Things happen in the heavenlies and then manifest themselves on the earth. We think we’re supposed to start on earth and then pray to move the heavens. It’s the other way around. Continue reading “Seated in Heavenly Places”
The First One to Die Wins
Funny how I’ve always heard that “the one with the most toys wins.” But then I tried all of the toys and didn’t feel like a winner. I just had a lot of crap to keep up with and maintain. (Other than the dirt bike that I still thoroughly enjoy.)
But as I get older, I am coming to a much greater revelation. The revelation that the more I die to my life — my desires, my goals, my ideals, my right to be right — the more satisfied I feel. Doesn’t make any sense, I know. But I’ve gained a lot of experience fighting in the past 50 years, and I am starting to realize: I’ve been doing it wrong. I need to have someone else fight for me. That’s what I’ve always wanted. I just didn’t know how to get there. Continue reading “The First One to Die Wins”
Am I the Only One that Argues with God?
Philippians 2:12-14
New Living Translation (NLT)
Shine Brightly for Christ
12 Dear friends, you always followed my instructions when I was with you. And now that I am away, it is even more important. Work hard to show the results of your salvation, obeying God with deep reverence and fear. 13 For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him. 14 Do everything without complaining and arguing …
Did you notice how that last verse stood out? Continue reading “Am I the Only One that Argues with God?”
I Was a Mess
I was a hurt little pup ā¦ and when a person is hurt, they hurt others. When a person is hurt, they also start believing lies. My lies began when I was very young. My parents divorced when I was in first grade. From that point on, I believed I wasn’t as good as others. I wore the shame of divorce like the proverbial scarlet letter. Somehow, I became a second-class citizen. That, among other things, set my dysfunctional course in motion. Living a “lesser life” made me “settle” in a lot of different ways. That single lie and a lot more dysfunctional fertilizer almost cost me my life. Continue reading “I Was a Mess”
I Love Dreams!
Have you ever had a dream where you were spending most of your time driving down the road but you were looking in the rearview mirror? What does that mean? It means you are spending most of your present life focused on your past. Is that God’s best for you? No. Continue reading “I Love Dreams!”
Pain Takes Away Our Free Will
“Pain is just a place where the will has been broken.” That is a verse from a song I heard recently. I can’t get the lyric out of my head. That statement is so profound! It has stuck in my mind lately and prompted me to think about the power of our pain in regard to our free will. Continue reading “Pain Takes Away Our Free Will”
The Day of Epiphany
Yesterday we celebrated the Day of Epiphany. It’s a great day! However, it’s sad that it’s only relegated to one day. Can you imagine living each day as if it were a Day of Epiphany? Continue reading “The Day of Epiphany”
Present, Presents, Presence
I wanted to talk a little about the Advent season. Advent is to me the season of Presence remembered. “Presence” represents God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. This season is our opportunity to reflect on “Presence” and the effect Presence has on people’s lives. If you look at scripture, every single time someone encountered Presence, their true identity was revealed. Some were revealed in their true identity of evil and some in their identity in goodness. Continue reading “Present, Presents, Presence”
Gory to Glory
I have epiphanies in the shower. I don’t know why they happen in the shower but I am thankful that I take lots of showers. This morning the Lord showed me the importance of living our life in Christ. Continue reading “Gory to Glory”
Nice Is Not Fruit of the Spirit
Nice isĀ not a fruit of the Spirit. I had a lady in my class several years ago that was renowned for her “niceness.” After working through the issues of her heart for several weeks (in intensive inner healing), she finally slammed her fist on the table and said, “I’m sick and tired of being ‘nice.'” I applauded her. As a matter of fact, the entire class gave her an ovation. We had all discerned that we were not able to see her for her true self. Continue reading “Nice Is Not Fruit of the Spirit”