I love to share about my Christian journey, opinions, and experiences. So, what you read most times, are my ‘’me time personals’’, shared to encourage, inspire and bless someone out there. What you are about to read was the thought that struck over my mind one faithful day. This piece isn’t just about me. But, I tend to use ‘’I, my, me,’’ most often (that’s if you’ve been visiting the house, plus read any article written by me) because it feels more personal that way, plus, it doesn’t make me feel like I am pointing my finger at anyone or telling you what to or not to do, or how to live your lives. And this is the reason I tell believers to search the scriptures for themselves, so everyone gets directed to the right source for living life to the greatest maximum, God’s way.
Pardon its randomness (over coloring would perhaps take the content away, so I decided to share it the exact way it came to me that beautiful day), look closer for the specifics. Enjoy!
So, the Word of God says, God has the total authority over me, yes? His presence is with me everywhere I go. Everything I have comes from Him, Including my emotions, yes? (Well, who can best pull in my emotions to align with His will, if not Him the giver of all things good?) So, the proper expression of my emotions channeled appropriately isn’t a sin. This lifts the heart.
A farmer understands the seasons. So, it’s always best to ask, is this the set time? Now, with farmers, even when it’s not the time for sowing they begin to make room for the coming season by tilling the ground, so when the time to sow finally arrives, no much stress in getting along, putting things in place for the right season. Thus, I don’t care what anyone thinks. I know the seed God has given me to plant. And plant I will. I receive grace and courage for my assignment. No matter how scary the mission is, may it be unto me according to thy Word. For I choose to be fearful of the one who has sent me (when He sends me), not the one I am sent to. This is good, and it lifts the heart as well.
When God gives food, I still MUST turn it into a meal by cooking (well except salad) before I consume. He won’t forcefully feed me to swallow. Or would He? No, no, that He wouldn’t. Therefore, in the name of Jesus, I am fighting the good fight of faith until the end as God’s faithfulness assures the daily manifestation of my victory reality, and my testimony. Glory to God forever. Heart most lifted.
Again, a very Happy New Year to you wholly as we round up the first month in the twelvemonth. And hey, do not forget to… Love hard and frequently. Pray hard. Dance hard. Dare different. Smile, because you can. *Wink.