‘He comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any kind of affliction, through the comfort we ourselves receive from God.’ (‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭1‬:‭4‬ HCSB)

Good morning, CourageousOne,
This is a season of noticing the Creator’s holiness. At least for me it is. It reminds me of seeing life through many different apertures on my camera … altering the filters, removing them, replacing them, and constantly gaining compassionate perspective to be able to stand with courage to see without looking away or ducking out on the hurting ones. All the while, reminding myself and others that God’s got a plan. So, today, when the emotional vampires call, allow the God of the Angel Armies to unleash and remind the life-sucking spirits that you won’t be bound to a box. That would be contrary to the Source of God’s wild power in you. Be filled to turn the foes upside down. Be filled and give hope to the badgering and hurting one. Be filled and chase the nay-sayer into the next world. Because, we don’t see the whole picture, only our part. We don’t have to know today how this all ends. And, that is why our work here is a lifelong, ongoing process…with hope.
Wake up.
Be filled.
Go.

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‘Generation after generation stands in awe of your work; each one tells stories of your mighty acts.’ (Psalm‬ ‭145‬:‭4‬ MSG)

Hello, SupportedOne,
In my dream, I felt the cool, thin skin of her old bony hands steady my ankles then pat the calf of my leg in encouragement. I looked down at her and realized I was standing on the stooped shoulders of an ancient one. I was startled, then panicked trying to get away from her while telling her I must hold her up. Her mouth did not move, yet she looked into me and slowly spoke, “no, no, Annnngelllaaah, this is the way it is supposed to be.”
Beneath her, I saw movement of a transparent skinned hand patting the calf of her leg as the other hand secured her. I realized my anchor was standing on the shoulders of another, with vein-trailed hands bracing her like steel, and that as deep as I could see, a white-haired ancient one was the platform for yet the next, and the next, and the next.
I believe them. Telling the story of our Savior gains strength and draws power from a towering column of those who had boldness to share Truth with you and me. The Ancient of Days has come to us through those dressed in robes, or rags, or the nakedness of their time …. and who chose to be filled to the overflow with His glory. He is still bursting through the ages with as much force as we allow Him to blast up through our cells and share with those He sends across our trail.

Wake up.
Feel God’s force bursting through you.
Share Him.
Go.

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‘Therefore, my dear brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always excelling in the Lord’s work, knowing that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.’ (‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭15‬:‭58‬ HCSB)

Good morning, SweetOne!
When one of my sons has failed to get out of bed on the first call, the second call is a glass of ice cold water thrown on their face. It only has to happen once and then it is not a problem again. (Except, the oldest – it took twice!)
It makes me think – sometimes, we all need ice-water-in-the-face to help us regain our oomph. If you feel that you have lost your mission, confused, or just off balance, you can assume the enemy is at work. Satan likes to keep us worked up and away from our dreams. He plants seeds to shake our eyeballs loose and then drags our weary bodies over shards of broken glass.
But, the King of the Universe powers you. He does not let you keel over at the 1st blow. He won’t let you shrivel up, but enables your bones to head into the homestretch. It would be wasteful and painful to give up your mission now, DearOne. Your work, your love calls.

Wake up.
Stay steadfast.
Go.

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‘Cast your burden on the Lord, and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken.’ (Psalms‬ ‭55‬:‭22‬ HCSB)

Good morning, PreciousOne
Minds can race far away with thoughts of “what ifs”, can’t they. I am a hovering protector with my loves … not so much because I have planned it that way, and not because I was ever completely ready, but, because I so want them to be completely ready in case the is something waiting for them at the edge of the woods.
I can come up with more excuses to stay in the nest than a dog has hairs. But, sometimes, you and I must simply be willing to dive, even if it means a temporary stay away from security or certainty. The Creator brought you here. He brought them to this place too. We can trust Him here.
And, sometimes, we know we must be that wild mother type … the one to kick them off with her hind leg, and let them rouse out their own way, stumbles, struggles, trucks that won’t start, relationships that end, all the images that stop them in their tracks and make them find their own way to His safety.

Wake up.
Loosen some holds.
Go.

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