tasks for each one of His children that He would like to use us in. He places each one of His children in their life situations, and as things happen to us, and circumstances mold and shape us, this causes us to have an avenue of understanding that someone farther down the road does not. We all different things. What He teaches you, is going to be different than what He teaches another person. For He intends to use you, differently than He uses someone else. So in your life lets just say you lost a child. Tragic and heart wrenching, in your sorrow you turn to God, He teaches you the beautiful thing that only He can make good from bad. He takes your tragedy and places you in a situation in life to minister to other families who have lost children. Your pain, suddenly, has a purpose. Your trial can be viewed in a different light, and you realize, in eternity, the death of your child means something more than death. It is life to others. It is a chance for you to take another person (through His guidance) from a state of utter desolation, to understanding things that you know now further down the road from your own pain. God is glorified...you are sanctified and work for the kindgdome has been done. You see, it's like this: God is the surgeon. He uses gloves in each and every surgery, this surgeon has the ability to choose what kind of gloves He wants to use in any given operation/procedure. God who is all knowing, sees everyone, and understands all thing thing, looks at us and says, "There! Those are the gloves I can use." And He slips us on, and we go to work, only able to do real meaningful work when we are on His strong hands. We are His instruments, that is another way to look at it. A spoon laying on the table is nice, but the spoon only becomes useful when the person using the spoon picks it up and begins to put it into use. I am a spoon. I am a glove. So this is what I have been saying, "Lord, I am in my place in life because in your sovereignty, you put me here. Knowing that at some point, you'd be needing a pair of gloves that fits 'this' type of situation. So here I am. Speak Lord, your servant is listening." And as I tell Him such things I begin to notice, opportunities in my life arising to take things from my past and present and use it to glorify my Maker. Do you hear the gravity in this? You are not the one doing the work. He is. He is using your MOUTH. Your SITUATION. Your PAIN. Your TRIAL. And giving you a unique platform to further His kingdom from. To proclaim Him name from. He takes the things that the prince of darkness wants to ruin us with, and turns it around to help other people in HIS kingdom, encourage others in this faith, and strengthen others until the day of His return, or He calls us home.
"For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do." - Ephesians 2:10

So friends...what is it that He is asking you to do for Him? Or, rather, let Him do with you? You might be the pair of gloves He wants to use right now, but first we have to realize that the gloves do not move on their own, meaning we always need the Master to put us on before our lives take on kingdom purpose. So ask the great Physician, "Is this the surgery you want to use me in?" Trust me friends, He will answer.
And then, secondly, because the gloves do not move on their own, even if it looks like it's the glove that is doing all the work, their not. So if the man behind the gloves is making all the moves, who should get the glory when the work is done? The one behind the gloves. We are here to hi light Him, and being used by Him, and then when the work is done, turning around and applauding HIM...this is what we ought to do. He knows you child...He knows your hurts, your fears and your pain, and He will not stretch you in use beyond what He knows you can do. But when we are stretched, used and worn out at the end of the day, you know what we get to take joy in? We have done something in His strength, for His purpose, for KINGDOM VALUE. Kingdom value is the riches that do not run out! Kingdom value is the stuff that makes this life have deep, meaningful purpose. And it's the stuff that at the end of the day, is the only that matters. We are the most fulfilled, peace filled and strengthened when we are being used by Him in such a capacity. I realize this thinking is foolishness to the world... but have you spent any time gazing into the eyes of the Savior? You will be reminded of why we do what we do as gloves as you look into His eyes of sacrifice. What He did for me...you know, a baby born to die...I'm not sure I can write any further for the sorrow that overwhelms me as I have to consider all He suffered for, for me. To give me life. And, in my past, I had the audacity to take the glory when He died for me, and then used me, and I somehow thought I did something that added to that? NO friends. The only thing I brought to the table was my sin, and He lifted me up from my pain filled, desolate, destructive way of life, and put clean white clothes on me, and said, "there...she is the one I want to use." Bowing low, in the presence of the ONE. I place my tear stained face at the foot of the cross, I rest my now cleaned hands down in front of the cross. "use me Lord" is all I can say. And then you know what we say friends..." To Him be ALL THE GLORY, HONOR AND PRAISE." This King, this Great High King, who ever intercedes for us, who suffered for us, who uses us, and makes us worthy, makes us clean, He is the only reason I want to get up in the morning. My beautiful Savior. My precious Jesus. My Righteous Judge. My Great High King. The one who sat down at the right hand of the Father and for me said, "It is finished." Yes friends. That is the one who puts me on His hands as gloves, and uses me. Speechless am I.

Fear

What are you so afraid of? There are a lot of things that a person could fear..and for me, it's mostly a fear of the unknown. You know the type, things like "whats going happen to me if I get sick...what's going to happen to my kids if...(and you can fill in the blank. What if someone breaks into my house, what if my husband dies, what if my life falls apart? OH MY GOODNESS FRIENDS???!!! Can you feel the temperature rising as I state these fears that swirl around my mind??? I can and I have one thing to say.."Jesus! Stop the noise!" and drown out the madness of my fear. Perfect love drives out fear right? So what does this mean in relation to my trust in Jesus in light of all these fears that swirl around me? I need to look at my circumstances through the light of His love for me...and how friends, how He loves us! Getting to know Jesus is the best thing we can do for ourselves (and others) if we are feeling fearful, alone, in pain, happy, peaceful, thankful, deserted, (you get the idea) getting to Jesus in all and any life-circumstances is going to help us view our circumstances in a more God inspired way. The person of Jesus reveals to us how to respond in any and all circumstances, the understanding we gain of God helps us to view our situation in light of a God who made all things perfectly, sacrifice His son, and gave us the ultimate gift. So when I am fearful, I can say, God is going to give me His best. He already did this for me once and for all with the death of HIS SON on the cross. And so, even now, as I can imagine all the things this world offers to me to be afraid of, I can point my finger at the fear and say NO! In all of this I am more than a conqueror through Jesus Christ My LORD who greatly empowers me to boldly face the things that cause me to tremble. You know the song, "When I am afraid give me Jesus..." well it's true friends. You can have all the rest, just give me Jesus. Essentially what that song is saying is this: What's the problem? Here's the answer..JESUS. Whats the thing that is troubling you? Here's the answer...JESUS. What do you fear? Here's the answer...JESUS. Yes my friends, Jesus is the answer. He is my answer to all of my life's problems...troubles and fears. I need to look at my fears and circumstances in light of how much He loves me. I know He loves me because He demonstrated His love for me on that old rugged cross. He took My shame. My sins. My guilt and died for it...for me...Amazing Grace. And yet I still find it in me to be afraid? Fear is normal, LIVING in fear is not. Have a fearful though is normal, we just have to know where to put that thought and how to move on. We place that fearful thought in His hands, and we ask Him to empower us to live in the freedom from whatever drives us down. We do not have to be a slave to that which we fear. So I say this: Fear, you shall not be my master. By His blood, I am free, victorious, and I have a way out of myself. THANK YOU LORD!!! I pray that this encourages any of you who read this, for I know that in this world there are many many things we can fear, but Christ who has chosen us to be His people before the foundations of the earth was laid, gives us all we need to live a life that is full, filled, and free. And I pray you can (and I) can tap into that with all the joys and blessings that it holds for us.
There is an enemy who would love for us to live in the thing that longs to enslave us, but we have a Master who is stronger than any enemy we may face. Let Him be the ammunition to fight your fears, and watch as the thing that longs to entangle you, is exposed for what it really is...FEAR,SATAN: you will not be our master. In Jesus name, we claim victory. Can I get an AMEN? AMEN. NOW LIVE IN FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!