June 6, 2017 birthing

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Good morning, Beloved. 

Suffering, 

and anguish,

and pain have to happen in this human life. 

It has to happen for you and me to understand that Christ’s death, was really not a death at all, but a birth. Its a paradox of sorts, isn’t it?

Within you is a place where resurrection is rising. When you come to the place where you begin to experience a love so absolute that nothing can defeat it, then you begin to experience the birthing power of Christ’s passion that has been unleashed upon the planet 

and the world 

and the universe – 

the universe that lies within you. 

His love … unleashed in you and me can only happen if you surrender every thought to Him. Then, love consumes. Full-on. Full-tilt. 

And, your suffering becomes not anxiety-filled or masochistic, or ever-painful … it takes on a spotlight of pure sacrifice, a pure kind of abandonment love. 

The suffering place … yeah, this pain is becoming a place where the full force of mercy is consuming. Surrender to the love. 

The process has already begun whether you see the Love at work or not. 

You realize it has to happen just as Christ’s resurrection had to happen from His brutal death – the suffering was the only way the birthing power of love could erupt. 

Life-death-life. 

Life happens upon the surrender, DearOne. 

This is the vital clue to surviving the horror of the dark nights – I have discovered through the help of The Most High God, that His love is the sustaining power in you and me through a dark night and it is here to prepare you for the miracle of your birth. 

When the suffering happens, it opens a place in you of total, absolute, final surrender because there is nothing you, as an ego, 

or as a person,

or as a brilliant intellectual,

or as a bum, 

or as a seeker, 

there is nothing anymore that you can do. You can only open to let the process do you.

“God raised up the Lord and will also raise us up by His power.” 1 Corinthians‬ ‭6:14‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

Wake up. 

Let the process do you. 

Go. 
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About lewis3sunz

I am a blessed woman. Wife, daughter, mother of 3sunz, sister, author of 'Spirit Move Me: Memos to you that sway with the Holy Spirit', Jesus loving Oklahoma girl, I love exploring truth, early morning is my favorite time of day, teacher/trainer, lover of books and news and fascinated with butterflies, extreme right brained pondering creature; enjoy helping others find meaning, tap into their own inspiration and intuition to work more effectively, and overcome struggles and the rising and falling of life in the everyday grind and in small business/micro business worlds. Blessed with the crazy notion, the wild-eyed foolishness, and the madcap belief in the simple idea that I might help one to make a decision that makes a difference in the world . . . as stated by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s famous quote…“To know one life breathed easier because you lived, this is to have succeeded.” I get to use my small business background as a former owner of a Flower Shop and Hallmark Store and former co-owner of Disability Specialists, LLC, to help folks build dreams. I hold a M.Ed with emphasis on Adult Training and Education. I’d love to get my Doctorate in Educational Leadership . . . someday. My work centers on the belief that inside each of us lives a mesmerizing soul waiting to be revealed. Every day we can choose to trust the magic of our calling and take those unconventional moves to unlock an enchanted journey. I serve as Business and Industry Director and Business Development Services Coordinator at Canadian Valley Technology Center in Chickasha, Oklahoma.

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