If, through the process of healing and growth, you have found yourself in that in-between place that feels like an abyss, understand that He is the pro at restoring the years you feel have been lost. Don’t try to construct a spaceship to get you back to earth as quickly as possible. Most of us are ill-equipped to man, much less assemble, that ship. He IS working all things together for good, even if you cannot see or fathom it. Leave space for the space. **Fellow wordpress blogger kerri on purpose
The way the 🌎 is right now doesn’t get to determine my reality. That stuff is there and I need to be a good American, but it is not my only reality.
Jesus Christ is.
I needed this today.
(Jesus I need some help here. #primethepump)
I appreciate these things:
- Dogs friendly ears
- Babies that smell like milk
- Cleaning with some good music on
- The fuzzy hair that stands up on baby elephants heads
- Ears– so many different kinds!
- Fingernail polish
- Tulips–so graceful and elegant
- Soft chenille pillow cases
- earl grey, hot
- Captain Picard
- Cool, green grass
- Misty shores
Some kids that I care about are making bad choices right now.
I know Jesus will not blow sunshine about this.
He will tell me the truth.
Not everything that my kids do as adults is about me
But some of it is.
I did make some really bad mistakes
Especially when the twins (child #4 and #5,) were little and I was in the worst of my addiction and disassociation and losing time.
Especially when my kids got older and we got in adult-type arguments.
I remember new stuff all the time. Now that I am flat on my back in bed. I try not to obsess over it.
I own it. I’m sorry.
I’m learning new skills.
That’s all I can do.
God can do more.
Those bad choices stole from us.
He’s got a multi generational plan going here.
I trust Him at His word.
I was just thinking about something with Jesus.
Hubby and I have friction over whether to go out or stay home quite a bit.
We have regular dates
1. once a week for conflict resolution
2. and once a week for fun.
And he will often say he wants to stay home.
While I have been home all the time and want to get out of my sickbed and see something beside my walls.
This song came to my mind as I was pondering……so I looked it up on YouTube and was listening to it again prayerfully with God.
I suddenly saw that this– our home– is my husband’s Oasis.
he’s safe here.
He can rest and relax and let his hair down in respite.
Of course he would not want to leave it!
It’s sweet that he wants me to be in it with him.
I think instead of being resentful at him and thinking he wants me to be constricted and limited,
I will reframe it reboot my heart
and find it endearing
that he wants to be safe at home with me.
We still need to compromise maybe every other time we can go out or something. I need that.
it helps me to understand where he’s coming from you know?
It may take us a while to get to the other side; some of our plans and dreams may be on hold for a short while. We may have to cut back a bit and make some changes.
At the same time, we wait, but rest assured the prophetic Word God gave you before this storm still stands firm in heaven, and it will manifest in this earth if you stand firm on his Word.
As we …pick up the broken pieces and rise out of the ashes, keeping our eyes on Jesus, knowing he is with us, we can stand in his authority.
This principality will fall, and the purpose you were called to will manifest—hold on to His Word because you will make it to the other side!
Youversion devo “Purpose in the Storm” for today
I needed this today. Feeling orphaned and shunned by my abuse and crime-ridden family. Grossed out by the people I come from.
God tells me that I am what I am.
Proud to be from my people
Because we are from Eve
Humbled to be from my people
Because we are from Eve
Thank You God.
You tell me the truth.
“You are my reason. You are all my reasons.”
I love You back, Papa God.
God’s not like that . He gets it.
I think our feminist-influenced media gives our guys too much grief, not enough support.
They put the bar up there so high, that no guy could reach it.
I think the average guy loves his family and wants to take care ❤ of them. But the MrRogersmeetsscottishhighlandlaird ideal that the media idealizes is NOT real life.
Am I right?
I want my hubby to feel relaxed, accepted and admired at a 7 with the occasional 5 and occasional 8 or 9.
I want to be secure in my relationship with Jesus.
Jesus is my 10.
Always strong and confident, always tender and empathetic. That’s my God.
Remember that commercial for mountain dew?
Where the guy Is hot and tired
And takes a drink of mountain dew
and then, in his mind, falls into a huge lake of refreshing, cold water?
I remembered that commercial from the 80s when I was Thinking about this verse with Jesus.
I feel a sense of nostalgic longing, or burning in my soul.
Like on the road to Emaus (luke 24) when the disciples asked each other– after Jesus appears, explains the scriptures to them, and then disappears –“we should’ve known it was Jesus because didn’t our hearts burn within us?”
I also remembered the verse in the song of songs that says refresh me with Apples and raisins for I am sick with love (song of songs 2)
also, the Bible talks about David and his warriors finding a survivor of the Canaanite raiders (Ziklag), who rode off with their stuff and their wives and children while they were gone. They find an Egyptian slave who was left for dead. He hasn’t eaten For days, and been sick with a fever, and the Bible says they gave him water and a cake of figs and he was refreshed and revived in his soul and could talk to them about which way the bad guys went. (1 Sam 30:11)
Thank you Father for your word that is meat and drink to my soul .