Behold, I do a new thing.
It is beautiful,
it is reachable.
Do not go left or right,
but straight ahead.
I am already there.
For the sad, lonely, and underappreciated. We are a community of misfits that need each other for encouragement.
Behold, I do a new thing.
It is beautiful,
it is reachable.
Do not go left or right,
but straight ahead.
I am already there.
No, it is the enemy.
He is not the king of men.
We know that it is the LORD
who reigns.
You're being tested,
learn from it and move on.
Now that is pretty ridiculous considering it's just a big bowl of oatmeal. Sometimes I wish I was actually conducting the crude things the enemy is trying to accuse me of in order to justify the guilt I'm feeling.
Why is this? I remember when I was serving in the military in Korea for one year and the rumors were that I was having sexual relations with just about every man I was friends with. It was actually quite disgusting the things women have to tolerate in order to serve next to them if not in charge of some.
The point is there is a seed of guilt every time we walk out in our new raiment. We are children of God and deserve to be treated with honor and dignity, nothing short will satisfy.
Don't let the enemy be your friend and pray for your enemy. Right? So conflicting and yet this is the world we live in. We too are full of contradictions.
When sin comes knocking on your door pulling you back to where you started… you got this… repent and move on.
You must not follow their gods,
search for the pyramids
and send them to the lake
of burning fire.
While you’re there,
take out the foxes
and the shadows.
Not when someone is watching, but most importantly when they are not. It’s integrity for yourself, for your own conscience.
It will save your soul.
We have a son who suffers from a severe anxiety disorder. It is truly heartbreaking watching him fail at attempts to control it.
We are finally going to medicate him. Pray that the doctors are sensitive to his fragile nature.
I cannot sleep, too much coffee today. I am being attacked by the enemy because I will never measure up. The things I did with that man are unforgivable. I deserve to be lonely and sad.
Redemption is not for me.
What is redemption? Someone stepping in for us taking it all away. Clean as snow, white as a pearl, no more stains.
Washed clean.
You must be mighty,
you must fear God.
You must not be
overly ornamental.
You must be honest
in all things.
Do not be deceived,
you must worship God alone.
You cannot worship the Gods
of the land.
It is promised to lead to destruction.
I have tasted it,
and it is bitter and lonely.
You will be rejected from God.
It is not a place,
it is a state of mind.
It is where you are.
Do not be fooled by your flock.
They hear the words from God,
but do not follow through.
They will know that He
send His prophet.
By the power of Jesus, you no longer have power over me.
I was free born.
You may have used my relationship with God to manipulate me into your web of lies; but, I see you for what you are. So does God.
You cannot deceive God.
You may not be in jail for what you did; but, be aware you will sit in the judgment seat.
You are guilty!
With harassment running rampant and having to serve the mission before my needs left me with a nervous breakdown right before I had to retire.
Don't get me wrong, I am more than grateful that I got to retire at 20 years. But, quite frankly I served all 20 years with integrity.
I do not regret one single decision. They were from a place of honesty and definitely my pain.
So maybe I was in more relationships than I would like to see for my daughter, but that is not my shame.
Maybe I drank too much on too many occasions. That too is not my shame.
How others take advantage of us as survivors of abuse in not our fault. It will never be our fault; the shame lies on them and them alone.
This is so painful to share. God, please help me through this one.
I was emotionally abused by my mother. She has a lot of issues of her own; she is still an addict. It is complicated.
Her mother was not her best ally. I did everything for my mother's approval. It seemed that no matter what I achieved, she always found something negative to say.
Even now you can have a pretty good conversation with her as long as you know the conversation is going to revolve around her. Then toward the end she will convey some bit of wisdom and love. But at the very end she bites you with her words. It is always mean spirited.
This is the relationship I have with my mother. It is messy. It is self seeking. It is dysfunctional.
Now I owe my children a better version of myself for their sake. It is grueling on some days. It seems I cannot move past my own pain and disappointment.
No one ever saw my potential. If they did, they did not convey that to me.
Now I want more than anything for my children to dream the impossible and believe that they can do it for themselves. I also want that for myself.
I was paralyzed with fear yesterday. Complete illogical fear, but that did not keep my body from responding. My nervous system was so attacked I could not keep solids down.
After nursing myself back to health, I sat on the couch to watch a fun show with a bag of Cheeto's; not my normal snack food, but I felt like I just had to.
So, sure I ended up on the toilet one more time before going to sleep. But it felt worth it.
I took a two hour long bath trying my hardest to calm the storm.
It was so overwhelming.
I really hope you can find comfort when and where you need it the most as well.
On the edge of what, right? Exactly. Could be good, could be bad. I know; I'm feeling it too.
Our experience would tell us that something bad had to happen. My kids made a loud noise last night while making dinner and I was instantly in "fear" mode. I was so scared something terrible happened to one of them.
And this is not too far off of the truth. When our oldest child was three, he was bit by a dog and had to go the hospital to get staples. Wow, was it terrible.
It was exactly your worst fear come true. So, I get it. I've had terrible things happen to me, I've seen terrible things happen to my loved ones, and now what?
We can do this. We can walk into liberty and freedom. We can quiet this incessant anxiety that is trying to take us down.
At least it's not depression. But somewhere in the middle would be better than this.
Please, God help us get through this breakthrough without fear.