Friday, July 1, 2011

It is by grace we have been saved, but by choice we walk in the light

Recently I have been thinking about sin, and its relation to our fleshly nature. It is quite obvious that there is sin in this world. As Adam and Eve ate the fruit from the tree of good and evil sin entered this world. However, it is "by grace you have been saved(B) through faith. And this is(C) not your own doing;(D) it is the gift of God," (Ephesians 28) For our own doings is sin, but by God's grace we are saved.

So it is by God's grace we are saved, but as humans we have to make the conscious decision to be saved by grace. To walk in the light of Jesus Christ that he honestly gave his life up for. He DIED , so we could have grace, he died so we could walk in the light!

Now being saved by grace is a fact, but choosing to walk in that isn't always so cut and dry. You see human nature, rather fleshly nature of the delights in sin. While our spirit is SCREAMING no, our flesh is screaming yes. For example, Your flesh is lusting, and really I mean lust happens, and the flesh seems to have no problem with it. But your soul is saying and telling you that lust is wrong, and true joy is in the arms of the father. So instead of lusting why don't we “Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation." (Matthew 26:41 a) And we often don't because "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” (Matthew 26:41 b) So our spirit and our God conscious says yes to leaving our sin, and walking on the straight and narrow, however our flesh says no. Our flesh finds comfort in our sin.

The book of Second Peter talks about how "The dog returns to its own vomit, and the sow, after washing herself, returns to wallow in the mire." (2 peter 2:22) And that is often how it is with us as humans. Like a dog we return to our sin instead of returning to "whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, and whatever is admirable" (Philippians 4:8)why because as stated earlier, only our spirit is willing but our flesh is weak.
So where is the hope in all of this you may ask? I have just basically said because we are human we sin and we are never going to get out of sin because our flesh likes it too much. NO! There is hope. You see as children of God when we decided to give the devil no power in our life that also gives our flesh no power. And really this whole “fleshly nature” thing has no power because as children of God the devil has no power in our lives.

So it is all about making a decision that seems pretty simple, however in reality sometimes it really isn’t. Who do we give the power in our life? Do we give it to Jesus, our Daddy, or do we give it to the father of lies, the devil. If you’d ask me chilling out with my vomit or rolling around in the mire just after I have washed doesn’t seem like too much fun. So instead I make the daily decision to follow Christ and walk away from my vomit and instead into the forgiving everlasting, protecting and homey arms of my Jesus.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

...

I have no new inspiration,
No admirable thoughts
No words of encouragement
No peace and love to be brought

I brought it all
Laid it out on the table
Said my part
Gave myself away
And am left with a lost heart

My heart is not broken
Just has no place to go
It's sitting inbetween the to and fro
Waiting to be picked up
And brought to the better place
Waiting to earnestly seek my father's face

Waiting to be held in his arms
But how do I to get the hands
That hold the world
How do I come to him
Where do I turn?
Is it left or is it right
Is it straight ahead, or a backwards fight
How do I climb out of this valley
When the storms keep crashing down
This is not my destiny
Not where I am meant to be

I am meant to dwell on the mountain top
Where glory and rains and freedom falls
But the terror storms won’t stop

But I will climb
I will fight the weariness
I will battle the rain
For the glory is mine to gain

On a mountain top I will dwell
In the presence of Glory
In the arms of love
And the threshold of eternity

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Oh Daughter of God, the KING is ENTHRALLED by your beauty.

Yet again it has been some good while since I have blogged. But coming in inspiration spirts is better than nothing.
I am about to enter a new chapter in my life, but just recently I have been getting to know some people better that live in the general proximity of the town in which I live in. Just a little bit ago, I was able to spend some time with a woman that i ADMIRE, LOOK UP TO, am INSPIRED BY, and who is BEAUTIFUL. It was great to just sit down with out the business of life and just talk about life. Somehow, maybe because we are both women, we started talking about beauty. Oh beauty, how sometimes I can love it but other times I just hate it. Furthermore our conversations lead into the topic of; are we beautiful. OF COURSE the woman I was speaking to IS BEAUTIFUL, but what broke my heart that night, and what I just can't seem to get off my mind, is what she thought of herself. No matter how much I look up to her, how many times people tell her, she doesn't see that she is BEAUTIFUL, yes she may know she is ...pretty... but really she is BEAUTIFUL, she glows, her personality just exudes love for others and care for others. So I told her that she was beautiful, and that even the thought of her not being beautiful is preposterous.
My heart ached. Not just my heart but rather my soul ached. Inside I was crying and I had to fight physical tears. It just made me so sad to know that, there are people in this world that just don’t know that they are gorgeous. The father of lies has infiltrated the lives of women on earth so much. However Father God created us and created us beautifully. Psalm 46:10 basically says: Oh Daughter of God listen to me, The KING is enthralled by your beauty, honour him for he is your Lord. You see the word enthralled, is so much deeper than I first thought. The King is not only attracted to, or made aware of our beauty but he is ENTHRALLED. The dictionary tells me that enthralled means to hold, spellbound, captivate or enslave. So this is what God thinks about his daughters. He is captivated by us, like a spell was on Him (there is no spell there is just his LOVE). And I mean God doesn’t make mistakes he created you fearfully and beautifully and wonderfully.

After thinking about all of this, and realizing what the bible says about God’s beautiful daughters, I kind of feel a little bad. However I feel inspired; or more so determined. ATTENTION WORLD my gears have been ground, I have become ANGRY with the lies of the devil, I am INFURIATED, with how the father of lies has messed with the women of this world. I just get frustrated, at how he plagues the minds of females with guilt, I want to punch him in the face. (sorry that was a lil violent). But really we think we sin, and are then terrible people, we discount our relationship with the Father, because we think we are not good enough. Or our sins are too big, we don’t think we are beautiful. The devil takes delight in all of this. And the world says it’s ok. Because if we are confident and know we are beautiful and walk in that, we may be called conceited. If we live a life where we know we can be forgiven, and our sins are washed away, and where we live with God by our sides. Yes we will be persecuted. But guess what that’s the world and not the Father. The devil, and not the Master. So with all of that, it just makes my desire for God grow stronger, yes my heart aches more, but my passion to change this word for Christ is bigger. I NEVER want any one, let alone the people I love to believe the lies of the enemy. I plan on making it my career, and it already is my life goal to lead a passionate life after Christ as a woman leader to lead the hearts of other women into the LIGHT of JESUS

SO WOMEN
Take heart, I think you are beautiful, all of you. Nothing you have done or ever could do can discount your beauty in God’s eyes.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My heart

Yet again I have not blogged in a while but I am here again.
Today was an interesting day in my life. I can't explain it eloquently, as I don’t know how.
However I saw some people that really mean a lot to me today, women, other women that have lived life and are still living vivaciously. These women inspire me to be better and to be real and to be true. These women know how to show love to others and I look up to them. Women, who have lived their lives and have gone through struggles, have great testimonies and become great mentors. Struggles are a part of life, as is pain emotional and physical. However community, prayer, and conversation are also a part of life. And so is love, so please when someone wants to love you, or show you love, or hug you, or just be there for you when you tears are flowing in copious amounts, let them love you, let your emotions free, and most of all let Pappa love you. So please all of my fellow women out there take heart. There will be a time and a day when your testimony and your prayers will help another and will bless another. Struggles are a part of life but they are not your entire life. Be loved today and know that you are not alone you belong and your past does not define who you are, and every day is a new day to love and be loved
Peace and Love world

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Dear Liberty

Dear Liberty University can you make signing up for classes easier you are really stressing me out and  I don't want to be stressed, why can't this just be easier! Grrr x 1000.
Sincerely #reallyneedstogetherparentsoffherbackandfinishallthisuniversityandscholarshipcrap
peace and love

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Winter’s Filth

This blog has been lonely lately…
                However today as I was walking down the street, I got… I don’t know if you would call it inspiration, but more so the inclination to write again.  It’s “springtime” according to the calendar however I see no springing in the nature around me. In the past few days I have seen more death than I have seen life. I walk down the street and I see dead mice, squirrels, possums and other such creatures. To me it seems more than usual but maybe I am just noticing it more. Death and decay of animals is not the only thing I see. I see garbage, filth, grime, stuff that the “end” of winter has washed up. The streets are littered with pop cans, wrappers, dog feces, and just general filth, the grass is being choked out by the left over road sand and salt. I want to say it is like the spring has brought about nothingness, but the opposite is true. The spring has surfaced the junk; the dead, the ugly, and the stuff that makes me cringe. All I can think of is when will this be gone, when will the grass break through the layer of filth and death and breathe life again, what will it take to clean winter’s mess up.
                Now considering the fact I have been doing a lot of walking lately I have been able to relate winter’s filth to life. Every one goes through a “winter” or “valley” at some point in time. And right now I feel like when will winter’s filth leave. Will there ever be a time in life where all the junk the hard times has left behind will be cleaned up. What kind of work is it going to take to clean life of the junk that has been left behind? Will all the junk that was left behind choke the rest of life out? You see there is hope though, because summer has to come, the trees will blossom and the birds will chirp again. However summer is not just going to come the earth has to work for it, it has to push through the junk, and the humans have to clean up. Just like in life the good times aren’t just going to come it takes work. But the good thing is all the junk winter left behind, when we become strong enough we can throw it away, give it away.
                Jesus wants it and he will take it so you never have to see again. It’s hard to give it to him, and it may hurt a bit too. And the places in between when the snow buried you and made you look alright, to the place where you blossom and blow in the wind—it HURTS. Being suffocated by the filth is a constant fight to stay alive, so why do we stay here so long, why can’t we bone up and give it all away to him. Why can’t we stop fighting to stay alive, and just let him take what’s killing us. Cause if we give just a bit, the fight may get easier for a bit, but the filth will fall back if you don’t give it all away. So give it away throw out the junk and bring in the Joy and peace. It’s all or nothing world

So the moral of this grammarless blog rant is
GIVE IT ALL TO JESUS
                Winter will leave it’s filth on us. The hard times suck and make our spirits scream. Yes it feels like there is this bottomless bit within my gut where the filth weighs down, but open your heart so he can take it all away, he will take winter’s filth and destroy it and summer will come, and really dancing with the Father in summer fields, being picked up off your feet and carried with love, being cradled in the fathers arms… so much better than being covered in winters filth
Yes I know the question is how in the world do I get rid of it for good? Easier said than done … oh how I know all to well.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Not Alone/Did You Love Me?

Recently I was suppose to submit some pro-life like literature to our local RTL chapter that I am on the board for. So I went to my computer for fifteen minutes and I started writing. This is the product, enjoy bloggers enjoy :)

Not Alone
Voices
With no sound
Voices that can’t be heard
A voice that screams silently
A voice that doesn’t scream alone
A life that lives peacefully
A life that dies in terror
A life ripped from home
A life not going alone
A cell no longer
A life that has become
A life that screams silently
A life not dieing alone

Did You Love Me?
The meeting of two to create me
Without regard of the life I could have become
The night is over
We all go home
Nothing seems different
No one was phased
The next day comes
And then it goes
Destruction repeats itself
But no one is phased
But I am changing I’m bigger now
The next month comes
My blood is flowing
 My heart is beating
 I even have a brain
Mommy was sick in the morning
I’m not to sure why
Every morning mommy is sick now
But every night I see a bottle
I see different big men
It doesn’t make me feel good
It hurts
It takes all the fight I have to stay alive
Does mommy know I’m here?
Does she know I hurt?
2 months have come and gone   
Since the two came together to create me
I have fingers
Hands
When I move them I can feel things
There are things over my eyes too
But I am still hurting
But I want to push on
I know I can
Mommy loves me …
She will help me all she can
The bottle is gone
I don’t see any big men
But I feel something that hurts
Hurts more than normal
It’s sticking into me
Ouch my leg
It’s being pulled!
MOMMMY
MOMMMY
NOOOOO
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
I LOVE YOU
DON’T LEAVE ME
I’m talking from heaven now
Where I will always be
I fought as hard as I could
But mommy didn’t want me  
When mommy comes to heaven to meet me
When mommy comes to her eternity
I’ll ask:
Did you love me?

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Too much to ask?

Today my motive to blog is not good that is not for sure, it is not Godly and it is not to be inspiring
Today my blogging is for me! I know terrible
So today I received very disappointing news. I auditioned for a team at the university I will be going to called Youth Quest. It would be like my dream come true. I would have been away the majority of weekends ministering to youth with the team. I would be part of the improve team. I would be using acting, improve my “talents” that I actually enjoy using for God and his kingdom.
But today I got a “we regret to inform you email”
GOD I DID NOT WANT TO SEE THAT
Note I did not just use the Lord’s name in vain. I meant what I said
Seriously I did not want to see that. I was banking on getting accepted to that program, it came with a scholarship whatever it was I don’t care because money doesn’t matter to me. I was banking on it because I would be involved in a program that I WANT  to be in, not a program to look good on a resume or application, not a program to please my parents. I WANTED to do it, I have so much passion for drama and for youth and my Father’s kingdom it was perfect. Until I didn’t get accepted, honeslty I want to know what I did wrong, how did I mess up, why wasn’t I good enough
This past year has been FULL of letdowns like this
I spent 6 years building and participating in a program called Army Cadets and this was my year to take over the program but GUESS WHAT I didn’t get the position. Why? I'm not sure, the under qualified guy who I trained up got it! Recently I auditioned for a play, and not to my surprise I got a not so major role, however I could deal with that I didn’t put 6 years into that. I feel like I have been really trying and every time I try or want something I don’t get it. And it’s not like I want an iPod or a new phone or some toy, I want things in life, I want to help grow the Father’s kingdom, I want to be a leader. Why does at every chance I have it fails. I HAVE A FIRE DOWN IN MY SOUL THAT I CAN’T CONTAIN, I HAVE PASSION THAT IS WASTING AWAY. I WANT MORE OF MY FATHER but every time it fails. I don’t want to be stuck in a program at university that doesn’t flame my passion, I don’t want to be stuck In a negative atmosphere, or terrible programs, like I did in highschool I want to be able to express my passion, I want be able to make a difference I want to stop FAILING I want to be accepted into a program for once and get  what I have worked for
Is that too much to ask?

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Surrendering Questions

I am not too sure why I am blogging this but it will be short and sweet. I have the slight suspicion that what I am about to blog about, many other women have struggled through. I would like to say that I have all the answers and I have never had questions or failing faith but that would be a lie.
At the threshold of this year I felt God was telling me that this year is the year to surrender my questions. I was basically like “God how is that possible when there is no one and nowhere to ask my questions” … no answer…so subsequently here is my question for Pappa today
  Father if I am the bride, and you are the groom, and the love between us is true, why do I find it so hard to talk to you? What woman doesn't speak to her husband on the eve of their wedding?

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A Power Struggle Creating Struggle

I am suppose to be in music class learning cadences and harmonization ( which I did in grade when I was 15/16) however I completely forget how to do them. So I decided to come to the library where pretty much all the good social networking sites are blocked.. BUT MY BLOG ISN'T YAY. So what to blog about?

The Power Struggle I recently listened to one of my favourite teachers talk about the power struggle within the teachers in the school ( this was no surprise to me) but I was happy one teacher was finally admitting to it. This teacher who we will call Marcy for our purpose basically said this:

1. Our department head kisses royal ..... donkey
2. Our department head is selfish
3. When our department head found out there was a power position open she JUMPED ON IT
4. She is selfish
5. Has not shown care for her students
6. Picks favourites and hurts students

And that was just to name a few
This certain power hungry teacher she was talking about made my mark drop over 20 % within a year so I agree she ....... sucks.. that's being nice.
Now to tie this into reality.
I just asked the two people sitting beside me in the lab, when has a power struggle in history ever gained success. Their answer was: "no clue.............................never"
Exactly if random teenagers get the point, why don't the important people get it.
Hitler and Stalin : an epic fail of a power struggle
Ironically this teacher has been dubbed Hitler's re incarnation female style ( I don't believe in re- incarnation btw)
What Can Be Done
I've often wondered what can be done about the justice failure withing the walls of my school. Teachers try to be the justice police and they get shut up by the board or the principal. Teachers speak up and they get punished. So what do we do. Honestly I have just been counting the days until I get to get out of here. But what will that do...
A whole load of nothing

So on a good day I will pray for the people that are destroying my school , pray for the Holy spirit to encounter their lives etc

But I realized what I need to do is be a good influence and a help to the people who have been hurt by this power struggle. I can be a peer mentor or a tutor for the students who can't learn because their teacher is barely teaching. I can give a friendly smile to a student who has been put down by a teacher or excluded.
I think it all goes back to one thing I can be the hands and feet of Christ. I can be like Christ, not preach, but be present, not scorn, but help the torn. I can be there :)

... PS... not all teachers suck I have met some teachers who have positively shaped me into who I am today
... I feel like this blog was kind of thrown together... whoops

Monday, January 3, 2011

True Heart True Emotion True Feelings

As I was procrastinating doing my homework, I was surfing facebook. Today I was told that a girl that is younger than I had her baby. When I hear about teens having babies, my heart hurts a little bit inside. Any ways while on facebook I saw a picture of this new mom and her truly beautiful daughter. My heart sunk instantly. I am not to sure what the emotion I felt was but I felt it true and deeply. After I pondered the photo I saw the true love that the young mom who is still a baby herself felt. Within the look in her eyes and the way her lips caressed her babies head, I saw true love and my heart broke even more. I thought WHY , why is it that this is when she feels true love. I know a bit of her family situation (which is not good) and I just wish her father and mother would have been able to show her that love. And above and more importantly than the love her mother and father neglected to show her. I WISH the church would have guided her in a path to find  TRUE  love. The father's love that never EVER EVER EVER  ends and can and could and never will be beat.

            As I write this my heart screams to Daddy God, it cries out and I pray that I will NEVER lose touch with the love of Abba. I also felt convicted when I saw that photo, I was not always the nicest person to her, (however I was not as terrible as the rest) I hang out in the drama room often, where many of the so called “Christians” were even worse to her. Aren’t we as Christians suppose to be the hands and feet of God? Would God ever say anything insulting, would he reject someone, exclude someone… NO…he wouldn’t.

            So this is where I think us as Christians and the church has failed. 1 John 4:8 and 1 John 4:16 both say the same thing explicitly. God is love. Can it be any more obvious? Can God make it any more obvious? I don’t think so. We as Christians should show love, even to the ones that are hard to love, if you’d ask me I don’t think it would be the easiest thing to love the people with flesh eating contagious diseases, but Jesus loved the lepers. Why because he is love and we, being created in his image should also be love. So as I see this picture, I have regret and I feel like I take a large part of the blame. My mind is now opened to so many other situations where people have had a lack of love while growing up. My best friend (who knows I’m writing this) grew up in a situation where love was lacking. Her mother passed away when she was very young, due to drug overdose, and her father is…interesting to say the least and could not provide the love, care, or necessities to raise three children.  My best friend was put into foster care and trust me that system is far from perfect. Abuse of the sexual, physical, emotional and verbal type is not uncommon. My best friend who we will call Lisa for blogging purposes was shifted from home to home, and never did her and her two siblings live together.

            Lisa is now a self professed atheist. I have shown her Christ like love and I have prayed for her and I still do. But where was the church during her decade and more in foster care. Why when she was 5 and when her mind could still have been changed was love never shown? Where were the Christians in her school, social programs and the rest of the world to show her love?
I know I have way too many questions and I have high hopes for the church. However I will never stop showing my best friend love, and I will not give up until her heart is open to the glory, love, redemption and AMAZINGNESS of my Daddy, the Daddy who will never leave or come up short, or go to jail, or lie or stop loving or give up, or fail ( this could go one forever).

MY GOD IS WAKING HEARTS TO LIFE AS WE SPEAK

Sunday, January 2, 2011

1st blog EVER

We need to not focus on what God "didn't" do in 2010 and what he DID do because evidently we are all still here and alive so God has definitely done good. And we ... and I need to focus on what God is going to do in 2011. Because He is a  GOOOOOOOOD  God and he has big plans and this year WILL be good.
           
             God revealed a verse to me that is found in Psalms 46: Be still and know I am God :) To me that means in CRAZINESSS be still for a small moment and don't get stressed and instead, realize HE IS GOD. So when school is crazy and exams are looming, don’t give up or be negative or freak out. I need to be still and know HE IS GOD. In the moments of pure stillness and silence when I feel the world could be crashing in on me he is also God.  The stillness is nothing to fear because he is GOD

And now here my randomness comes through:

God’s love NEVER  fails, or gives up, or runs out on me

If God be for me WHO can be against me

It is a BEAUTIFUL thing to fall into the hands of the living God

If a three year old can see God so can I!

Light is EVERYWHERE so darkness is irrelevant
 And I would just like to say life is so much better when you are in Love with Abba .. and that is my dream to be forever in love with him J