I don’t believe clarity can come until distractions are put away. Clarity can come in noise or a crowd but rarely does so. Focus has to be reached and in practice in order for clarity to arrive. So what is clarity? Clarity is seeing the truth in its pure, clear meaning and purpose. There is a lack of distortion and confusion, a lack of bias and subjective reasoning. Clarity is the objective, unadulterated realization of pure truth. When we ask God to give us direction, what we are really asking Him is to give us clarity on what we should be doing. And God is the only One who can give this clarity because He is truth. He gives it gladly and lovingly to those humble seekers of Him who ask for it. Clarity is beautiful. It makes clear what was muddled. It makes certain what was speculation or confirms what you believed if you were on the right track. Clarity is a goal and time spent alone with God and in the Bible is generally the best way to receive this gift. ❤
When we lose someone very close to us, someone dearly loved, for some of us who feel very deeply, it is a heavy weight for a very long time. And almost a year later, I am finally starting with God’s constant help and comfort, to move the missed loved one from the forefront of my mind into a section of beautiful memories that are available for recall. There is a fading that God blessed me with and generously granted me, a not-the-first-thing-I-think-about day, night and in the middle anymore. God is generously by grace filling those positions with Himself because like a little persistent child, I keep asking Him to. It is debilitating to keep someone alive in your mind when they are no longer alive in your world. You have to start the process with God’s help of putting them back into the mind and keep God in the place of worship, focus, immediate thought. I had to and God has gradually allowed it and I am so thankful. I still miss him like crazy but I am here now, ready to serve and be present for God and my family and people in my spaces. Praise God!
I just watched “Moana” with my kids because it is on Netflix now. Talk about a great movie! I highly recommend it. I liked the story and character development and the hope. I did not need all the reincarnation spirit stuff or mysticism but I think writers think they need to do that or keep the kids’ attention nowadays, it’s lazy but akin to mythology. Nonetheless, taking the story to its heart, it yearns to push through to find your gift and meaning. And for that it is beautiful. I loved the friendships also. And we all loved the chicken. Life is, my friends, whatever we allow ourselves to pursue as God gifts us. He gives us the drive to do what he gives us to do, our purpose. And when we pursue that, things eventually fall into place. ❤
It is the sunny side of the street, the optimistic viewpoint, the good stuff, that green grass under your own feet in your own yard, it is looking at the blessed side of life. We are incredibly blessed. I am incredibly blessed. In every dark valley I chose to walk in or was forced to walk in, there was always that one path, albeit difficult to see at the time, that way to sunshine, that hand out to grab. And in good times, it is more obvious. And as soon as we focus on it and humbly draw near to God, we can see it everywhere. Faith builds up and we can see the blessings more clearly, more poignantly. Of course the evil is still there. It will be more and more as the enemy’s days are numbered and Jesus return is soon. But I can choose to focus on God and humbly search out His blessings and even ways to be a blessing. Oh, there is when you have arrived, matured n in faith. You are not just looking for the light but become it. That, my friends, is spectacularly beautiful! I love you! ❤
I will face challenges. I will have battles brought to my table. I will have to stare evil in the eye at some point on some level. There will be attacks. I will be pushed and tried. All these things are guaranteed. It is not a maybe situation. It will happen. But never again, and I am shouting it to the world, never again will I attempt to fight or react or respond or find success without God. I will never again face an attack or battle or problem alone. I will always go with God. He fights bad guys and has already won the big war and I fight then humbly in continuous prayer and Bible reading. And when the time comes that He ever wants more than that from me, I will hear His still small voice and obey and be ready with great confidence. Never again will I walk alone through anything. I walk with God who loves me unequivocally and deeply on levels man can not go. I beg you to do the same. God is always available.
A mature woman of God once told me her story. She was a patient of mine, a regular, a real sweetheart. She told me of her heart’s song, the story of her love life. It goes something like this (but without her charming demonstrative flare- you’ll have to imagine it). She was married to a man who was horrible to her for years and was miserable and wanting desperately to be loved and held and treasured by a man. She happened to meet a man she had been friends with a long time but they realized they loved each other. The bad thing was that he was also in a miserable marriage also to a horrible woman. They, for 9 months of bliss together, justified their love because their marriages and spouses were so horrible and they felt so good and whole in each other’s arms and company, it seemed like destiny, they were soul mates in every sense of the word, perfect for each other. It was a perfect fit. Well, the man was being kicked out of his living arrangement and decided to go back to his wife to survive (she would not leave her kids so stayed in the house married technically- divorce being a bad thing back then), leaving her high and dry, not looking back, throwing her away like garbage. She ended up heart broken and almost died of her broken heart, so great was the loss and the betrayal. She yearned for him and mourned him for 9 full months, the amount of time they were together. And I was moved to tears as she still teared up speaking of it, such a sad story, such a broken women before me even telling the story to me so passionately, so empathetic was I to her pain, I felt it equisitely. Then she changed her demeanor entirely and began again. This beautiful old woman told me that the story didn’t end there. She said that she felt alone and friendless after that and decided she would not waste the rest of her life depressed until she died, so she started praying and reading her Bible. A new friend helped her to rebuild her heart a little at a time and she became a strong woman of faith and character and she said Jesus restored and forgave her entirely and He can do the same for anyone. I thanked this beautiful woman for sharing her heart story with me and hugged her. It is not every day you meet someone so willing to share their intimate struggles and testimony. (She gave me permission to share this, by the way.) I think if we all showed people how Jesus changed us and humble ourselves enough to be vulnerable to the listeners and tell it like it is, warts and all, we would help win souls to Jesus for salvation and eternal life with Him in heaven. Jesus has saved us all who are saved and someone may need to hear your heart story to be saved. Never be too proud to tell it. Or rather, be more proud of Jesus and how incredibly He saved you from it that what it might look like that you were imperfect enough to need salvation in the first place. ❤
There is a certain pride that you need to get on stage. I have led worship, been in secular and worship bands and orchestras, done public speakinh, sung before thousands, and been in a lot of musicals. You have to have some pride to do this. You have to believe in your ability enough to believe you can and should perform or preferably lead other people watching you. You have to have some pride in your appearance or not care. You have to have some level of belief in yourself that what you are doing is worthwhile and beneficial enough to convey a point, a message, be believable, be natural in the presentation. I walk on stage more confidently than I walk into a room of just a few people, I do not get nervous, I do not wonder if I look ok, I do not hesitate, my mouth does not get dry or wet or anything different. I am not nervous. I focus on what I am doing. Or I wing it. There has to be a measure of pride involved. This pride is not bad, it is focused and purposeful. This pride is necessary for that purpose. When you are getting up there for your own glory or attention or praise or elevation or to prove you are ready worthwhile or better than anyone is where pride turns from are reset into liability, obedience into sin, good into bad. See, the focus is areressetlways to benefit, to do good, to elevate God and help people do that to. When we stay in the good pride, also called self-confidence or as I like to think of it confidence that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, God blesses our efforts. You see, that kind of pride is actually humility. I am not perfect, but I will go up there, Lord, because you want me to and I trust you will help it go well. Humble does better on stage than self-elevation or perfectionism self-elevaters call it. Once you say the object is perfection, I know your heart has gone the way of sinful pride and you will screw up. I tell you to prepare but trust God every time for the outcome. He may need imperfect for someone for reasons you don’t know. Who cares. You obeyed and praise God He does what is best!!! ❤