Motivation for living is always God, the promoter and source of life. He who made life encourages it to thrive. That is the truth. And for me, I am also motivated by remembering that our enemy is very real also and is almost as adamant about destroying life as God is about promoting it. Almost. And with significantly less power. God is omnipotent and all powerful and absolutely brimming with Love, the greatest Force in the universe. The enemy is a fallen angel, a created one who wanted the glory and power, a jealous prideful one, therefore brimming with hate, the weakest force in the universe, held together by lie upon lie upon lie, a created one. He has no great power withing except that which God had originally given him and so has to cover that up with a myriad of lies, smoke and mirrors, deceptions, and cheap parlor tricks. So this motivates. Moreso than the enemy’s weakness is the Truth of God. And knowing that every battle we have on this earth is a spiritual battle for our souls, allows forgiveness to happen. We forgive the people for they are quite ignorant that they are pawns in a game. They operate on belief in a lie. They chose ignorance over truth. They are duped suckers and so easy to forgive. Closeness to God promotes life, truth, love, all the fruits of the Holy Spirit and drawing close to Him is life and motivation to live. He is near, present wherever we are. He holds nothing back when we humbly pray, wanting us to live the purpose we were designed to live and longing with great love to be close to us. Love is then the motivation to live, for God is love. Nothing else persists past the time it takes you to get that and forgive and humbly pray. And that, beautiful friend, is the deep truth. And the Truth always sets you free. ❤
Daddy and I used to watch football together growing up. It was my favorite team sport to watch with him. (Boxing was my favorite sport of to watch with him but that is for another blog.) And if you watch football for any length of time and in any depth of strategic plays, you will find that the best teams have a great offense. And even if their defense is rather eh?, they can still turn out well by having an exceptional offense. And truly in life as well, I won many battles by offense focus, whether a threat from a bully heading my way, a difficulty brewing, a weird statement from a collegue, a lying attack against your character, whatever it might be. And when I saw the threat, I ran to meet it head on. Most threats are made by bullies of some sort, which are all cowards, and facing them makes them run off crying or frustrated and they leave you alone. Demonic attacks are the same. However, we work our offense on our knees in humble prayer and active Bible study. In this way, the weaker we seem, the stronger we are for God can work. And He is definitely in charge and over everything and everyone. God is bigger than any hurricane, as we experienced firsthand. He just is. Praise God! ❤ ❤ ❤
With struggles unseen by naked eye,
that loom over the struggler, passed by,
it leaves much doubt inside the head
as to which one can hear and which one can lend
a hand to help fight this struggle unseen,
this plague of a madman inside my brain
wreaking all sorts of havoc and wishing me bled.
And of every person who does not even know
the length and the depth of this struggle I know,
this secretive life that I cannot reveal
or I would hurt a loved one so real.
I realize this, there is only just One
Who knows every secret that’s ever been done.
God knows my struggle, the darkness I know.
And He gives me peace only He can bestow.❤❤❤
Too much sun today, from Homeschool Group meeting and then pool time. Lots of sun, lots of heat. Did I mention hot?
So the pool felt good but added to the sun part. And I thought, isn’t that what we do in life? We play with fire, get close to it, have a little more fun, stay a little bit longer and before we know it, we are wounded, burned. Christians seem hell bent on seeing how much of the world they can enjoy and still be saved, how close to the fire without getting burned. Instead, we should be enjoying the fruit of the Spirit and seeing how different we can be from the world as we worship and serve the Lord. ❤
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.
I am not on facebook. I was and wasted a heck of a lot of time on it pretending to be social but only writing, never saying or hearing an audible word from people, never making eye contact with them, never touching their skin. I still miss the thought of being “in touch” with them but once getting off of it realized it was just the thought I had to begin with. Knowing the events of a person’s life is in no shape the full picture of that person. Seeing pictures tells only part of the story. And I had shared my number before getting off of it and not one person from it except my best friend, one good friend and family has called since I’ve been off. No calls even when I was on, truth be told. It is this false notion of connectedness in an addictive need to know formula. And that is dangerous. One has a sense of urgent dependency to be on tech to feel connected but it is a false sense of connection. My husband got back on just to wish his daughter a happy birthday, as apparently she cannot communicate any other way. Now that he told her, he is getting off again. So, I was looking up a few friends from my past and they only jumped up in searches on facebook, maybe on Instagram too and nothing about real life. And it brought them right up so good people or bad people would know where they were, what they were doing, see their pictures, etc. That is pretty scary to me, maybe I am cautious. But being off facebook, evidently I am weird again and out of the loop and old fashioned and definitely out of people’s thoughts and minds and realm of communication. So, I draw closer still to God who loves me and my little family and take comfort that God is always with me, even on lonely night after lonely night and days of family and band family that are still around and maybe a friend now and then. And I am content, don’t get me wrong, but I miss days of calling someone up on a phone that doesn’t play a role in cancer and just talk or meet in person. Ooo, ah. What would it be like if neighbors still visited each other. What would happen if people actually still had and practiced real social skills? Who knew technology would kill real committed human connections. Amazing. So glad I have God or I would be extremely lonely in this world. I am so blessed. ❤
It takes a lot to anger me. God has worked hard to “enhance my calm” and build up my peace and joy and I have always been laid back. When I get angry, however, it is a fire, a hurricane and fire. I get angry when defenseless people are wronged or bullied, when God is disrespected, when His people are targeted and attacked, and when one of our children is lost. One of them is, it became very clear to me last night upon seeing her after 6 months of blowing us off. So now it is very obvious to me that it is a spiritual matter and there is a fight on for her soul. And this pissed me off. The enemy is attacking my family and that does not fly with me! I am mad. And I will be fighting now until this wrong is made right. I will not allow my kids to be lost and suffer an eternity long. I will fight for her in the most powerful way there is. I am going to pray. Dilligently. I will reach out in love every chance I can but I will pray. Hard. Long. Diligently. I will pray while I quilt. I will fast. I will pray for her deceived soul. Never make me angry or I will pray tirelessly. I will call on the awesome and powerful God of the universe for help. I, in all my might, can only do so much. But allmighty God can do any and everything and can conquer spiritual forces. He is my strength.