Matthew 6:11 "Give us today our daily bread."
The Lord's Prayer, I learned at an early age. I thought this was the way I was to pray until some years ago when I learned it was the example, the way prayer should be; and yet it is also to be prayed as in groups of people uniting their prayer together, lifting up their hearts to the Lord. But an example of how to put my offering of worship and prayer to my Lord.
Today, as I was singing and worshiping with the song of the Lord's Prayer, the Holy Spirit spoke to me of the "daily bread". Thinking always that this was a way of asking the Lord to provide food for me, the Holy Spirit's words truly touched my heart. The Word tells us that the Lord promises us food and rainment. We do not need to ask Him daily for food or clothes. These are promises to us and the Lord never breaks a promise.
Our daily bread. The bread is the body of Christ, "take and eat all of it". The body of Christ, our Savior, the Living Bread. This is not a physical bread, but it is the very Bread of Life that is needed daily, each day, as we, who are in the Lord, cannot survive a day without the Bread of Life. This precious gift, and it is a gift, paid for in full by the blood of the Lamb, our Savior, is what is necessary for each day's journey. When we ask "give us today" we are asking for that Portion of what is necessary for that day's work, that day's ministering that the Lord would have us do, our work for Him. It is His mercy, new each morning; His grace, given fresh each time we call to Him, needing more grace for the situation; His peace that needs to be present in us at all times and His love, that unconditional love that is unfailing, unfaltering, always poured out on us, in a constant rain from our Lord's throne room.
My Lord, I cannot live without the fresh Bread of life coming into me each day. There is battle raging against me each day, Lord, You know the battles that rage against me, You had them come against You. You showed me the way, You made a way for me to get through each day, no matter how difficult the journey, You have supplied the elements necessary for me to walk on that path that You set. You have supplied the fresh mercies each morning, all sins and failures of the previous day, forgiven, cast aside; You have cleansed me with Your precious blood, and I emerge each morning, righteousness flowing over me and allowing me to go before the Father. Grace flows down to me as I come into different circumstances during the day, grace needed for that moment, Your timing never wrong, just when it is needed, it flows through Your Holy Spirit to me. Your peace surrounds me as this grace abounds, that peace that I will never be able to understand, but all I know is that it gives me such rest, such rest in You. I can just lean back in my chair, the car, wherever I am when I need to have Your peace and just say Your precious Name......Jesus.....and the peace flows like a river over me. And Your love, O my Lord, Your love; that sweet essense of Your love, coming to me in waves, never ending, like the waves of the sea, controlled by the tide; Your love controlled by Your passion for me. And then it is all drawn together, Mercy, Grace, Peace, Love.....put together in an offering coming as a beautiful gift; above all the promises You gave me, these are a gift, from Your heart to me, filling my spirit, my entire being with the assurance that these gifts are mine forever. They will not end. I am Your worshiper, You are my adored Lord, who I love with all my heart.
And if this were not enough, if these blessings were not enough of a gift, You give me the most beautiful gift, the most precious "daily bread" of all......Your Presence. Your sweet Presence that transcends me from earth to heaven in a moment's time; that makes any place I am a beautiful garden when You and I sit, where we talk, where You tell me of Your love for me and I give You my heart, again and again. My Daily Bread, my Savior, my King.
This 12th day of September, 2011, I am filled, I am satisfied, I am blessed by the Daily Bread, the daily offering, the eternal gift of my beautiful Savior, my adored Lord, my Bridegroom.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
PREPARATION FOR PRAISE
Psalm 138:8 "The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O Lord, endures forever....do not abandon the works of your hands."
My Lord, my God, how I love You. Your Name thrills me when I hear it come out of my lips as it flows out of me with so much love and I know in my heart how You are receiving this expression of my praise. It was not always so, not as it is now. I have loved You for a long time, but it was not with this deep, longing adoration that is so present in me day and night. I cannot imagine my life without You, my King, without Your presence filling my home, filling the space around me constantly and filling my heart. Your Glory surrounds me as I prepare to praise You, as I come before You to open my heart to You and ask You, once again, to look inside of me and see if there is anything that is unworthy of Your worshiper, unworthy of letting me come into Your presence. Everything that is not of You has to be totally removed from me, I want no part of anything worldly when I come to You, when I offer up the praises from my heart, when I sing to You the new songs that the Holy Spirit has taught me, has drawn from me to praise You. Only with a pure heart can I truly worship You, praise You like You deserve, as fitting from Your worshiper.
Dear Father, how I love to worship You. You have touched my life in ways that some people could not understand. You alone have given me new life, a totally new heart and eyes that see clearly Your Word, ears that can hear the slightest whisper when You say my name, when You tell me how much You love me. Because You love me, because You have drawn me to Your side, to sit with You, to listen to Your sweet, beautiful voice. Yes, I know, some will wonder if I have heard Your voice and the answer will not mean a lot to one that does not understand. But my spirit hears Your voice, my spirit smells the sweet essence of Your love when You come near to me and translates that voice, that beautiful fragrance to my natural eyes and ears. It becomes so real that I can sit in Your presence and just bask in the joy of Your Glory.
I honor Your presence, Lord. I honor the glory that surrounds You. I honor You, my King, with all my heart. I always want to be prepared to praise You, my Lord. I know if I just praise from my lips and not my heart You will hear me, I know You will accept the praise, as You are so worthy of all praise of the earth; but when the praise comes from my pure heart, humbled low before You in love, in adoration, then my worship becomes that aromatic flow of sweetness that melts Your heart. That love that touches You deeply, as You see the heart that is pouring herself out to You, giving of herself to tell You how You are adored, how You are welcome where ever she is. That is me, Lord, You know that is me, as I worship; as I praise You. You are my God, my Lord, my Father, my Pappa, my Redeemer, my King, my precious Jesus. There is that sweet name again, Jesus. I love Your name, Lord. Jesus.
This day was a remembrance day, Father, of a day ten years ago that drove fear into the hearts of so many of Your children. But You did not leave us for a moment, Your hand stayed on Your people and sustained us, protected us. I thank You for Your touch, Your comforting touch, Lord, on all those who lost loved ones that day. You are truly an awesome God as You give so much to those who do not praise You; You give to them and You wait for that day they too will call Your name once again.
This 11th day of September, 2011, I want to worship You, my Lord. I want to praise You knowing You have prepared me for praise, for praise that goes only to You, my God.
My Lord, my God, how I love You. Your Name thrills me when I hear it come out of my lips as it flows out of me with so much love and I know in my heart how You are receiving this expression of my praise. It was not always so, not as it is now. I have loved You for a long time, but it was not with this deep, longing adoration that is so present in me day and night. I cannot imagine my life without You, my King, without Your presence filling my home, filling the space around me constantly and filling my heart. Your Glory surrounds me as I prepare to praise You, as I come before You to open my heart to You and ask You, once again, to look inside of me and see if there is anything that is unworthy of Your worshiper, unworthy of letting me come into Your presence. Everything that is not of You has to be totally removed from me, I want no part of anything worldly when I come to You, when I offer up the praises from my heart, when I sing to You the new songs that the Holy Spirit has taught me, has drawn from me to praise You. Only with a pure heart can I truly worship You, praise You like You deserve, as fitting from Your worshiper.
Dear Father, how I love to worship You. You have touched my life in ways that some people could not understand. You alone have given me new life, a totally new heart and eyes that see clearly Your Word, ears that can hear the slightest whisper when You say my name, when You tell me how much You love me. Because You love me, because You have drawn me to Your side, to sit with You, to listen to Your sweet, beautiful voice. Yes, I know, some will wonder if I have heard Your voice and the answer will not mean a lot to one that does not understand. But my spirit hears Your voice, my spirit smells the sweet essence of Your love when You come near to me and translates that voice, that beautiful fragrance to my natural eyes and ears. It becomes so real that I can sit in Your presence and just bask in the joy of Your Glory.
I honor Your presence, Lord. I honor the glory that surrounds You. I honor You, my King, with all my heart. I always want to be prepared to praise You, my Lord. I know if I just praise from my lips and not my heart You will hear me, I know You will accept the praise, as You are so worthy of all praise of the earth; but when the praise comes from my pure heart, humbled low before You in love, in adoration, then my worship becomes that aromatic flow of sweetness that melts Your heart. That love that touches You deeply, as You see the heart that is pouring herself out to You, giving of herself to tell You how You are adored, how You are welcome where ever she is. That is me, Lord, You know that is me, as I worship; as I praise You. You are my God, my Lord, my Father, my Pappa, my Redeemer, my King, my precious Jesus. There is that sweet name again, Jesus. I love Your name, Lord. Jesus.
This day was a remembrance day, Father, of a day ten years ago that drove fear into the hearts of so many of Your children. But You did not leave us for a moment, Your hand stayed on Your people and sustained us, protected us. I thank You for Your touch, Your comforting touch, Lord, on all those who lost loved ones that day. You are truly an awesome God as You give so much to those who do not praise You; You give to them and You wait for that day they too will call Your name once again.
This 11th day of September, 2011, I want to worship You, my Lord. I want to praise You knowing You have prepared me for praise, for praise that goes only to You, my God.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
THE KNOWING
Hosea 2:20 "I will even betroth thee unto me in faithfulness; and thou shall know the Lord."
Know that you know, know that you know. How many times have you heard this phrase in a sermon? I can remember hearing this so many times and yet, until you truly know, you do not know.
My Lord, how long did You wait for me to truly know You? I know it was a long time by my standards, and when I think of how long You patiently waited for me, waited for me to truly know You; all I can say is thank You, my Lord. Thank You for not letting ne go and for loving me so much, You waited; You did not give me up for loss. You slowly taught me, slowly showed me that I could trust You and You gave me reason after reason to trust You. You comforted me, You supplied my needs, You gave me more grace and mercy than I knew possible. And faith came,. I always thought I had faith; I believed in You, loved You and knew You loved me. But I only had part of the verse down. You drew me into Yourself and faith developed, but I still did not truly know You.
Over the last year as You have taken me into Yourself so deeply, drawing me into such an intimate relationship with You, loving me, cherishing me, pouring out Your Spirit on me, day after day, night after night, never leaving me alone, just You and me, I began to see. I began to see a God that put me in a type of cocoon, wrapped so tightly in Your love that it was no longer easy for the enemy to come in and give me any doubts of Your love. I know You love me. I know You are taking care of me in ways unknown to mortal man. Spiritual envelopment, totally one with You, not letting me slip into any form of mind that is not of You. When the enemy comes, I know all I have to do is ask You to protect my mind, to put a shield around my mind, to let no thoughts contrary to Your Word enter there.
And now I can say I know that I know. I have complete faith in You, my Lord. Total trust in my Lord, the God that created me to be His worshiper. From the beginning of time You knew I would worship You, and You waited until You were my hearts desire, and then You closed the deal. The covenant You made with me is completed, finished, and there is no breaking of what was placed in my heart; I will never go from You my God; Never.
I know You are my Redeemer, I know You are my Comforter, I know You are my Savior, I know You are my Shield and my Rock, I know You love me and I know You are my Bridegroom, Who will be returning for me one day soon. This 10th day of September, 2011, this day, and forever, my Beloved Lord, I know that I know.
Know that you know, know that you know. How many times have you heard this phrase in a sermon? I can remember hearing this so many times and yet, until you truly know, you do not know.
My Lord, how long did You wait for me to truly know You? I know it was a long time by my standards, and when I think of how long You patiently waited for me, waited for me to truly know You; all I can say is thank You, my Lord. Thank You for not letting ne go and for loving me so much, You waited; You did not give me up for loss. You slowly taught me, slowly showed me that I could trust You and You gave me reason after reason to trust You. You comforted me, You supplied my needs, You gave me more grace and mercy than I knew possible. And faith came,. I always thought I had faith; I believed in You, loved You and knew You loved me. But I only had part of the verse down. You drew me into Yourself and faith developed, but I still did not truly know You.
Over the last year as You have taken me into Yourself so deeply, drawing me into such an intimate relationship with You, loving me, cherishing me, pouring out Your Spirit on me, day after day, night after night, never leaving me alone, just You and me, I began to see. I began to see a God that put me in a type of cocoon, wrapped so tightly in Your love that it was no longer easy for the enemy to come in and give me any doubts of Your love. I know You love me. I know You are taking care of me in ways unknown to mortal man. Spiritual envelopment, totally one with You, not letting me slip into any form of mind that is not of You. When the enemy comes, I know all I have to do is ask You to protect my mind, to put a shield around my mind, to let no thoughts contrary to Your Word enter there.
And now I can say I know that I know. I have complete faith in You, my Lord. Total trust in my Lord, the God that created me to be His worshiper. From the beginning of time You knew I would worship You, and You waited until You were my hearts desire, and then You closed the deal. The covenant You made with me is completed, finished, and there is no breaking of what was placed in my heart; I will never go from You my God; Never.
I know You are my Redeemer, I know You are my Comforter, I know You are my Savior, I know You are my Shield and my Rock, I know You love me and I know You are my Bridegroom, Who will be returning for me one day soon. This 10th day of September, 2011, this day, and forever, my Beloved Lord, I know that I know.
Friday, September 9, 2011
FRESH ANNOINTING
1 John 2:20 "But you have an annointing from the Holy One, and all of you know the truth."
Fresh annointing.....the words just kept coming to me tonight Lord, as I sold CDs that are, well, some of them 10 years old or more. There is nothing old about the annointing. When You bless, Lord Jesus, You bless continually. When You annoint someone, when the blessing comes, it is always fresh. Just as new mercies are fresh everyday, so is the annointing.
I thank You, Father, that You annoint me with the fresh oil of the Holy Spirit. The freshness of what You are doing now, this day; not having to live in what was back then, or what I wished it could have been, but an annointing for this season, for what You will have me do now, in You. I feel Your annointing when I pray for others Lord. Whether it is in person, or when I am home, alone, praying for those You put on my heart. It is of You that the annointing comes, Your Spirit brings the annointing in Your timing, not any of my own.
Fresh annointing, that sweet fragrant outpouring of Your Holy Spirit on me, on what You are doing in me. I thank You my Father for Your faithfulness to give me what I need, at the right time of need; that You never leave me floundering alone when You send me to do something. You set me on a course and You steer me in the right direction. You are the wind in my sails, You never leave me; my strength and my wisdom comes from You alone.
Father, I love You. I thank You for the blessings You have poured out on me continually. I thank You for tonight, for the fresh annointing of the Holy Spirit in the sanctuary; for the new songs of worship rising up to bless You. It thrilled my soul to hear the beautiful worship rising up to glorify Your Name. You are my God, I am so in love with You. This 9th day of September, 2011, my spirit is rejoicing in the fresh annointing from You, my Lord, my Beloved.
Fresh annointing.....the words just kept coming to me tonight Lord, as I sold CDs that are, well, some of them 10 years old or more. There is nothing old about the annointing. When You bless, Lord Jesus, You bless continually. When You annoint someone, when the blessing comes, it is always fresh. Just as new mercies are fresh everyday, so is the annointing.
I thank You, Father, that You annoint me with the fresh oil of the Holy Spirit. The freshness of what You are doing now, this day; not having to live in what was back then, or what I wished it could have been, but an annointing for this season, for what You will have me do now, in You. I feel Your annointing when I pray for others Lord. Whether it is in person, or when I am home, alone, praying for those You put on my heart. It is of You that the annointing comes, Your Spirit brings the annointing in Your timing, not any of my own.
Fresh annointing, that sweet fragrant outpouring of Your Holy Spirit on me, on what You are doing in me. I thank You my Father for Your faithfulness to give me what I need, at the right time of need; that You never leave me floundering alone when You send me to do something. You set me on a course and You steer me in the right direction. You are the wind in my sails, You never leave me; my strength and my wisdom comes from You alone.
Father, I love You. I thank You for the blessings You have poured out on me continually. I thank You for tonight, for the fresh annointing of the Holy Spirit in the sanctuary; for the new songs of worship rising up to bless You. It thrilled my soul to hear the beautiful worship rising up to glorify Your Name. You are my God, I am so in love with You. This 9th day of September, 2011, my spirit is rejoicing in the fresh annointing from You, my Lord, my Beloved.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
THE ORPHAN COMPLEX
John 14:18 "I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you."
I know this is what I am to write about, but as I sit here, I am wondering just what the Holy Spirit is leading me to. I know I became a orphan at 40 years old when both of my parents were killed in a house fire. Strange, to feel orphaned at such an age, but I did. Never going home again to sit with my folks and pretend for a few hours that I was still that girl, young and free of responsibilities, free of obligations, just a kid with her parents being taken care of. But one day, that was over. No more going home, no more leaning on my parents for advice, for guidance.
I floundered for two years after they died. I quit my job and stayed home, did not much of anything except feel sorry for myself. A grown woman, can you imagine, just shutting down. My heart breaks for children who lose a parent, much less both of them. But so many children only have one parent to begin with, so they are partial orphans already. We grow into this way of thinking, that we are not what we could be if we don't have that parental figurehead. This is a secret tool of the enemy; one of his most prized weapons; leaving us thinking what we might have become had we not become orphans, what we do not become is a fault of our parents. How each it is to place blame on someone that is not here with us. What easy targets bereaved people, or young people are for the enemy, especially when he uses the lack of a parent to make us feel inadequate, failures, or less than what we could have been.
Our Lord has told us He would never leave us or forsake us. We have a Heavenly Father that is a full Father and Mother to us. A parent that will never leave us. He takes full control of that area that is left void from lack of a parent either from the beginning of our lives or from what ever season we become orphans. He has always been with us, from birth, but as we have our parents, even one, we do not realize who our Real Father is. The Holiest of Holy, our God, the Creator of all we will ever know and so much more, has always been our Father. But when our parents are alive, we don't always realize Who He truly is to us, as we have our parents to rely on. I realize not everyone falls into this category, but if they were to be real honest with themselves, they will see this as some truth in their lives also. So often we do not see our Heavenly Father as the Father He is until our parents are gone. But as I said there are some exceptions to this. I can only speak of my own life.
When I began to realize that God, my Heavenly Father, was taking care of me, was protecting me, comforting me, loving me so much; my eyes began to see the true picture. A Heavenly Father, always there; truly the One that had been taking care of me all along, with my parents overseeing things here on earth, but He was the One that was the real Parent, always where I was, never leaving me. A Parent that would never die, never walk away, never neglect, never harm. My parents were wonderful, they always loved me dearly, always took care of me and my brother and sister; we were loved so much. But how many parents do you read of, or know, that fit into those who walked away, neglected, harmed their children. Our Lord, bless You, my Lord, takes these children, no matter the age, young or old, and holds them to Himself, restoring their souls, their spirits that have been trodden down, their bodies so misused, and begins to show them what real parenting is like. It is so important that we show the love of our Father to all, so those who are hurting deep inside, orphaned by death or abandonment, see that they can be adopted into the family of our God, of a Father who loves them so much.
There is never a need to feel alone, to fall under the orphan complex, when we have a Father that is holding out His arms for us all to rush into. He is waiting to show us all how special He thinks we are, what a difference we make in His life and the difference He would like to make in ours. He wants to pour out His love onto us; He wants to heal our broken spirits; He is waiting to pour His balm of mercy and grace into our souls. Beautiful Father, who holds us in His very hands, blowing sweet breaths of life into our entire being. "Come, now my love," the Father says, "come, let me give you life in Me, let me restore your broken hearts, let me show you a Father's love".
As long as the enemy can keep you living in a orphan complex, you will never know the true love of our Heavenly Father, our Great God, the Ruler of Heaven and earth. No matter whether you have your parents still or not, most of us suffer from the orphan complex. It comes when ever we place blame on our parents for what we are not, for any lack they might have put out on us, their fault or not. The enemy will use what ever small thing and blow it into a complete separation of our life from our parents. Causing an orphan complex. Only the true love of the Father can restore us, only He can restore relationships with parents, with siblings and other family members. Only when we realize what real love is. Real love is not about ourselves, it is about a flow of the Father's love through us. When one tends to keep what they are given, like love from the Father; it this love is not transferred through us to others, it dies. It will become complete dead weight in ourselves, as the Father's love is not meant to keep for ourselves, there is plenty to come back to us, but this love is intended to flow through us. When His love flows through us, it causes life to begin anew in us; it fills us with such joy and peace, this love that stirs such emotion, such love for our Father to build up in us. There is no need to try to hold His love within ourselves as if we do not let it flow out to others, He will give it to someone that will. You will dry up, you will resume that orphan complex again. Let His love flow through you. Be a useful vessel; sharing His love and peace, His beautiful joy with others will make you part of the family of God, and you will never be orphaned again. You will have a Father who will always be your Father, and you will have more family than you ever thought possible. A family that loves you.
My precious Father, how I love You. You have made me Your beloved child. You have poured Your love through me to others and I have never felt so loved, so cared for. I have a huge family that love me because we have a Father in common. We are kin in You. I worship You my Lord; I worship You for all my life, I am loved, I am loved by my wonderful Father in Heaven. This 8th day of September, 2011, I am living a whole, wonderful life, in the most beautiful family of all; the Family of God, my Father.
I know this is what I am to write about, but as I sit here, I am wondering just what the Holy Spirit is leading me to. I know I became a orphan at 40 years old when both of my parents were killed in a house fire. Strange, to feel orphaned at such an age, but I did. Never going home again to sit with my folks and pretend for a few hours that I was still that girl, young and free of responsibilities, free of obligations, just a kid with her parents being taken care of. But one day, that was over. No more going home, no more leaning on my parents for advice, for guidance.
I floundered for two years after they died. I quit my job and stayed home, did not much of anything except feel sorry for myself. A grown woman, can you imagine, just shutting down. My heart breaks for children who lose a parent, much less both of them. But so many children only have one parent to begin with, so they are partial orphans already. We grow into this way of thinking, that we are not what we could be if we don't have that parental figurehead. This is a secret tool of the enemy; one of his most prized weapons; leaving us thinking what we might have become had we not become orphans, what we do not become is a fault of our parents. How each it is to place blame on someone that is not here with us. What easy targets bereaved people, or young people are for the enemy, especially when he uses the lack of a parent to make us feel inadequate, failures, or less than what we could have been.
Our Lord has told us He would never leave us or forsake us. We have a Heavenly Father that is a full Father and Mother to us. A parent that will never leave us. He takes full control of that area that is left void from lack of a parent either from the beginning of our lives or from what ever season we become orphans. He has always been with us, from birth, but as we have our parents, even one, we do not realize who our Real Father is. The Holiest of Holy, our God, the Creator of all we will ever know and so much more, has always been our Father. But when our parents are alive, we don't always realize Who He truly is to us, as we have our parents to rely on. I realize not everyone falls into this category, but if they were to be real honest with themselves, they will see this as some truth in their lives also. So often we do not see our Heavenly Father as the Father He is until our parents are gone. But as I said there are some exceptions to this. I can only speak of my own life.
When I began to realize that God, my Heavenly Father, was taking care of me, was protecting me, comforting me, loving me so much; my eyes began to see the true picture. A Heavenly Father, always there; truly the One that had been taking care of me all along, with my parents overseeing things here on earth, but He was the One that was the real Parent, always where I was, never leaving me. A Parent that would never die, never walk away, never neglect, never harm. My parents were wonderful, they always loved me dearly, always took care of me and my brother and sister; we were loved so much. But how many parents do you read of, or know, that fit into those who walked away, neglected, harmed their children. Our Lord, bless You, my Lord, takes these children, no matter the age, young or old, and holds them to Himself, restoring their souls, their spirits that have been trodden down, their bodies so misused, and begins to show them what real parenting is like. It is so important that we show the love of our Father to all, so those who are hurting deep inside, orphaned by death or abandonment, see that they can be adopted into the family of our God, of a Father who loves them so much.
There is never a need to feel alone, to fall under the orphan complex, when we have a Father that is holding out His arms for us all to rush into. He is waiting to show us all how special He thinks we are, what a difference we make in His life and the difference He would like to make in ours. He wants to pour out His love onto us; He wants to heal our broken spirits; He is waiting to pour His balm of mercy and grace into our souls. Beautiful Father, who holds us in His very hands, blowing sweet breaths of life into our entire being. "Come, now my love," the Father says, "come, let me give you life in Me, let me restore your broken hearts, let me show you a Father's love".
As long as the enemy can keep you living in a orphan complex, you will never know the true love of our Heavenly Father, our Great God, the Ruler of Heaven and earth. No matter whether you have your parents still or not, most of us suffer from the orphan complex. It comes when ever we place blame on our parents for what we are not, for any lack they might have put out on us, their fault or not. The enemy will use what ever small thing and blow it into a complete separation of our life from our parents. Causing an orphan complex. Only the true love of the Father can restore us, only He can restore relationships with parents, with siblings and other family members. Only when we realize what real love is. Real love is not about ourselves, it is about a flow of the Father's love through us. When one tends to keep what they are given, like love from the Father; it this love is not transferred through us to others, it dies. It will become complete dead weight in ourselves, as the Father's love is not meant to keep for ourselves, there is plenty to come back to us, but this love is intended to flow through us. When His love flows through us, it causes life to begin anew in us; it fills us with such joy and peace, this love that stirs such emotion, such love for our Father to build up in us. There is no need to try to hold His love within ourselves as if we do not let it flow out to others, He will give it to someone that will. You will dry up, you will resume that orphan complex again. Let His love flow through you. Be a useful vessel; sharing His love and peace, His beautiful joy with others will make you part of the family of God, and you will never be orphaned again. You will have a Father who will always be your Father, and you will have more family than you ever thought possible. A family that loves you.
My precious Father, how I love You. You have made me Your beloved child. You have poured Your love through me to others and I have never felt so loved, so cared for. I have a huge family that love me because we have a Father in common. We are kin in You. I worship You my Lord; I worship You for all my life, I am loved, I am loved by my wonderful Father in Heaven. This 8th day of September, 2011, I am living a whole, wonderful life, in the most beautiful family of all; the Family of God, my Father.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
THE DEEP TOUCH OF THE LORD
Psalm 42:7 "Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me."
My Lord, I can hardly take a breath without the overwhelming knowledge of my heart's passion for You. Words of love rise up out of my mouth constantly and I can feel Your presence with me. The Holy Spirit constantly warming me with Your love, with Your words of love, drawing me deeper and deeper into You, into Your presence. I had no idea life could be like this, had I known, I would like to think I would have come to You sooner. But part of me wonders if that would have happened with all that was going on. There was a time that You had set to draw me to You, completely, without reservation, without any interference from outside matters, just me, just You. An appointment in time, Your perfect time. You have used all the things that happened prior to that time to bring glory to Your Name, to draw my attention to how You have sustained me, protected me, loved me and given me grace and mercy through those years, those days.
The shadow over my life has been lifted as Your Light has filled every part of me. No longer is there any doubt when things seem to go crazy in my earthly walk as I know Who holds me in His hands, Who is watching over all that is going on, and I know Who has already known that this would take place; that You have prepared me for what will happen. You have shown me Your faithfulness, Your passion for me, and I know You are not leaving me, no matter what I do, You will never leave me. I will likewise never leave You, my King. I know a day may come when I am told to deny You. I am ready for that day; I will never deny You. My heart, so deeply rooted in You, will never let those words rise out of me. I can only stand and profess my eternal love for You, knowing that no matter what happens, I am with You, here on earth or in Your throne room.
Deeper and deeper I am drawn into Your Word, into the messages You have put there for me, for Your Bride. I only have to look at a scripture, begin to read and You begin to show me what there is for me there, that special message that You put there so long ago and I never saw those messages until now. But this is when You planned for me to have knowledge of Your Word, to know what Your love can do, to know what faith can build. I have built a sanctuary for You, my Lord, built on the faith that You have brought me to with Your constant message of love and grace, with Your sweet presence keeping me each day close to You, deep in Your heart.
How marvelous is Your presence, my Lord. How beautiful is Your touch. What love. Indescrible, Your love, Your touch, Your presence. I have difficulty telling people how I feel as it is so hard to put into words, the feeling I get when I am drawn so deep into Your presence. When You lift me from one place and spiritually show me another place, and then put me back; that is so hard to tell people that have never known that kind of relationship with You. They don't understand how You can transport me out of myself to show me something You want me to understand, to write about. I can only pray that one day soon they too, will know the deep touch, the beauty of Your presence, the magnitude of Your love.
My Lord, how I love You. When I think of what You gave, the blood You shed for me, so I could experience this freedom in You, this deep, beautiful, intimate relationship with You. I can only say, again and again, I love You my Lord, I love You, Jesus, my King, my Savior, my Beloved.
This 7th day of September, 2011, I am falling deeper and deeper in love with You, my Lord, and living deep into deep with You, loving Your sweet touch on my life, Your glorious presence.
My Lord, I can hardly take a breath without the overwhelming knowledge of my heart's passion for You. Words of love rise up out of my mouth constantly and I can feel Your presence with me. The Holy Spirit constantly warming me with Your love, with Your words of love, drawing me deeper and deeper into You, into Your presence. I had no idea life could be like this, had I known, I would like to think I would have come to You sooner. But part of me wonders if that would have happened with all that was going on. There was a time that You had set to draw me to You, completely, without reservation, without any interference from outside matters, just me, just You. An appointment in time, Your perfect time. You have used all the things that happened prior to that time to bring glory to Your Name, to draw my attention to how You have sustained me, protected me, loved me and given me grace and mercy through those years, those days.
The shadow over my life has been lifted as Your Light has filled every part of me. No longer is there any doubt when things seem to go crazy in my earthly walk as I know Who holds me in His hands, Who is watching over all that is going on, and I know Who has already known that this would take place; that You have prepared me for what will happen. You have shown me Your faithfulness, Your passion for me, and I know You are not leaving me, no matter what I do, You will never leave me. I will likewise never leave You, my King. I know a day may come when I am told to deny You. I am ready for that day; I will never deny You. My heart, so deeply rooted in You, will never let those words rise out of me. I can only stand and profess my eternal love for You, knowing that no matter what happens, I am with You, here on earth or in Your throne room.
Deeper and deeper I am drawn into Your Word, into the messages You have put there for me, for Your Bride. I only have to look at a scripture, begin to read and You begin to show me what there is for me there, that special message that You put there so long ago and I never saw those messages until now. But this is when You planned for me to have knowledge of Your Word, to know what Your love can do, to know what faith can build. I have built a sanctuary for You, my Lord, built on the faith that You have brought me to with Your constant message of love and grace, with Your sweet presence keeping me each day close to You, deep in Your heart.
How marvelous is Your presence, my Lord. How beautiful is Your touch. What love. Indescrible, Your love, Your touch, Your presence. I have difficulty telling people how I feel as it is so hard to put into words, the feeling I get when I am drawn so deep into Your presence. When You lift me from one place and spiritually show me another place, and then put me back; that is so hard to tell people that have never known that kind of relationship with You. They don't understand how You can transport me out of myself to show me something You want me to understand, to write about. I can only pray that one day soon they too, will know the deep touch, the beauty of Your presence, the magnitude of Your love.
My Lord, how I love You. When I think of what You gave, the blood You shed for me, so I could experience this freedom in You, this deep, beautiful, intimate relationship with You. I can only say, again and again, I love You my Lord, I love You, Jesus, my King, my Savior, my Beloved.
This 7th day of September, 2011, I am falling deeper and deeper in love with You, my Lord, and living deep into deep with You, loving Your sweet touch on my life, Your glorious presence.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
WHISPER JESUS
Revelation 3:11 "I am coming soon. Hold on to what you have, so that no one will take your crown."
How soon, my Lord, how soon are You coming. I know You cannot tell me the answer to that question so many ask, and I don't mean to ask again, but I long for Your return. My heart cries out for you, softly whispering Your name, all day, each night. Jesus, my Jesus, come, dear Lord, come. My hope is in Your promise that You are returning, You are coming for me, Your Bride. I know that Your Bride is so many but I look at Your return so personal, that it is for me, that I look for You constantly.
How great You are, my God. How wonderful You are, how beautiful Your promises to me. It is those promises I hold on to, that I will not let go of. Letting go of Your promises, of Your Word, will be letting my crown be taken from me. My crown is Your Word, Your promises, my redemption in You, all these encased in the crown You have given me. To wear this crown, this beautiful crown on my head, shining with so many jewels, each one You have given to me for loving You, for worshiping You alone, for giving my complete life to You, my King. But I gladly give it back to You, my Jesus, I lay my crown at Your feet for only You are worthy of such beauty, such honor, just You, my Lord.
As I whisper Your beautiful Name, sweet Name of Jesus, my heart fills with such love, such expectation. I expect Your return my Lord. As I see others around me, living their lives as though Your Word is just a book of some future they will not see in their time, it saddens me that they are losing so much, losing the wonderful life in You they could be having. They are missing out on the blessings You bestow on those that love You so much. At the whisper of Your Name, peace surrounds me like a cloud, Your presence pouring peace and love over me like a tidal wave, heavy enough to saturate me but soft enough to hold me steady in its waves of color, radiating off the crown of life You have given me. Darkness tries to come over me and once again, I whisper Jesus, and Your Light pushes out the heavy veil of darkness that the enemy tries to put over me like a shroud. It cannot hold me as Your Light comes piercing like an arrow through the veil, releasing my spirit into Your joy, into Your Glory, Your Presence.
I stopped writing for a little while, my Lord, just to worship You, how great You are my Lord. How worthy You are. So worthy to receive all my praise, all my worship. You are a great, great God. No where can I find a love that thrills my soul, fills my heart with such joy and contentment. Great is my Lord, my King, my Jesus. I will never stop worshiping You my Lord, that would be releasing that hold on my crown of life. You are the reason for the crown I wear, the crown You have given me, it is all of You, my crown is. My crown is Your loveliness, Your goodness, Your love for me. My crown shines with the reflection of Your glory, the purity of Your Word, and the essense of Your love. The sweet, fragrance of Your love filling my crown. And this crown You place on me, literally, each time I whisper Jesus, my Beloved. I know joy fills Your heart when You hear me whisper Your Name with love and adoration. I will always love You, my Lord.
When I whisper Your Name, crying Holy are You my Lord, I feel Your arms surround me. I will always whisper Your Name in our intimate times when it is just You and I, when I know You are here to share love with me, visit with me, walk with me. This 6th day of September, 2011, I am whispering the Name of my precious Bridegroom.....Jesus.....Jesus.....Jesus.....come, Lord Jesus, come.
How soon, my Lord, how soon are You coming. I know You cannot tell me the answer to that question so many ask, and I don't mean to ask again, but I long for Your return. My heart cries out for you, softly whispering Your name, all day, each night. Jesus, my Jesus, come, dear Lord, come. My hope is in Your promise that You are returning, You are coming for me, Your Bride. I know that Your Bride is so many but I look at Your return so personal, that it is for me, that I look for You constantly.
How great You are, my God. How wonderful You are, how beautiful Your promises to me. It is those promises I hold on to, that I will not let go of. Letting go of Your promises, of Your Word, will be letting my crown be taken from me. My crown is Your Word, Your promises, my redemption in You, all these encased in the crown You have given me. To wear this crown, this beautiful crown on my head, shining with so many jewels, each one You have given to me for loving You, for worshiping You alone, for giving my complete life to You, my King. But I gladly give it back to You, my Jesus, I lay my crown at Your feet for only You are worthy of such beauty, such honor, just You, my Lord.
As I whisper Your beautiful Name, sweet Name of Jesus, my heart fills with such love, such expectation. I expect Your return my Lord. As I see others around me, living their lives as though Your Word is just a book of some future they will not see in their time, it saddens me that they are losing so much, losing the wonderful life in You they could be having. They are missing out on the blessings You bestow on those that love You so much. At the whisper of Your Name, peace surrounds me like a cloud, Your presence pouring peace and love over me like a tidal wave, heavy enough to saturate me but soft enough to hold me steady in its waves of color, radiating off the crown of life You have given me. Darkness tries to come over me and once again, I whisper Jesus, and Your Light pushes out the heavy veil of darkness that the enemy tries to put over me like a shroud. It cannot hold me as Your Light comes piercing like an arrow through the veil, releasing my spirit into Your joy, into Your Glory, Your Presence.
I stopped writing for a little while, my Lord, just to worship You, how great You are my Lord. How worthy You are. So worthy to receive all my praise, all my worship. You are a great, great God. No where can I find a love that thrills my soul, fills my heart with such joy and contentment. Great is my Lord, my King, my Jesus. I will never stop worshiping You my Lord, that would be releasing that hold on my crown of life. You are the reason for the crown I wear, the crown You have given me, it is all of You, my crown is. My crown is Your loveliness, Your goodness, Your love for me. My crown shines with the reflection of Your glory, the purity of Your Word, and the essense of Your love. The sweet, fragrance of Your love filling my crown. And this crown You place on me, literally, each time I whisper Jesus, my Beloved. I know joy fills Your heart when You hear me whisper Your Name with love and adoration. I will always love You, my Lord.
When I whisper Your Name, crying Holy are You my Lord, I feel Your arms surround me. I will always whisper Your Name in our intimate times when it is just You and I, when I know You are here to share love with me, visit with me, walk with me. This 6th day of September, 2011, I am whispering the Name of my precious Bridegroom.....Jesus.....Jesus.....Jesus.....come, Lord Jesus, come.
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