We all have buttons we’d like to destroy because people keep pushing them. And the results are chaos and turmoil.
This happened to me recently and I recognized that I reacted the same way every time with one particular person. The simple solution of walking away from her was not going to happen because I love her. She is family. And I want to understand what is between us.
So, I asked Jesus how to deal with this because I was beginning to fear her. I’ll call her Lisa. Lisa has a strong personality. But Jesus told me not to go to her in this instance because the problem was not hers but mine. The pain I felt was a button of guilt I had hidden deep inside myself years ago. I hadn’t handled life perfectly and therefore I’d caused pain to others, including Lisa. Continue reading DESTROYING BUTTONS
I hate finding my path filled with obstacles. That’s when I want to sit down and sigh. And wonder if it’s worth the struggle.
Well, that depends on the goal, of course. Obstacles pop up most of the time when we’re pursuing a dream. It isn’t all sunshine and butterflies on the way to completion. Continue reading THE PATH OF OBSTACLES
I watched the movie “The Book Thief”, which was about a girl in the middle of WWII who discovers the immeasurable value of words. And I considered Prophesy. Prophesy is words. Were there no prophecies to warn the people about that war? Why did 6 million Jews and 10 million Christians die when our God of Miracles was very much alive? What did the people miss? And what’s to keep us from missing it again?
Then Father reminded me that escape from any catastrophe comes in believing and those who don’t believe find little opportunity for escape. He reminded me of the hundreds of stories from that era. They were stories of people who smuggled others out of Nazi Germany at risk of their own safety. And stories of those who escaped in miraculous ways. There were a million miracles during that time. Therefore, I concluded, there were a million believers. Continue reading YOU! – must write!
Years ago, I got a new job that required I walk through a scary building twice a day. It was a security check. And it was part of my job.
Light bulbs had burned out in most of the building, so it was pitch black in the hallways. I submitted an order for them to be changed but that took a few days. In the meantime, I had to go through the building.
Friends said I should skip it until the lights were fixed. But I was compelled to do my job correctly. I didn’t want fear to victimize me. So, I searched for comfort and protection through memorizing scripture.
I chose: “God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a strong mind” 2 Timothy 1:7. Continue reading The Scary Building
My awesome broadsword was given to me in the middle of a spiritual battle. It’s a marvelous revelation I want to share with you.
In a dream, I cowered on the floor in a dark corner of an old house. At the front door, a pack of demon beasts clawed and snarled. So, I ran around inside the house and secured the windows and doors, then I retreated to the room farthest away.
Chris Hemsworth showed up suddenly (I think he represented an angel) and began flinging the doors open. His actions caused me to panic and I screamed, “What are you doing?” But he yelled back, “Use your sword!” and then he tossed me a broadsword. Continue reading MY AWESOME BROADSWORD
Repeatedly I’ve come to the end of my formulas and doctrines and resorted to the step that never fails me. I cry out, “Help me, Jesus, help me!”.
And He always answers. Always. He has never ignored this cry. It seems similar to a cry King David often made, although not the exact words.
“I cry out to the Lord; I plead for the Lord’s mercy” Psalm 142:1 Continue reading MY SALVATION
Sitting at home, safe & sound, didn’t prepare me for a journey into the unknown. And the fears lurking out there on that journey could only be addressed as I met them.
One at a time, I had to continue to choose the journey and plow on through. Each time discovering that fear has no power, except to lie to me. And when I believed its lies, I stopped going forward. I pulled back and stayed behind and became enslaved by my choice to fear. Continue reading FEARS LURKING ON A JOURNEY