I just sit here in my cozy robe in awe, praising Him, the One who loves me. Who am I that He would even be mindful to create me, but He did for His good pleasure. He knew every detail of my existence before the creation of the world. The one who set the Earth in the sky decided that He wanted me for this time and purpose to love.
He knew that I would be flawed and sin and do all kinds of bad things. Even still, He loves me. He made a way so that my sin would not separate me from communion with Him. He sent His Son to take on flesh. His blood made atonement for mine and your sins so that once we repent and accept His gift of salvation, He looks upon us as righteous. We are now perfect in His eyes. All of this is too grand to take in! What love is this! May I praise you Father God for ever and ever!
So thankful that none of all the “messes” behind me are futile. To Him, they are fertile ground-ready to be tended, to be shared for His Honor and Glory! ❤️ He doesn’t see them as messes at all! His blood has covered them, making them clean and ready to be used!! He is a good, good Father! I hope you all have a wonderful day!
March 27, 2021 is celebrated as Passover. In Hebrew the word is Pesach or to jump over. Y’all, He loves us so!! He truly leaps over mountains for us.
He is always with us, and He is always for us. When the Israelites were enslaved to harsh taskmasters in Egypt, “The Lord said, ‘I have indeed seen the misery of my people in Egypt. I have heard them crying out because of their slave drivers, and I am concerned about their suffering. So I have come down to rescue them from the hand of the Egyptians and to bring them up out of that land into a good and spacious land, a land flowing with milk and honey'” (Exodus 3:7-8).
See!! He tells us in His Word!! He sees us; He hears us. He knows how we feel! Like any good Father, He longs for His child to cry out to Him, and He will rescue us. Actually, He already has, but we must accept this freedom and walk in it daily.
Yes, we are free in Christ, but we must exercise this rightful privilege that he paid for on a cross for each of us over 2,000 years ago. He tells us to set our minds “on things above” and to “take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.” Therefore, do not live in a prison with invisible bars because He has redeemed us with an “outstretched arm” (Exodous 6:6). We can be guilty of letting so many things imprison us such as wondering what others think of us, being people pleasers, even the legalisms of religious systems.
The sheep were considered gods in Egypt during the Passover. Therefore to kill the sheep and paint the blood on their doorposts was dangerous because it would truly anger their “owners.” The Israelites who obeyed God and killed the sheep, painted the blood on the doorposts and fled Egypt truly trusted God over what they could actually see. Ein Od Milvado means “There is nothing but Him” in Hebrew. There is no other explanation, BUT GOD!!! It was a miracle from God that parted a sea and took the exiles into the land “flowing with milk and honey.”
So as we celebrate Passover and go into Holy Week, let us celebrate Our freedom in Christ knowing full well that He keeps all His promises, and He is coming back one day soon. Let us accept His gift, live for Him, and one day soon we will be in His presence in Paradise.
Self-confidence is overrated! Way overrated! This may sound like a very strange statement from a mom of three, grandmother, and seasoned middle school teacher, but it is true. We can do nothing without God. Can we even make our own hearts beat? No, the One who created us does! Who allowed us to awaken from slumber this morning? Who has blessed us with our cognitive abilities to reason?” The answer to these questions is certainly not us frail humans. For in Him we live, and move, and have our being.” (Acts 17:28)
“It is God that works in us, both to will and to do His good pleasure.
Before surrender, there must be humility, faith, and trust that God is more than able to meet your every need and use you for His honor and glory as He created us to do.
I was a total control freak for 44 years of my life, and I was miserable trying to take care of everything! 🙂 I was carrying so many loads that God never intended for me to carry. It took my then, 8 year old daughter being diagnosed with bone cancer, grueling chemotherapy, more surgeries and blood transfusions than I care to remember. We were told on two different occasions that she had relapsed according to those fear invoking scans every three months.
I accepted Jesus as my Savior on my knees on the floor of my bedroom at 10 years old. I know I was saved, but I struggled with anxiety and depression. I finally surrendered all control and began totally to trust God. The surrender was again on the floor of a room. This time it was the restroom next to the scan room where I prayed every scan that the scans show no evidence of disease. Exhausted and laying on a cold and dirty floor crying, God told me that I was praying the wrong prayer. (No, I did not audibly hear His voice, but I sensed it in my spirit.) I knew I had to pray that whatever the scans showed, whatever happened that He was to be exalted-that all glory was due to Him-that He was in control! I thank God He showed me. I surrendered,. Lord, whatever those scans show, I will be faithful. I will accept. I will quit trying to manipulate the situation the way I want it to go. I will trust you, Father, and I do, and I pray that everyone will have the Peace of Jesus. What a gift it is! I am so thankful for what He has done for me so that peace, joy, and contentment are mine everyday no matter the circumstance. It is so freeing just to trust in Jesus.
We trust Him with our salvation, so why did I want to hang on to the little things in this life for so long.
When I was a little girl and even into adulthood, one of my least favorite jobs was cleaning out my daddy’s ashtray. Yuck! I am 47 years old: Daddy has been gone nine years, but thinking about it still makes me GAG!!! It stunk! It was nasty. It made my head hurt. The Lord has been dealing with me. My heart can be a lot like that dirty ashtray, full of dark, ugly sin. In Luke 11:39, Jesus says, “Now you Pharisees cleanse the outside of the cup and of the dish but inside you are full of greed and wickedness.” It can be easy to clean up the outside, but the hard work is getting rid of the nasty, smelly black inside created by my selfish sinful desires.
I thank God that He sent His Son to atone for my filthy sins. He did what I cannot do, so with faith as that of a child, I surrender; I trust the One who cleansed me white as snow.
” Come, let us settle this,’ says the Lord. ‘Though your sins are scarlet they will be as white as snow; though they are crimson red, they will be like wool. If you are willing and obedient you will eat the good things of the land. But if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured by the sword.’ For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
As I study the scriptures to draw near to the Lord, I want to know my Father’s mind. I did a quick Google search and found that wool is a durable fiber that resists wear. It will shed water and regulate body temperature (keeping the body cool and refreshed). Not only is wool mold and mildew resistant, but it resists odor and fire. What have I to fear? Nothing! He has made my sins as white as snow and like wool that has no stench and can resist the fire of Hell. Not because of anything I have done, but because of His righteousness. With His enduring love and compassion, He has saved me from an eternity of Hell that I deserve to live with Him in glory forever and ever!
“For great is your steadfast love toward me, you have delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol.”
As chaos ensues around me, I can hold fast and stand firm on His promises. I know full well that He is faithful. He has been merciful to me and shown me His favor time and time again. He has called me friend. (John 15:15) He is my peace. (Isaiah 53:5) I praise Him for I am fearfully and wonderfully made! (Psalm 139:14) Hallelujah!
On the night of October 22, 1983 my pastor had a dream. I praise God for giving Carl Campbell that dream and for the fact that he was obedient to our Lord and Savior. I was ten years old and had already made a private confession of faith by repenting of my sins and asking Jesus to live inside of my heart. I had been convicted for quite a while to make a public profession of faith. However, week after week, I would not step out from the security of my pew and take the walk down the aisle, but October 23, 1983 was a different day.
I have no idea what Elder Carl Campbell preached about that Sunday morning. I just remember when the pianist and song leader were about to stop the invitational hymn that my preacher would not let them. He said that he had a dream on the night before that someone really needed to walk down that aisle on this particular day, and that we were not leaving until he had peace over the situation. I was only ten, and I don’t recall the song or how many verses we sang, but I know that we sang for a while.
If I remember correctly, a young lady finally went down front during that altar call and made her public profession of faith. We all thought, “Well good, we can go home now.” Not so quick! Brother Carl said that he knew in his heart that there was another person who had to come down that day before we left church, so we sang and sang. Finally, I surrendered. I looked up at Mama and said, “I want to go.” I asked her to walk with me, and she did.
I was a very timid child, and I often wonder if my life would have taken a different turn had a man named Carl Campbell not obeyed God that day. What if Mama had not taken me to church that Sunday? I have been thinking a lot about this lately, and I truly believe that when God says, “Move,” we better move. When, He says, “Speak,” we best speak. I am thankful for the faithful saints who led the way before me. They obeyed God, and it has made all the difference.
“Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”
Yes, of course, He makes us dwell in safety; for he dwells within us all who have made Him Master of our lives. Don’t be double minded; let His peace rule in your hearts beginning today. Truly, make Him Lord and Savior of your life.
Indescribable peace is available to all who call Him Abba, Father. We are His, and He dwells within us. Having peace in all situations is to keep our minds steadfast on Him, our Creator. We cannot be divided in thought. As we trust in Him, He will not allow His children’s lives to fall to pieces. The opposite of peace is anxiety. In Greek anxiety is translated merimnao which means pieces; so let us be in one accord. Let’s keep our hearts and minds in the word for there is not greater blessing than peace.
One moment I was lying on a operating table with those awful bright lights over my head feeling as if I were being blinded, while the kind OR lady put an oxygen mask over my face saying, “Karen, Karen, Karen,” and Karen was getting fainter each time she said it.
The next time I opened my eyes, I was in the recovery room with a staunch veteran of her field who was scolding me pretty sternly, “Breathe,” she kept demanding.
I was utterly confused and asked, “Is it over? Can I see my husband? Can we go to my room on the floor?” I want to see my husband.” (Yes, these are the “covid” days when our loved ones cannot go with us all the way during surgery.)
“You ain’t going nowhere ’till you breathe!” continued the short, stout, stern nurse.
I was so utterly confused, “Ma’am, I am breathing, or I would be dead!”
Well, you ain’t going nowhere till you breathe more than six times in one minute. Oh…now I understood..I was not breathing enough?!”
I must have finally passed the “breathing test” because I did get to go to my room and see my husband, and he day after my neck surgery, we were able to leave the hospital for home but not without the spirometer to help “strengthen my breathing skills.”
He will wipe away every tear from thir eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.
Revelation 21:4 ESV
Days later, I still can’t shake what the recovery room nurse kept telling me to do, and I keep hearing the words, “Breathe on me. Holy Spirit, breathe on me. Take thou my heart, cleanse every part, fill me with power divine,” from Edwin Hatch’s song in the old redback Southern Baptist hymnal.
Breathe on me. Yes, Jesus, Breathe on me. I want to be so full of the Holy Spirit that it spills out of my being with every breath that He allows me to take and into this noisy, chaotic world to give Him all praise and glory, for without Him, there would be no life.
Christ imparts His Holy Spirit upon us once we repent from our sins and surrender our will for His. I am quite greedy and “want more” as my two-year-old grandbaby will say. I believe that it takes work on my part to get “the more” of the Holy Spirit. I believe that I must stay in His Word, the Bible, obey His words, and pray to my Father in Heaven daily. When I don’t rely on God and His Word, I have found that I make a true mess of everything. I often have to be reminded to breathe in Jesus.
Everything about God is good and worthy of our worship. He is the creator and sustainer of life. He breathed into Adam’s nostrils in the garden of Eden, and Adam had life. John Piper in his article, “Holy Spirit in the Old Testament,” wrote that every breath we take and every chemical transaction in the cells of our bodies is sustained moment by moment by the work of the Holy Spirit.
His Spirit is always with me providing confidence. It teaches me, comforts me, and encourages me. His Spirit allows me to hear and be heard, and I pray that I fully understand and take action for every good deed that He has prepared for me to do. He gives me power to do extraordinary work and to never be fearful while holding on to righteousness because of what He did on the cross for me.
“Do not be anxious beforehand what you are to say, but say whatever is given to you in that hour, for it is not you who speak, but the Holy Spirit.”
Like the nurse in the recovery room had to remind me to breath, I have to daily take up my cross and follow Jesus. Let’s all turn to the Savior who gave His life for us, rose on the third day, and is seated at the right hand of the Father in Heaven. One day, He will set up His new kingdom on Earth, and there will be no need of anymore surgeries or nurses who must remind us to breathe, for we will be completely whole with the Father of the universe who has redeemed us from death. Until then, I am so thankful that His Holy Spirit dwells in me. Salvation is forever. Praise God!
“And He said to all, ‘If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.”
Luke 9:23 ESV
“So then the Lord Jesus, after he had spoken to them, was taken up into heaven and sat down at the right hand of God.”