Greetings!

In my last post I talked about understanding my issue with procrastination. I hesitate to use the term “my” procrastination, because that spirit does not belong to me. I am not claiming that over my life. I am learning that the words we speak are powerful. The Bible says that, “our tongues have the power of life, and death.” (Prov. 18:21) So, we have to speak life into our lives, and into the lives of others.

I am so glad that God loves us enough to never loosen His grip on us. And, even though that revelation anchors me I often struggle with knowing my place in Him. I mean…I know His word, and I believe His promises. Yet, I still find myself sometimes doubting what I know. How is that possible? It’s possible because we are human, and our physical (carnal) bodies are in constant conflict with our spirit. So, how do we fight? “We put on the Lord, Jesus Christ.” (Romans 13:14)

God has given us the Holy Spirit to help guide us. He helps us to stay on the narrow road. When we begin to wander too far, He calls us back. He brings to our remembrance those things that are already within us, and I am so grateful. I know that procrastination, or fear, or doubt, or whatever we choose to call it, has no place in our lives. For a moment, I forgot who I was…or, should I say, “Whose I was.”

I know that I am a woman of faith….and, my faith is strong. I know that my life…just as it is—has a purpose. I know that God loves me, and I know that there is no good thing that He will withhold from me. That’s what His word says, and He has no reason to lie to me.  The word says that, “In Him, we live and move and have our being.” (Acts 17:18)

So, when we are going through those times of uncertainty…we just have to remind ourselves of that.

Until next time…

Be blessed!

Greetings!

I’m not sure if you noticed, or even if I should point it out, but I have changed the name of my blog back to the original name. I originally started this blog because of my book, “Let My Life Be A Testimony,” and then somewhere along the line I started to feel like something was wrong with that. It was almost like I was shamelessly plugging my book every time someone came onto my site. Ok…I know that doesn’t make any sense at all, but just bear with me. I feel like all of a sudden I have been awakened to this revelation that has been there all the time, and didn’t see. God has blessed me more than I can even tell you. When I wrote my book, God not only gave me every word to write, but He also gave me the strength to let it go.

I have always felt that there was something wrong with selling something so personal. “Let My Life Be A Testimony” was like my baby. God allowed me to give birth to a dream I had held in my heart as far back as I can remember. But, what I was seeing is not what God was trying to show me. God was showing me who I could be in Him when I let myself go, and I was seeing someone who wasn’t worthy enough to even tell anyone I had written a book.

But, here’s the thing…God knew even that. He knew that I would drag my feet not wanting to be noticed. He knew that I would stand in the background… watching other people live out their dreams wishing I could do the same. So, He has been slow-walking me into my purpose… teaching me how to appreciate all of those things about myself that drive me crazy in other people. He has been showing me “me,” and it hasn’t been easy. What I have been seeing as procrastination is really not procrastination at all…it’s fear.

Knowing that gives me hope, because now I know how to fight.

“For the weapons of our warfare are not of the flesh but have divine power to destroy strongholds.” (2 Corinthians 10:4)

Until next time…

Be blessed

Greetings!

Today, I went to the funeral of a 28-year-old man, and it was heart-wrenching. I watched his friends and family file past his casket, and it took me back to the funeral of my own nephews. They both died way too young.  I looked at him lying there, and I felt this anger deep down in my soul. I am so tired of losing our young people to these senseless acts of violence, especially our young men. The enemy has a target on the backs of our young boys. He does not want them to be the spiritual warriors that God is calling them to be. They keep fighting one another when they should be fighting him.

He wants to keep them distracted on things like territory, and respect, and control…when none of that really matters. When you think about that it sounds kind of silly. They are fighting over something that none of them can ever really fully possess. Everything in creation belongs to God.  Every corner, every block, every street…none of it belongs to us…and guess what? We can’t take it with us even if it did. Our young men are dying in alarming numbers over nothing.

Funerals have a way of making you take stock of your life…especially when it is the death of someone who was so young, and I think that’s a good thing. We need to re-evaluate our lives from time to time…to make sure that we are still on the path…pursuing the purpose. We have to make sure that we are still striving to make a difference in the world. We have to find a way to reach out to those who are lost…not just the young folks, but all the folks…young and old. The Apostle Paul says, “So we tell others about Christ, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all the wisdom God has given us. We want to present them to God, perfect in their relationship to Christ. That’s why I work and struggle so hard, depending on Christ’s mighty power that works within me” (Colossians 1:28-29). We have to be willing to leave our comfort zones, and talk to someone about the saving grace of the Lord, Jesus Christ. That...is why we’re here.

Until next time…

Be blessed

Greetings and Happy New Year!

I just want to let you know that I stuck to my promise…I did not make any New Year resolutions, and it felt great. I am determined that this year will be the beginning of a new more adventurous me. I have always been a worrier…although I like the word cautious. I try to plan out everything. A good friend once told me that I needed to be more spontaneous, but I tried to even plan that. But, this year I am not going to feel guilty for making a mistake, or falling asleep when I stay up reading too late, or for staying in bed a little later some mornings. I am giving myself permission to rest in who God has made me to be. I know that it won’t be easy, but I trust in the promises of God. His word says that I am more than a conqueror, and I believe that. I want to love deeper this year, and not try so hard to make people love me back. I want to enjoy every day…even the ones that cause me to say scriptures out loud…lol.

I love the Lord, and I know that everything He does is good—whether I think so at the time or not. I know that God hears my prayers, and that He has put in me everything that I need to be the woman of God that He has called me to be. I know that I have the power of the Lord within me, and that gives me strength for the journey. I trust Him in a way I never have before. He is opening up new ways for me, and little by little, I am beginning to see the vision.

I know that everything I went through last year is bringing me to a new place in Him. He is my Comforter, my Hero, my Friend…and although His teaching is sometimes hard, I know that He is working it out for my good.

Lord, I pray for the person who is reading this message today. I pray that you reveal to them a new way of seeing…that they begin to see with their hearts—and not their eyes. I pray that they will see the manifestation of whatever dream you have given to them. I pray that they will hold on to Your promises, and that whenever they feel weak they will remember that they have an Advocate who is standing by waiting...

Until next time…

Be blessed!