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BEING UN-OFFENDABLE

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I began writing 5 easy steps to being un-offendable when I realized that I don’t believe in steps.  They’re formulas and formulas are an act of striving to change ourselves using our own minuscule power. It’s extremely hard work and seldom succeeds.

So, I scrapped most of what I wrote and voted for telling you the story of the first time I decided to stop being offended.

It happened when Hunny and I were dating and we had a fight because he said something that offended me.  It was happening frequently because he’s an outspoken man and rarely beats around the bush.

But this time he said, “Look, this isn’t going to work if you keep getting offended.  First off, I’m not going to change.  This is who I am.  And this is how I talk.  I love you and you can believe that or not.  It’s your choice.  But you can’t manipulate me.  So, figure it out because this won’t work.” Continue reading BEING UN-OFFENDABLE

IN THE SPIRIT OF LETTING GO

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Back in the day, when Hunny and I were more immature, we’d have some rip-roaring episodes now and then. Father never condemned me for any one of them and as I look back now, I can see His hand in each one. They were how we learned to live with each other, give each other wide berth to be ourselves, and respect the strength we inherently possessed individually.

Honestly, neither of us thought our marriage would survive very long. We were both so strong-willed and assertive. The match was definitely equal.

But we did learn. Sometimes unwillingly.

And we didn’t always go to bed in forgiveness. However, we often woke up that way.

It used to surprise me when I’d turn around and suddenly love him dearly when only moments ago anger had been spilling over. I remember the first time it happened, I resisted. After all, I was mad at him, wasn’t I? Shouldn’t I still be?  He hadn’t apologized.  And he had hurt my feelings.  I’d even cried my heart out.

But my Spirit would insist that I should simply let it go, and let love and laughter fill the space between us again. It was weird. We hadn’t settled anything. Shouldn’t we sit down and talk about this at length? Shouldn’t we hash out the boundaries?

Nope. Apparently, we shouldn’t. According to the Spirit inside me, we should leave what lies behind and step into the Joy and Love that is freely available.  It felt unfinished like leaving dirty dishes in the sink.  But it also felt like release and like lightness shining.

I learned to let go.  I learned to laugh and hug and kiss without knowing the answers to the questions.  And I learned to relax.  No one had to be in control when Love was around.  Mostly, I learned to let Father worry about it.  He’s a lot smarter than me anyway.

I know this isn’t traditional Christian teaching. But this is what we came to know as the resolution to all things. Let it go. Let it be. We weren’t wise enough to fix the inner workings of our personalities and characters. Only Holy Spirit knows what lays at the bottom and how to mold it. So, we let Him do what He does best.

And if the situation required a forthcoming decision, then we were a bit more respectful of each other in the following discussion.

I wanted to share this with you because, just maybe, your relationships aren’t traditional either.  And just maybe you need to hear that it’s OK.  Maybe you too have discovered unconventional means of resolution and healing.  And maybe it is the good thing to do.  The peaceful, loving, and restoring thing.

When Father’s Spirit lives inside us, He is more than capable.  He can do so much more than we have learned.  And we truly can lean on Him for resolution and love.  He is overflowing with it and gives it freely.

Hunny and I don’t live with old resentments or wounds and we have never given much time to apologies.  But if you ask either of us what has kept us through the years, we’d probably answer “Letting go and laughing”.  It’s miraculous.

Thank you for joining me on this journey.  I send blessings to accompany you on yours.

Faith

ONE WAY MY SPIRIT MESSAGES COME

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I’d like to share with you one of the ways Spirit messages come to me from Father.  He has many ways, but one He has used often is an “impending” feeling that won’t leave me. As though something is hovering over my head and heart.  It’s similar to a person standing at the front door waiting for me to come and open.

 

Father is a gentleman.  He isn’t rude and intrusive.  And He often treats me with the same kind of respect that I approach Him.  He knocks and waits for an invitation to speak.

Often the sensation is so strong that I can’t continue whatever chore or task I’m in the process of doing because the sensation doesn’t go away. That doesn’t mean that it can’t go away. It can. I used to walk away from it because I didn’t know what it was and I misunderstood it as a sort-of anxiety. But it’s not anxiety at all.

It’s more aptly described as a “visitation”.

 

Another description of this experience is that it’s similar to receiving a beautifully wrapped gift. As the gift sets in front of me unwrapped, my spirit soars in anticipation.

Except this anticipation becomes intense as though it is vibrating or humming. And it gets even more intense as I begin to pay attention to it. Sometimes it weighs so heavy that it feels like it’s pressing on my lungs and I labor under it, eventually to the point that becomes a bit painful to bear.  Like a water balloon that keeps getting more and more full, eventually, the weight feels as though it will explode.

 

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Sometimes I go into my bedroom and shut the door or sit in a quiet room of the house. And if He doesn’t automatically begin speaking soon, I’ll say, “Do you have something to tell me? I’m listening.” (Like Samuel did as a child in the temple when God kept calling his name in the night.)

I open and release my imagination screen for His use because He often illustrates what He’s saying through a vision-like picture/video.  His illustrations add detail to His Words and I crave every piece of my gift like the icing flower on a cake.

 

Whatever begins playing in my imagination, I let it freely express.  My hands are off.  No censor here.  And even if it gets wild and beyond my expectations, I let it play because this is Him.  Not me.

Sometimes the messages are very personal and weighty like when they speak to my destiny or purpose. Those are definitely not something I share with others. (Don’t throw your pearls before the swine). These are treasures to be kept in my spirit, possibly noted in my Journal, but guarded highly. And that’s not to say that others are swine, lol. It’s simply that no one can value it or respect it like I do because it’s not theirs.

There are also messages that come for others. They are usually encouragement and confirmation. And those are for sharing freely.

Thank you for joining me on my journey.  I hope it is a blessing to yours.

Faith.

WILL I OFFEND SOMEONE? CAN’T I WRITE ANYMORE?

 

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I was working on a couple of my new books last night when fear attacked me. It said, “Will I offend someone? Can’t I write anymore?”

I smiled, cocked my head, and I chalked this up to another piece of information. The spirit of offense wants me to be silent.

 

You see, I received an explosion from an offended group a few days ago.  I thought they were close friends and I had no idea what I’d written would offend them. Continue reading WILL I OFFEND SOMEONE? CAN’T I WRITE ANYMORE?

I LOVE YOU, BUT I CAN’T “DO” CORPORATE ANYMORE

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It was a weird phenomenon I didn’t expect.  A conference of my peers and friends left me at home wondering whether to spend the money to go and be with them?

And I decided the answer was “no”.  Why?  Well, it has little to do with them, of course, and so much to do with me.

I knew there would be corporate worship.  And then teaching time.  All of it would be awesome and rewarding to anyone who went.  Except, probably me.

No, I’m not a hardcore introvert.  I actually have a very extrovert side which loves to engage with people.  I especially love the one-on-one.

But.  And there is a very big “but”.  I can’t do it anymore. Continue reading I LOVE YOU, BUT I CAN’T “DO” CORPORATE ANYMORE

WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

 

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Family trouble is heartbreaking enough, but when I was facing another visit from them, Father showed me a different way to pray. It involved understanding that I have a kingdom. He’s shown me this scenario several times now. Continue reading WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

EATING THE FRUIT OF OUR WORDS

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One of my neighbors shared with me, that this town, community, and the area is filled with evil, hateful, disgusting people and it’s a horrible place to live. I was shocked, like a deer in the headlights, but she calmly maintained that everything she felt was the only truth.

I said that I was living the polar opposite and that I love this place and everyone here. Continue reading EATING THE FRUIT OF OUR WORDS

CHRISTIAN BULLIES ARE AMONG US

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It’s true there are Christians who behave like bullies.  Some bullies are not aware they are bullying.  Other bullies are taught to be bullies by their churches and bible schools under the guise of debate.

One Christian brother told me that he learned debate techniques in a School of Ministry which practiced aggressively, combative techniques.  “I sliced and diced with my tongue, winning all but one of those debates” he told me. Continue reading CHRISTIAN BULLIES ARE AMONG US

WHAT HAS TERROR DONE?

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My parents unwittingly took me to find terror for the first time in my two-year-old life.   I screamed, I clawed at Daddy begging him not to take me and he did what most Daddy’s would do. He slowed his pace and talked to me.  He held me in his arms and reassured me. He coaxed me forward and reasoned with my fears. Gradually, bit by bit he got me down to the shores of Lake Erie. Continue reading WHAT HAS TERROR DONE?

OBAMA AND TRUMP – GOD’S TAKE ON OUR POLITICS

sadness-451917_960_720I was puzzled by the lack of logic which made Obama president,  and now I’m amazed at the similar response making Trump popular.  Then I heard Father tell me not to stand in wonder, amazed.  And this is what He caused me to see.

People are desperate for radical change, but don’t know what that Continue reading OBAMA AND TRUMP – GOD’S TAKE ON OUR POLITICS