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Rice Cereal

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Kiara & First Peas, 6 months

“We have much to say about this, but it is hard to explain because you are slow to learn.  In fact, though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you the elementary truths of God’s word all over again.  You need milk, not solid food!  Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness.  But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.  Therefore let us leave the elementary teachings about Christ and go on to maturity…” Hebrews 5:11-6:1

My daughter, Khloe, is now almost 6 months old.  Last week she had her first bite of solid food (if you can call it that), rice cereal.  Now for those who don’t know, rice cereal is kind of like pulverized dried rice that, when mixed with liquid, becomes kind of a cream-of-wheat textured first food for babies.  For my highly-allergenic baby girl, I decided to start with rice.

Feeding a baby is so exciting.  I remember with Kiara watching her little face contort as I would give her peas or green beans, and how she would lunge toward the spoon when I fed her pears.  I can’t wait to give Khloe all the different kinds of foods and watch her reaction, but introducing foods is a slow process that takes a lot of patience.  Obviously, different moms do things in all different ways, and this is not one of those posts, but generally a baby will start with rice or a simple grain once a day and then build up to three times per day.  Then, once they master that for a couple of weeks, you’ll add a single ingredient fruit or vegetable.  You stay with that food for several days to watch for signs of allergies, and then you proceed to the next food.  You go through aaaaall the single ingredient baby foods, and then you start to mix them.  Quantities and flavors increase, and then after months of work, babies can have some liquified turkey and gravy.  Mmmm.  After all of this is done, finger foods start, and the little one begins munching on puffs or cheerios.  So, as much as I would love to give Khloe some puffs and watch her chomp chomp away, she would choke on them if I tried to give them to her now.  If I pureed a t-bone steak and fed it to her today, her body would most likely reject it.  It’s a process.  In the same vein, I can’t keep her on just milk forever.  She would start waking up all hours of the night (oh heavens no) and wanting to nurse more frequently.  At some point, a baby requires more nutrition than solely milk can provide, otherwise they may languish and could fail to thrive.

Believers are called to maturity.  Like little babies, we are to work our way up the food chain until we can put down the heartiest of carne asada burritos.  How many of us, though, get stuck on Mommy’s milk?  Can you imagine a grown woman with sippy cup in hand, strained peas running down her chin?  A large man perfecting his pincer-finger fine-motor skills one cheerio at a time?  Our passage of Scripture today talks about how the Hebrews should have been teaching the word already, but because they were slow to learn, that had to continually be re-taught the basics over and over and over again.  They couldn’t understand some of the incredible truths that God wanted to teach them because they were happy with their breastmilk.  Satisfied with their Similac.

I have to tell you that the more I grow in Christ, the deeper I dig into the word, the more just incredibly rich and meaty it gets.  I can read Kiara her toddler Bible and smile at the simple stories of Adam and Eve, or I can attend Sunday night service and hear my pastor explain why God killed the animals to provide a shedding of blood and a covering of skins as temporary atonement for Adam and Eve’s sin.  A full meal.  One I can walk away with feeling deeply satisfied.  If Kiara had heard that sermon, however, she probably would have just looked at me afterward and asked, “Mommy, why is Eve nakey?”

Hebrews says that those who are still drinking milk aren’t “acquainted with the teaching about righteousness.”  They fail to grow.  Their sanctification becomes more stagnant than progressive.  But we are given a hint about how to experience a growth spurt:  “solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.”  There is a danger in thinking that one is as mature as she can possibly be when she really is just eating Step 2 organic peaches and brown rice.  She can think that she knows all there is to know, that she doesn’t need to spend time in the word or going to church or seeking God in prayer.  But just like the grown woman with her sippy, that lady is not going to receive the nutrition that she needs.  She is susceptible to falling for falsehood.  It takes “constant use” to have eyes that see the lies.  You’ve got to put your faith into practice.  Read, apply, pray, repeat.

Here’s the good news.  The Bible says that Jesus is the “author and perfecter of our faith” (Heb 12:2) and that we can be confident that “he who began a good work in (us) will carry it on to completion” (Phil 1:6).  God makes things grow (1 Cor 3:7).  Just like how Khloe is naturally progressing to need more food and more nutrition and is getting bigger and bigger, God will bring the growth and the need for more.  We just need to bring the spoon to our mouths.

Moms:  I’d like to add here that if you are a mother, you know that not only do you need to feed yourself, but it is your responsibility to make sure that your children are fed, and fed well.  You want them to start with the green stuff so they get a taste for healthy food.  If they only eat the candy and fast-food served up by the world, you’re opening them up to sickness and disease.  How much time do we spend thinking about our children’s food?  Think about how much time you spend in the kitchen preparing, cooking, supervising, and cleaning up their eating experience.  I basically live in the kitchen.  How much more, then, should we be thinking about their spiritual nutrition?  Just as a mom who doesn’t feed her children and leaves them starved is guilty of neglect, I would offer that we are guilty of child abuse when we do not ensure that they are eating their spiritual food.  You love your kids.  Get them to church, now.  Get them plugged in, now.  Get them reading, now.  Teach them about Jesus daily.  We certainly don’t just give them a snack once a week and hope that’s enough for them.  This is America, after all.  We’ve got supermarkets full of the choicest foods.  We are without excuse.  God has been speaking about this to me lately, and at the same time, my church has rolled out an incredible children’s curriculum that extends to the home throughout the week.  I’ve had some ideas on how to implement this daily with my preschooler and make it fun for her.  I’m learning this right along with you!  If you’re interested in resources for your kids, please do some research or contact me and I will help you track something down that is age-appropriate and would be beneficial.  With that, if you have any resources that you have found to be awesome for your kids, leave a comment and share with our other readers.  We need all the help that we can get.  Let’s strive for excellence and leave a legacy of godly children who love the Lord with all their little hearts and souls and minds and strengths.

You wouldn’t waste a prayer on this guy today.  He ate a bunch of carpet (again).  Oh, how we love him.  But oh, how frustrating it can be!  Under vet’s orders, we are monitoring him, and he seems okay, but we are praying specifically that no little carpet strands are stuck in his gut, requiring surgery (again)!

Love you all!  Press on to maturity knowing that God loves you and that your growth will produce much fruit–for you, for others, and for your kids!

XO

Exploring Your Calling- Part 3

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It’s quiet in the house right now.  Coffee is brewing.  It’s one of those mornings where I don’t want to turn the light on….just a small lamp for some soft light.  The crows are going at it outside.  It’s just another morning.

My heart has just felt so weird the past couple of days.  Sadness over Be’s passing.  Intense passion about what God’s asking me to do.  Total giddiness over the words and crazy open doors and confirmations and encouragements that are being given to me right now.  An overriding desire so strong that you will GET IT.  That you’ll make that jump and totally surrender yourself to God.  That you’ll just be dissatisfied with where you are.  That your spirit will feel hungry and you’ll have an overwhelming desire to feed it.

You guys, I’m nothing.  I’m just a girl from podunk who knew the truth and royally screwed it up anyway.  Who looked for attention in all the wrong places.  Who measured her own behavior by those around her instead of by what God said was acceptable.  Who claimed to know Him but never spent any time with Him.  Who had wake up call after wake up call after wake up call before she finally got it, and by then had a laundry list of junk to deal with.  But you know what, He’s been so good to me in all of it.  He was patient with me.  And He led me out.  He brought me to a place of surrender.  He’s searching my heart and dealing with my junk (stuff that I didn’t even know I had).  And I get it.  I’m learning His nature.  I know His voice.

I can’t sit here and tell you what God wants you to do.  If you want to know what He wants you to do, you’re gonna have to start walking with Him.  Getting in tune with the Spirit.  Start saying yes to the things He’s telling you to do, and all of a sudden you’ll hear Him more and more and more.  Be faithful with a little and He’ll entrust you with more (Luke 16:10).

A couple nights ago I was working in the office and I remembered something.  When we moved into this house, we had new carpet put in.  Casey ripped out the nasty, cat-stuff-soaked carpet and pad and bleached everything.  Before the carpet guy came I got a Sharpie and my Bible and went around the house writing verses on the concrete.  A sure foundation for us to stand on.  I’d forgotten some of the verses that I wrote, so I opened my iPhoto and found the pictures that I took (knowing that I would forget).  In the office, where I sit and type to you, is this:

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See, I can do some planting and watering.  I can tell you what works.  I can tell you 100,000 times to read your Bible like you inhale.  Pray like you exhale.  I can thump my Bible and SCREAM IN CAPS LOCK, get bold in bold, emphasize in italic.  But Jesus said “No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him” (John 6:44).  I guess that’s the faith part.  I have to believe that I’m not doing all of this for nothing.  That God’s word won’t return void (Isaiah 55:11).  That it will draw you to Him.

I can tell you that you have to be saved.  That He’s already made you holy so you better act like it. That He has a good plan for you.  That you “are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God has prepared beforehand, that (you) should walk in them.” (Eph 2:10).  But I can’t make you GET IT.  That’s His job.

Would you just spend some time in prayer now?  Ask God to search your heart.  Ask Him to give you more of His Spirit.  Then listen to Him when He tells you what to do.  When you start to really do that, it gets addicting.  You feel so alive, so chosen when you’re walking with Him that you start saying GOD, okay, now what!?  Now what!?  Let’s do some more, let’s grow some more, give me MORE OF YOU.

I’m just a woman reading my Bible and praying and realizing more and more how much I need Him.  And you need Him.  Respond to HIM, girl!  Live out your calling.  Make your life COUNT, not safe.  Talk to EVERYONE about Jesus.  Let them know Him by your life.  Let your kids know Him by your life.  Let the guy at the grocery store know Him by your care.  Fall in LOVE with the one who made you and let that LOVE ABOUND more and more.  Let God GROW you and push you and chasten you and heal your wounds that you didn’t even know you had.  ABIDE in Him and stop being fake about it.  Confess your sin and idolatry and burst your safe little bubbles.  And I’ll do it with you.

Well, have a nice day!

HA!

XO

Exploring Your “Calling”- Part 1

Happy last day of 2012, girls!  Wow….THAT went fast.  It’s unbelievable to me how much faster things move the older we get.  I remember my 7th grade teacher telling me that it’s because as you get older, 1 year becomes a much smaller fraction of your life.  When you’re 5, one year is just one-fifth of your life…but when you’re 30, it’s one-thirtieth.  Sorry about the late blog post today, little Khloe’s got an ear infection and this mama was up aaaaaalll night long.  Yay!

So many of the e-mails and messages from you all have had to do with “calling.”  I think that deep inside each one of us, we have this desire to do something for God, to have some sort of mission and purpose.  I’ll hear things like “I just wish God would tell me what He wants me to do” or “I just want to know what my purpose is.”  That’s good, and I would say it’s something that He’s written on each of our hearts.  The Bible talks about how we are all different parts of one body, so I guess each of us are screaming out, “am I an EAR?  A BIG TOE?  An EYELASH?  A HEART VALVE? WHAT!?”  And then something like this happens– we see one of the other body parts next to us go, “Ahhh.  Thank you Lord.  You made me a nostril.  I am a nostril.”  And we get kind of this weird jealousy about it, are you with me?  It’s a good jealousy, though, we just want whatever it is they figured out.  And then we start thinking, “well, maybe I’m a nostril, too.  I can smell just as good as she can.  Yeah, that’s it.  I am a nostril.  I am called to be a nostril!” when really you are a lung, but because you’re caught up in thinking you’re a nostril, God finds a different lung to use.

SO you might be asking, why doesn’t God just tell me what it is He wants me to do?  Well, I know for a fact that God is good and loves you like crazy (John 3:16), He’s not cruel and He’s not trying to keep you from fulfillment.  The exact opposite, actually…Christ said “I came that they might have life and have it abundantly” (John 10:10).  The problem is not in Him, it’s in us.

We want the “ME” without the HIM.

Just tell ME what I have to do.  I want to know what it is that you have for ME.  What’s MY calling?  What’s MY purpose?  We should be asking- How can I know YOU?  Teach me to know what YOU’VE done.  What are YOU doing?  Now, these questions aren’t something that you just force yourself to ask God.  These come from a heart that realizes how destitute it is without Him.  How broken it is without Him.  How evil it is without Him.  They flow out of a heart that preaches the gospel to itself daily.  One that can’t wait to meditate on Him daily, hourly, minute-by-minute.  One that is saturated in the GRACE that He poured out on you when he let his own son be destroyed so that you could have a relationship with Him.  But no, we want to know more about US!

If you want to know your calling, here’s where we begin.  You’re not going to know who YOU are until you know who HE is.  You’re not going to know what YOU are supposed to do until you realize what HE has already done.  Now, we’re going to look at this in sections, because it’s a long topic, but for today I want to share this with you.  First thing that you’ve been called to is SALVATION.

Ephesians 1:4-8 says, “For he (God) chose us in him (Jesus) before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight.  In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will–to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.  In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding.”

If you’re reading this and don’t know if that’s you, let me just tell you that an unbeliever is dead in his transgressions, and death can’t choose life, it’s dead!  So if your heart is being stirred, I want you to know that the Holy Spirit is working in you–God is wooing you, calling you to life in Him.   If you’re a believer already and your heart is being stirred, maybe those embers that you’ve been quenching are starting to fan into a little flame action.  And if you’re a believer who’s on fire right now, well you’re just amen-ing your way through this anyway.  Just a little extra fuel for you.

So before the beginning of the world, God chose you in Christ Jesus.  He loved you so much that He sent His only Son.  All you have to do is believe in Him, and even then, that belief is a gift from God, it’s not something that you’ve mustered up.  It is by grace that you have been saved (Eph 2:5).  If you have any questions about salvation, or if you aren’t sure whether you’re saved or not, I’d love to talk with you about it.  Send me a little message through the “contact” link and we can chat.  Otherwise, remind yourself of this truth everyday.  Don’t let a day go by that you don’t remember where it is you’ve come from and what He’s done for you–you’re liable to get too busy and forget who you are.

‘Til tomorrow then!  Hopefully I will make it to 12 to pop my Martinelli’s.  (note:  I have nothing against a little glass of champagne.  However, this nursing mama’s got a sick baby on antibiotics who’s wanting to nurse all night long, and I’m neurotically cautious.  No biggie though, I really do love me some Martinelli’s!)  Looks like I may be on New York time tonight!  Happy New Year!!

*********A few of you have contacted me about doing a “read the Bible in a year plan.”  I think that is a GREAT idea, and I’m going to do it with you!  I have an awesome reading plan that is actually in the back of Casey’s Bible that he did this year and loved it!  If you are interested in the BEST New Year’s Resolution EVER, reading your Bible everyday, you can find the reading plan HERE! And let me know if you’re doing it with me!!*********

Anorexia

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When I was about 8 or 9, I remember laying in my bed at night and just feeling…..icky.  I wasn’t sick, and nothing was particularly wrong, but I just felt weird.  Kind of sad.  Off.  Depressed, maybe (can a 9 year-old be depressed?)  I remember coming out of my room crying and sitting at the dining room table with my mom.  The conversation went something like this:

“Mom, I don’t feel good.”

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are you sick?”

“No.”

“Did something happen?”

I’m crying and crying.  “No.  I just don’t feel good.  I don’t know why.  There’s nothing wrong.”

“Oh, sweetie you’re spiritually weak.  You need some nourishment.”

Now, let me preface this by saying that my mom is not your average mom.  She’s a believing maverick and has spiritual insight like no other mom I’ve ever met.  Back to the story, mom pulled me in and curled me up and started talking about how we have to have spiritual food or we starve ourselves, literally making ourselves spiritually weak.  I can’t remember all that happened next, but my guess is that she fixed me a mug of warm milk and sent me back to bed with a good psalm and a prayer.  Good ol’ Ma.

During his temptation, in Matthew 4:4 (and Luke 4:4, oddly), Jesus quotes Deuteronomy and says “It is written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.'”  What does this mean?  This means that the physical is not all there is.  We also live by God’s word.  What happens to our bodies when we do not eat?  We starve.  We get sick.  We become weak and weary.  Our bodies zap ourselves of stored nutrients in order just to function.  If the Holy Spirit resides in you, and you aren’t feeding yourself spiritually, the same thing happens to you.  Spiritual anorexia.  Your growth is stunted.  You are left gaunt, debilitated, and ineffective.

If you are a believer, the Holy Spirit resides in you.  The Spirit in you is like a fire; the fire can be fanned into a flame (2 Tim 1:6), and it can also be extinguished, or “quenched” (1 Thess 5:19).    The Spirit takes residence in you to continually sanctify you, which means to set you apart as holy.  To move you further and further away from your sin nature.  To make you more and more like Christ.  To push you to increasing degrees of glory.  2 Chronicles 3:18 says, “And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another.  For this comes from the Lord who is Spirit.”  It’s the Spirit who authored the Word, teaches you the Word, and gives you the ability to apply the Word to your life.  This application results in increasing degrees of sanctification.  When we quench the Spirit (the word is used to talk about pouring water over a fire), we retard the transformation process.  We stunt our sanctification, and the Holy Spirit actually GRIEVES (Eph 4:30)!  Perhaps it was a window into His grief that left me feeling so……well, grieved that night.

The Word is at the heart of it all.  Man lives by bread and…what?  The Word of God.  It gives us life.  It quickens our hearts to the Spirit’s leadings.  It fans the embers into blazing wildfires.

How do you quench the Spirit?  You fail to study the Word.  To take delight in it.  To see it as God’s beautiful gift to you, His very words spoken to you.  The most jaw-dropping, amazing, awe-inducing life changes wait at the tip of His tongue.  His words are ALIVE and the Spirit quickens them to you.  He teaches them to you.  Shows you how they apply to you.  But most importantly, they show Christ.  They show His character.  His face.  His love and amazing grace and sacrifice for us.  The answer to everything.  For every question you have, He’s given you the answer….I AM.  “What is my purpose?” I am.  “Where should I go?” I am.  “What do I do about my kid?” I am.  The all-surpassing powerful God who called you up from the dead and poured grace over you and gave you life.  He wants you.  He wants you to want Him.

We want all of the answers without searching for them.  God isn’t a spiritual Google, a search engine.  He’s relational.  He designed us for intimacy.  I hear all the time, “I just wish He would tell me what to do.”  Or, “I just want to know His will.”  The answer is in scripture.  And, the answers that aren’t in black or red letters in the Bible are given to you by the Holy Spirit whose flame is fanned by you studying the Word.  Do you spend enough time there?  Any time at all?  Or, do you read it once in a while just to solve your own problems, or someone else’s problem, without studying it and delighting in it just to catch a glimpse of the glory of Christ?  He’s there in the whole thing, woven through the testaments and covenants and promises and prophecies with a deep scarlet thread.  The One and Only GOD who lowered himself to become a man and carry our junk and rebellion and died for it all, to bridge the gap between us.  How He loves us so.  We can quench the Spirit by carving out idols and choosing to worship our families or our kids or our jobs or ourSELVES instead of the One who created all of that.  Isn’t that a scary thought.  By quitting church and fellowship with other believers (Heb 10:24-25).  We can quench Him by wallowing in worry and anxiety, which is fear rooted in unbelief, instead of trusting and delighting in Him.  Of being more concerned about the spiritual life of our spouse than our own.  Of not giving Him a second thought until the going gets tough and we pull out some one-liner verse and read it a couple of times or post it on Facebook.  Maybe pin a picture of it on Pinterest.  Probably while saying to ourselves, “oh this is a really good one for so-and-so.  They really need to read this one.”  Really!?  The Bible says to “do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves (Phil 2:3).  Let’s stop worrying about what “they” need to read and worry about our standing.  Work out our own salvation with fear and trembling.  Think about the fact that we did absolutely NOTHING to deserve Him, and that our righteousness is filthy rags.  And AAAAAAALL of this, I say with my best southern accent as I sing ala Bobby Pinson… “Don’t Ask Me How I Knoooooooow.”

Are you feeling a little parched, love bug?  Are you feeling some hunger pangs?  Or is that pit in your stomach the echoing of gastric juices just waiting to consume a nourishing home-cooked meal?  We like the healthy stuff around here.  Good doctrine.  Too much junk will give you a tummy ache.  Okay, perhaps I’ve gone too far now.  Grab your Bible and a cup of something warm, curl up, and delight in your Father.  Give strength to your bones.  Here’s your Psalm.

Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.  When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

These things I remember as I pour out my soul:  how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?  Why so disturbed within me?  Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.  My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon–from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me–a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me?  Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”

My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Why are you downcast, O my soul?  Why so disturbed within me?  Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

Lord, thank you so much for your Word.  What an awesome wonder it is that you chose me, and that you’ve revealed yourself to me in scripture.  Thank you for the blessing of knowing you.  I want to know you more quickly.  Create in my heart a desire for your word.  Fan the embers of the Holy Spirit in me into a consuming fire.  I love you, Father.  Thank you.  In the name of your Son, Jesus!  Amen.

XO

Amy

Jumanji

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Jumanji was a children’s book written in the 1980’s about some kids who find a jungle-themed board game which comes to life once the dice is rolled.  Each turn brings calamities and disasters and jungle animals en masse.  The characters in the book have to finish playing the game, as terrifying as it may be, in order for everything to go back to normal.  The book was also made into a movie in 1995 starring Robin Williams.  My Grandma Mona took me and my sister to see it in the theater.  She sat in her seat with her head down and her eyes covered for the ENTIRE movie.

The Bible is God’s chosen vehicle to speak to us, even today in the 21st Century.  We have been given an awesome, powerful gift.  It is available to us at the click of a mouse.  In any translation.  In any language.  I, Joe Shmoe Bible Reader, can look up original Greek, Hebrew, and Aramaic texts and do word studies from them.  What an astounding thought.  With that, however, comes the responsibility to know and learn the canon (entirety) of scripture.  Why is it then, that one can make it for two decades as a believer without ever having actually read through her entire Bible?  That’s the good ol’ American way.  From piecemeal Sunday morning sermons and lack of delving deeper personally, embarrassingly, my quiet times used to be just open the Bible to a random spot, read what’s there, see if it applies, do it again tomorrow.  How dreadful.  Thankfully, God can still use the dreadful.  “But it’s so long!”  Really?  How many pages in that Twilight saga that you just couldn’t put down?  “I don’t have time!” Make time.  “I don’t know where to start!”  Really, it’s all good.  Pick a book.  How about Ephesians.  There ya go.  Now go and read.  We don’t get a “free pass” because we’re “too busy.”  We have been given SO much, right at our fingertips.  The God of the UNIVERSE has revealed Himself to YOU in Scripture.

What’s amazing about the Word is that it is a living entity.  “For the word of God is living and active.  Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.” (Heb 4:12) We study the word and it leaps off of the page, cutting us to the quick, examining our hearts.  Maybe that’s why some of us drop our heads in our laps and hide from it….maybe we know that it’s true and that it’s going to shine a big fat bright light on our darkest areas.  You know them…they are the spots that quicken your heart when you allow your mind to wander to them.  Terrifying.  Our sinful nature that is in conflict with the Spirit is desperately pulling us away from the one thing that can give us life.   Nothing we do, feel, or think is hidden from Him.  Who are we kidding?  And we know that healing is on the other side of dealing with the dang thing but we’d much rather sit in the toxic sinful pit of sludge than to admit that maybe we’ve got something to confess or deal with.  Ridiculous.  You see, you’ve gotta keep playing the game if you want to ever be rid of the thing.  If you hide, God’s liable to just have you thrown overboard and let a big fish swallow you and spit you back out and make you deal with it (this has been my past repeated pattern of learning my lesson from God.  Gee, if I would’ve just listened to Him the first time…..).

Jeremiah, overwhelmed with grief at the rebellion of Israel, proclaimed, “Let us test and examine our ways and return to the LORD!” (Lam 3:40) Pick up your Bible.  Ask the Lord to examine your heart and show you where you need help.  Be convicted.  God disciplines those he LOVES (Proverbs 3:12). Bathe in the Spirit and listen to Him.  He loves you. He wants you to be free. Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is FREEDOM (2 Cr 3:17).

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I know you all just sang in your head “Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is LiberTaaAAaaaaAAAaaay….”

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I’m praying for you tonight.