July 19, 2019 cauldrons


Good morning, DearHeart.

Aren’t these two the cutest? That taller one and I have been through a thing or two. Sometimes we’ve brought it on ourselves, sometimes, it’s come from an outside source. I’ve told you my bent for remembering dates and numbers. It’s a weird and mostly useless tick. Last fall, I remember the date, there was a meeting with an outsider that over the course of the next few days and weeks left me hanging onto my Creator by a thread. Good thing His hold is stronger than mine. And, that Dale is strong when I am weak. What do people do who don’t have Christ when their world gets rocked?

It was an awakening.

I was swimming in a cauldron of bitterness and bile. (That’s another bent of mine – to get stuck there).

Psalm 3:1-4 became my anthem.

“O Lord, how many are my foes! Many are rising against me; many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my Glory and the Lifter of My Head. I cried aloud to the Lord, and He answered me from His holy hill. Selah” Psalms 3:1-4 ESV

The answers to my questions are simple if I allow them to be simple. Bitterness stays, as long as we allow it a crack to enter.

Emotion that comes from honesty,

respect that comes from challenge, and the form of love that exists between people whose minds have touched,

whose hearts have touched,

whose souls have touched.

Think of those with whom you can say:

Our minds touched.

Our hearts touched.

Our souls touched.

Those God has gifted to us to share life’s peaks and face-slamming rock bottom scum. His power comes through relationship.

Love makes me shudder, shakes me. Inside and out it destroys me and fuels me.

You, DearOne, are a vessel of beauty. Of life. Of love…though most of us don’t know it. We continue to leave a crack. Seems like all the forces of evil are dead set against us most of the time. Love, for yourself and for others can be the hardest battle – it isn’t going to fall in your lap. You’ve got to trust Father God and rely on His help while you fight for it. God wins.

Choose to be bitter or choose to laser in on the God Who Wins who fights for the best for you and yours.

Wake up.

Soak in ‘God Wins’.


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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