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.
I was raised in the Primitive Baptist Church. That may mean different things to different people, or it may not invoke any feelings in you. All of this is fine because it is the same Jesus who saves us all.
” For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Romans 6:23 ESV
I thank God for pursuing me. My eyes were opened suddenly one day in the back of a hot auditorium when I was in 5th grade. The Gideons came to school! They gave me my little New Testament Bible, but more importantly they shared the Gospel with me. Yes, they shared the eye-opening Good News of Christ with me and my classmates that day. I am sure they prayed for us before they came. They probably had lots of things to do like gassing up their cars and packing boxes of Bibles. Y’all, it is in the little things that BIG things happen! I am also sure they had lots of other “stuff” they could have done that day….maybe…maybe not? IDK! I do not even know who the man was who spoke to my small group in the back of that auditorium. I am just thankful he was obedient that day!
The gentleman sparked my curiosity, and I wanted to know more, so I subscribed to the “club newsletter.” I don’t even remember the name of it. The literature came in the mail; I read it, and I accepted Christ in my bedroom that day. No, I don’t know the time and date. I know the place-my bedroom in the home I grew up in. I do remember the feeling I had after I asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior that day. PEACE!! Complete peace!!I went out and rode my brown bicycle, and felt like I could literally fly ….I was so light. ……kind of like a feather. There are really no words to describe this peace. It is the same peace that I have today, and I thank God for it!
Nothing compares to the feeling of salvation. The peace that Jesus gives me is undescribable. Oh, How I LOVE JESUS. I am so thankful that He chose me. I pray, dear reader, that you have this same peace.
“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have triublation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”
You may wonder what all this has to do with how I was “brought up.” If the Lord wills, I will continue to share my journey with you on this page. God bless you all!
The text “Who’s Your Daddy” which I have heard Priscilla Shirer so eloquently orotate is very special to me. I just love it! Just the word “Daddy” gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling. This Sunday is Father’s Day, and I know that it can be really hard for many of us for lots of different reasons. I want to encourage you to accept God’s peace and lay your burdens at His feet. He is your Father in Heaven and has already taken care of it all for you.
According to the world’s standards, I am an orphan, but I do not claim that title. My Heavenly Father says that I am His child in John 1:12, “But to all who have received Him-those who believe in His name-He has given the right to become God’s children.” Did you catch that? The God of the universe is your father. Believe in Him and accept Him as your Lord and Savior.
I had a “drug problem” growing up in rural Georgia in the 70s and 80s. (Yes, the 1900s!) I certainly did! My mama drug me to church every time those doors were open!!! And you know what? I thank my God that I had a Mama who did just that! I also thank God that I had a daddy who supported her and made me go when I would whine and beg to stay home with him. Yeah, that is right, Daddy did not go to church with us. And yes, that would have been the best scenario for our family, at least I suspect it would have been, but it was not my reality.
Now, I was a Daddy’s Girl! I thought that man did no wrong, and what he said was gold! After all, he was the “fun” one. He had a mischievous grin that told me when he “was up to something.” He always gave free pony rides on his back, and after we would get the irrigation running on the farm, he and and I would run under the water screaming and laughing at the top of our lungs without a care in the world. I could sit in that man’s lap and talk him into about anything until literally right before he died. But, ya’ll, of course, I know, my daddy was flawed just like I am flawed. My daddy let me down sometimes-not because he did not love me but because he was human. I was the daughter of an alcoholic, and that has brought great turmoil into the life of our family. Bless my Mama’s heart, she stuck it out until God called her home way too early, in my opinion. At the age of 62, she hemorrhaged to death, and Daddy and I watched it. Mama made sure my sister and I were brought up in the church. She was a godly woman. To this day, I don’t know how she put up with us, especially “the alcoholic husband,” but then again “love does cover a multitude of sins” (1 Peter 4:8).
After mama died, I saw a real change in Daddy. I witnessed to him several times. He had a lot of questions. He gave his life to the Lord a couple of years before he died. I praise God for that! People in town told me that Daddy would sit at Mama’s grave for hours at the time. He would have me buy the nicest, prettiest flowers for her grave, but excuse my language-he often made her life on earth hell. I don’t remember him ever giving her flowers when she was living. Yes, he loved her-in his way-just like we all show our love differently.
I loved my daddy, and he loved me! But he failed me a lot just as I am sure I have failed my children. Daddy lived almost three years after Mama died. Since Mama and Daddy have been gone, I have been drawn closer to God than ever. I mean who else do you turn to when your husband has been run over and dragged down the road while working, and your finances are less than stellar, or when your youngest child of only 8 is diagnosed with cancer? I wanted Mama and Daddy. Sometimes, I still do, but no one and nothing on this side of Heaven can fill the longing in our hearts that God can. He is our comfort, our strength, our joy, our everything.
We frail humans turn to many things and people to try to fill us, but friend, we must not expect this from anyone. No one can ever do what Jesus did for us, so I just wanted a little of your time to brag on our wonderful Heavenly Father who will meet everyone of our needs every single time. Yes, I have have had some trying times in my life, and I am sure you have as well. I pray that when trials hit that they will always drive us straight into the arms of Jesus-the Father who will never let us down. In Him, we have complete joy and everlasting life if we choose to accept His free gift.
I hope this Sunday is a day full of joy and peace for you. Remember, run fast and hard into the arms of your Heavenly Father. He will comfort and sustain you. He will never leave you nor forsake you (Deuteronomy 31:8).
BibleVerses to encourage you
“But as many as received him, to them he gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe His name.” John 1:12
“For you are all childrenof God through faith in Christ Jesus.” Galatians 3:26
“Now, therefore, you are no longer strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the sainst and member of the household of God.” Ephesians 2:19
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights , who does not change like shifting shadows.” James 1:17
“Now if we are children, then we are heirs-heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ. If indeed we share in his suffereings in order that we may also share in His glory.” Romans 8:17
The words to “Whose Your Daddy?” can be found in the DVD Bible Study Anointed, Transformed, Redeemed. A Study of David. Video Session 1. By Priscilla Shirer, Beth Moore and Kay Arthur