Words fascinate me. Written words. Simple words turned special. Weak words made powerful. I love to bounce them, shrink them, wind them, place them in wrong places and make them work anyway.
One word changes everything. Look at this one, “Yay, though I walk THROUGH the valley of the shadow of death ….”
God knows we will be in pain. We will grieve. We will hurt. His promise is not to lift us over, walk us around, or make it dissolve, but to walk us through.
Fall into Him, asking your tough questions. Question His plans. Argue your stand. He can take it. And, in the sparks He will summon your soul to bring your weary thoughts to rest.
‘Even when I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will not be afraid,
for you are close beside me.
Your rod and your staff
protect and comfort me.’ (Psalm 23:4 NLT)
‘Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus’. (Philippians 4:7 NLT)
Beloved, your Father God and you have this strange … trusting relationship. Presence. Extreme presence. Quietly filling insight thru joy – insight through bitterness … pouring in, yes, pouring in grace, super-natural grace that covers the tremors of fear, dissolving the doubt.
Quiet trust, in a noise prone heart. Settle down right there. Supernatural grace.
‘The LORD gives his own reward for doing good and for being loyal, and I refused to kill you even when the LORD placed you in my power, for you are the LORD’s anointed one.’ (1 Samuel 26:23 NLT)
It is simple. But it is not easy. Yet … The reward is unspeakably great. When God, the Almighty One, the Everlasting, becomes yours … the glory of it is more than our human, mortal mind can hold!
Restoration. During the process it is often hard to tell, are you in the Spirit of the Eternal One, or is He in the spirit of you?
DearOne, As long as the necessary noise begins, every angle of you that seems slightly wrong, has a promise attached to make you exactly right. Necessary noise.
I don’t pretend to understand His ways, but this I know for sure … His ways are right. His ways are right.
‘And Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, saying, “I will; be clean.” And immediately his leprosy was cleansed.’ (Matthew 8:3 ESV)
‘and while My Glory passes by I will put you in a cleft of the rock, and I will cover you with my hand until I have passed by.’ (Exodus 33:22 ESV)
I’ve been searching scripture high and low Loves, and I can’t find a single verse that promises our days on earth are going to get better.
But, He does promise to protect us on the journey. The space between today and eternity with Him will be rocky. We may fall a few times. But, my God is faithful. He will provide exactly what you need to get through each day…this day.
There is a place, Beloved, where you are allowed to be exactly who your Creator made you to be. If you have ever longed for permission, here it is DearOne: You spend many hours beating yourself up for not being the “perfect fit” to the expectations of others. Stop.
You are now safe to simply be a blessing in your own shoes. Let The Holy Spirit loose in you with no apologies. Living right there, in His story in you – that is the place where your pleasing soul will find rest.
And, you are the only one who can decide to let yourself live there.
“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30 ESV)
Ever wonder how Noah caught all the animals on earth? How did he even find them? And pen them up? God’s Word doesn’t make issue of it. God spoke, and Noah simply obeyed.
Noah let God take care of the details – all those questions in his mind for which he had no answers – all those deal-breakers over which he had no control. Instead, he took care of the parts he could control: his attitude, his responsibilities, his relationships.
There is a lesson there.
‘Noah did this; he did all that God commanded him.’ (Genesis 6:22 ESV)
“Annngelllaah”. My grandmother, ‘Mom Reinking’, is the only one who ever called me by my given name consistently. I loved hearing her drawing out the love-saturated syllables. Slow. Careful. I can hear her voice now.
Beloved, your name sets you apart. It has been appointed to you by The Everlasting Father. For others, your name triggers memories. It stirs them in the thought of you…your Divinely given individuality, your traits, your unique personality. For some a name defines the outdoors, nature, hunter. For others, air, sky, sunlight, trees. For others, music, tone, sound. For others, color, form, shadows, paint, clay. For some, paper, pencils, books fill satisfaction.
The sound of a name pulls to mind the soul of another – their walk, their dance, their peace, their past and future. Each of us has God-Breathed nutrition for our soul.
Your Divinely appointed name tells your story in Him.
Ponder that a while.
‘But God said, Sarah your wife shall bear you a son indeed,
and you shall call his name Isaac [laughter];
and I will establish My covenant or solemn pledge with him for an everlasting covenant and with his posterity after him.’
(Genesis 17:19 AMP)
A fine Friday to you DearOne!
Spend a moment looking back to yesterday, did you grow in the Spirit? I love it that “producing fruit” is not limited to soul-winning, but to every behavior, every action, every prayer, that speaks “I am His”. Each effort of living in the Spirit is rewarded. That is just simply truth of living life in him … evocative and evolving.
Everyday … everyday, we need to grow in Christ’s love. How will you make it happen today?
‘Remain in Me, and I in you. Just as a branch is unable to produce fruit by itself unless it remains on the vine, so neither can you unless you remain in Me.’ (John 15:0, 4 HCSB)
hmmm. That’ll make you scratch your head. Didn’t see that coming. Splattered with sarcasm.
It was a blistering brush-off to a great idea. To progress.
Ok, Eternal One, help me deal with yet another belittling slam from the oppressor.
What am I supposed to do with this?
And, as always, when I stop my rant and get still, He answers:
‘But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;’ (Matthew 5:44 KJV)
Tenderly hushed. Ohhh.
His gentle arms lifting to love once again. Oh.