She walked up to me and smiled. I didn’t recognize her face, but her mannerisms reminded me of the older lady who was once my teacher. Mrs. Alice was a sweet old lady who taught my Sunday School class. My first instinct was to touch her, but I came to the realization that this was a dream, and those images that I envisioned were merely a mirage. I couldn’t help but think that once I woke up I would never see her again so I tried to squeeze my eyes tight so I could stay there. She had changed, her wrinkles were now smooth, and she no longer had prosthetic legs. She walked as though she was floating because her feet never touched the ground. I sat there amazed at her transformation and how God had changed her into a new creature. As I tossed and turned my eyes began to open slowly as she begged me to stay. Hoping to see her again, I bid her farewell not knowing if the dream would continue on tomorrow. When I awoke I thought of her favorite scripture 1 Corinthians 5:17 and smiled.
Corinthians 5:17 King James Version (KJV)
Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
Have you ever waited on approval and felt the longer the wait the possibility of denial was evident. As Christians we wait, some patiently others impatiently. We have prayed on somethings and it doesn’t seem that those things we have asked for have been approved from the man above so we begin to sulk and forget the God we serve is able to do all things. Job approval, spouse approval, and house approval seem to be high on the list of things that we ask for and are dumbfounded when those requests to God are denied. I was one of those who sulked and still find myself today becoming frustrated when the things I prayed for are denied, but the more I grow in Christ I realize his denials are not rejections but redirections. I am realizing that God wants the best for us and why should we want any different. The next time your approval is denied thank God, the things he has lined up for you is so much better.
I woke up this morning with fasting on my mind. Put my pots on the stove and went on the porch to read my Bible. As I sat there engulfed in the word my husband told me my pot was burning. I quickly went into the house and my corn was somewhat burnt so I transferred it into another pot. Scooping up some corn to taste I wanted to make sure it didn’t taste burnt and then it came to me as soon as I swallowed about my fast! I was so disgusted with myself. There are somethings that I have been praying about and have come to the realization that somethings only come through fasting and praying so I designated this day to do so. How did I get so distracted that I let this happen!
As I went back to the porch I could feel the disgust inside and then I realized I am not perfect but striving. This was a minor setback but God knew my heart. I am not going to let this stop me I will continue to read the word of God, fast, and pray.
Sometimes we let one bad thing stop us in our tracks but this is when we need to push harder. I am reminded of Nehemiah when he was rebuilding the wall of Jerusalem and the enemies wrote letters to him so he could stop and come see what they wanted, but he replied:
And I sent messengers unto them, saying, I am doing a great work, so that I cannot come down: why should the work cease, whilst I leave it, and come down to you?
The Lord reminded me to keep doing a great work, he sees all and my work is not going unnoticed. It’s not easy, praying and waiting but it’s truly worth it.
I thought when I got the gumption to feed the birds I was being a blessing to them, but it seems they have been a blessing to me. Every morning I grab my bible, a chair, and four slices of bread headed to my porch to feed the birds and read the word. As I sit reading scriptures the birds gather around breaking bread with the likes of bluejays, red canary’s, doves, and crows. I sit there in amazement that not one bird is selfish, they share the bread regardless of their size, color, or origin.
I’m at awe, God is so magnificent, the things he shows us when we open up hearts to him.
God’s illustration showed me that as the birds come together we must come together as Christians to break bread with not only the people that look like us but the ones that don’t. He’s not saving a certain gender or ethnicity but those who have a repentant spirit, willing to live for him, and is acceptant of God the father, Jesus Christ the son, and the Holy Spirit.
God is looking for people to feed his flock, are you willing to be a servant for the Lord?
John 21:17 King James Version (KJV)
He saith unto him the third time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me? Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, Lovest thou me? And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee. Jesus saith unto him, Feed my sheep.
As I sit to my table eating, my dog sits by my foot waiting for the crumbs. Aggravated by her stubbornness I shoo her away, but she doesn’t budge. Mocha is determined and is waiting patiently because she is sure those crumbs are worth the wait. Watching her makes me realize that I need to have that type of determination and patience for my prayers to be answered. My dogs faithfulness reminded me of the scripture that speaks of the encounter the Lord had with the woman from Canaan.
In Matthew 15:22-28 KJV the Lord encountered a Gentile woman who asked him to heal her daughter who was vexed with evil spirits, the Lord answered that he was only sent to those of Israel who were lost, but the woman answered “yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters’ table.” Matthew 15:27
What a faithful response…. This woman understands the promise was not to the Gentiles and doesn’t want the Jews inheritance, but Christ blessings. This woman’s faith has touched the Lord and he responds “O woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt.” For the faith that she exhibited made her daughter whole.
Today God taught me to hold on and not give up. I have been praying on somethings and felt as though I was not worthy to receive God’s blessings but by this illustration of my dog who refused to leave my side I am reminded to not leave the Lord’s side.
Waiting is the hardest thing to do when it’s you that’s waiting. That test result that determines your health, that ACT/SAT score that determines if you go to college, that phone call to see if you got the job after an interview.
This type of waiting should in no way be compared to being in a fast food line.
We are quick to tell others it’s not a big deal when it doesn’t affect us, oh how the table turns when the shoe is on the other foot.
I can recall when I was pregnant with my son and I had many test ran because my specialist hadn’t given me a good report. It would be weeks before my results would come back and my nerves would have no part in the wait. I demanded that they speed up the process, this was too much stress on me and my unborn child.
Annoyed I called my Pastor to get consolation thinking he would be on my side and he quoted a scripture.
“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength.” Isaiah 40:31
It was only then that it sunk in that I must wait. We can’t hurry God, his timing is not our timing. Waiting is not easy because we are in the flesh, but if we just leave it to God he will make the wait time bearable.
Busy, busy, busy…. it was time that I stopped in my tracks, cleared my mind, and marveled at God’s creations. Always on the go, eating on the run, and trying to balance work and family; that was my life in a nutshell. For the last two days I have been on a mission to slow down and pay attention to the things around me. My sanity needed a break, I needed to stop and enjoy God’s creations. God created the world for me to marvel at his works, not to pass by it as if it hindered me from my daily schedule. I had become so busy that I passed by his beauty daily. This was my second day of capturing some of my moments. I must say living in the country has it’s advantage, but it didn’t mean a thing if I ignored the birds singing, and the cool breeze blowing. Thankful to God for his touch of love. I am now living my life with a purpose, but thanking God for slowing me down to enjoy my life purposely.
Stop asking God why you go through the things you do and learn from them. Every battle you face is not meant to break you, but to make you. Battles should build you up not tear you down. Some become so consumed in the battle that they become the conquered instead of the conquerors. There is a difference between “going” through and “growing” through.
The battles that we face in life are meant to help us “grow” so that we may become stronger in Christ, not just “go” through and take away no lesson. Don’t be so quick to waive the white flag. I remember facing difficulties a few years ago and thought of giving up. I remember going to church hearing a sermon titled “On the other side of through.” What a riveting message that the Mother of our church delivered. Yes we will face difficulties in our life but these battles are preparing us for greater.
I will keep this blog short and to the point. I am seeing a lot of videos and photos on social media of people posting individuals in the Holy Spirit thinking it’s funny to make mockery of God’s power and his people. Remember Social Media will not stand for you at judgement no matter how many likes you get.
Got up this morning and put on the wrong clothes. Left my belt of truth, breastplate of righteousness, shield of faith, helmet of salvation, and sword of the spirit, home. I wasn’t expecting to be in a battle, but the enemy snuck up on me throwing weapons of destruction.
I believe that every weapon in Satan’s artillery was used to try and destroy me. I called a few people to help me fight the battle , but the enemy had quickly wounded me. I tried to duck and dodge, but those darts labeled; lies, deceit, heartbreak, and betrayal, caused me to fall. At that moment I realized falling was the best thing that could have happened to me you see my knees was where I belonged. Praying to God was the only way I would win, for the battle was not mine to fight, but the Lord’s.