Life is in the Spirit

I caution that these are very deep thoughts. We are told we are made up of physical body, soul and spirit. This is true but not complete and certainly unable to teach us how to live best and where to focus attention for greatest impact and enjoyment and fulfillment in life. Physical life is the bones and marrow, the blood and guts, the neurotransmitters and muscles, organs, hormones, hippocampus, brain, automatic functions as breathing and reflexes with pain, purposeful functions as walking and thinking. This is our human form, our carnality, our base makeup, the physical self. When people focus on this, the most shallow part of their construct, we see behavior that grabs what it needs and wants, focuses on physical form, lusts, emotes, longs, drives for good or bad but just drives. There is instinct and materialism, the ability to work and move about. When people live here, their contentment is dependent upon their circumstances and environment being copacetic. This is a survival and dependent sort of thinking. Primal. Shallow. 

Deeper down is the soul that in my view contains the will and the drive to higher levels of existence. This is where everyone’s God – shaped void is (because He made us all and wants a loving relationship with us). Some recognize that and fill it with other spiritual things or gods or momentarily fill it with drugs or alcohol or sex addictions that elevate you momentarily and then leave again, the void still unfilled. This deeper level is the why people have to go deeper than the shallow to overcome addictions. This soul part is where the will also is. It can override the physical body when it is accessed and it’s power tapped into. This is a deeper level of function. Contentment here can only be reached when the God-shaped void is filled. Deeper level.

The deepest level is our spirit. This is where we access the spirit world. It is the deepest part of us and can trump all the rest when accessed and it’s power utilized. And here is where the Holy Spirit resides for those who are saved (have chosen to accept Jesus as Savior and this God as sovereign God). And when humble prayer is uttered in heart or soul or mouth, the Holy Spirit fills the God-shaped void in our soul and the result is a stronger permanent contentment called peace which is not dependent upon the lower levels’ situations or environments. The fruits of the Holy Spirit (love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and self-control) are signs and results/proof of the Holy Spirit being there. They are characteristics of God (the Holy Spirit being part of the trinity of God) that we have access to in the spirit that are not dependent on the physical body or soul but show up to train and use it properly and to full affect.

This is my understanding of life and how to make the most of it. I would urge everyone to accept Jesus Christ as Savior to receive the Holy Spirit and have this eternal fullest life possible and see for yourself.❤

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Envisioning Heaven

When the day is hard and long

Escape with your mind

To a world that can’t be found

Unless your spirit finds it.

And think with me a place

Full of beauty, color rich

Where evil no longer resides

And no pain, no tears, no wretch.

And I can envision this

For it comes from pages bright

The text of ancient past

That is my sword and light.

And I know this full well

My Savior waits for me

Loved me enough to die

And rose to set us free.

And I can endure so much

With patient joy and peace

For soon awaits our world,

Our perfect jubilee.

A 5-K, Consulting, Ditch Digging, a pool1 & Chicken in One Day

I had a bizarre and pretty exhausting day today. I am certain you are quite interested in it lol. Thank God, I started it off with a fast 5-K walk (my knees told me I cannot jog anymore) and a long prayer with my God, how I love Him! Then came two audiologic consults, reminding me that I am a doctor and can still help people. Then lunch and home for ditch digging and dressing (with concrete and river rocks) continued. Cleaned up from that and headed to the pool with the kids then grabbed chicken for supper on the way home. Had to hit two gas stations for filling up the tank as the first station was out if gas. They are price gouging because of the hurricane (as bad as lawyers, benefitting from people’s terror) and should be penalized for it, but I digress. Then showers and now about to hit the sack. I am wiped out. However, I am still alive and healthy and at peace. You see, when I start the day with the Lord I love so very much who loves me, the whole day is set in the right tempo and peace and joy mix to allow all the things flying at me to not stick. It is like a good prayer life with God is a good grease that the crud flying at us cannot dig into or stick to. The peace and joy and hope remain in tact all day. That is the secret, friends. Even in ugliness and abuses and selfishness surrounding and threats of catastrophes, God holds me closer than I can hold Him and sustains, provides for, loves and nd protects me. It is beautiful. On the busiest days, calm prevails. Beautiful!! Thank you, God! ❤❤❤

Wildfire

A very long time ago, I babysat a girl. It was my one and only time babysitting her. I used to wonder what I had done wrong that they never asked me again. Many families with 4 kids or 2 kids were quite pleased with my babysitting, paid me extra, wanted me back. I was in demand and every weekend in those days was booked. But this one family with this one girl never had me watch her again. Why? And she popped back into my mind. I called her by her name, Rose. She was quite wild and I did not want her hurt or the house damaged so I made her sit with me and draw. She was quite good at it. I had her help me wash dishes while I told a story or sang to her (as she was 9). And she was a doll the whole time I was there. As soon as her parents stepped through the door, she was wild again, like a completely different person, almost possessed. The dad laughed at her crazy and said, “That’s why we call her Wildfire.” I left, boggled and all these years did not understand it all until now. I remember their surprise at her beautiful picture, their almost disdain at her helping with dishes, her calm demeanor they glanced before she realized they had arrived home. They wanted a wild child, a spoiled princess they could laugh at, be entertained by. She was their entertainment. I infringed upon that and showed her a different way without realizing it. I did right by that beautiful little girl and they wanted wrong and it all started with the name. Wildfire. Not sweet Rose. And I love and respect children and demand they love and respect others and themselves and it starts with names. Children tend to live up to what they are called and treated and what their name means. Please understand that and make a point to be purposeful in your talk to people. Only encourage and lift up. “Tell God your problems and bad stuff, tell other people everything else” is very, very good advice I heard from advice wise woman of God.❤

Frog People/Poetry Against Drone People

American automatic amphibian

The frog changes so much

It starts unable to walk, just swim

With tail a wagging, needing, moving

It grows some legs and can swim faster still.

Still it is wagging, needing, moving

And then two more legs come out and it’s able

To now hop and need and move even more

And it eats with an automatic instinct, no thinking first

And it goes through life needing and moving

American automatic amphibian

Frog people I see, around me they live to

Move and need and eat automatically.

No precious love is seen in their eyes, 

Frog people move and need and grow and thrive

American automatic frog people.

Once was empathy, giving, sacrifice

Now there is mindless catching of flies

I refuse to be a frog lady. I refuse.

I will give, sacrifice, empathize, think, explore.

For God made frogs frogs and us so much more, as

American autonomous people.❤

Bad Strange Day & My Choice Response

I talked to my husband. Normal. He was aggitated. Normal. I cleaned my mom’s house while she taught piano lessons. Normal. I got home and Steve was gone. Strange. Zach and I watched a movie while Kathleen visited with mom. Normal. Steve got home, not having gone to Ace as he told me he was. Strange. Steve criticized me and Zach got aggitated. Strange. I got angry and cast out demons from this house. Strange. Everything went back to calm and normal. Normal. I picked up Kathleen and made supper. Normal. I cleaned the bathroom and washed dishes. Normal. So I guess I discovered what the problem was. If there is an ugly strange upon the house all of a sudden, remember that our fight is not against flesh against and blood but in the spiritual realm and we must out loud remind these evil family-tearing spirits to get out of here in Jesus’ name. So bad strange does not have to live here. ❤

Easier to Fall

It amazes me how much easier it is to fall. It is so easy to say the wrong word, do the wrong thing, give up and be mediocre or lazy, so easy to revert to old bad habits or act like like bad things you were shown or doing what we want or falling for pleasures and vices. Being good and specifically being God’s and thus being eternally successful is really hard comparitively. It just is. If being a Christian is ever presented as an easy road, they are liars and want something from you. The truth is it is counter culture to serve rather than try to be served. It is counter culture to be humble. It is counter culture to love when people deserve hate. It is counter ourselves to please God rather than try to please ourselves. It is difficult, really difficult. But what is true is that we have an unlimited and eternal source of help and strength and comfort available to us any and every time we humbly ask Him. We are not alone in this journey, we are never asked to be. In fact, God wants us closer, nearer, more in live with Him, communicating more. He wants to love on us and teach us with His Word. He wants to whisper love to our hearts in prayer. He wants to lavish love on us and reward us for our struggles and remind us we are just passing through and will be with Him forever on beautiful sin-less bliss soon if we just draw close to Him and struggle on with peace and joy and hope as our love/strength gifts from Him.