A Story

I love a good story. So I figured I would tell one. This is a story about a bear. This bear was born in a beautiful forrest. She stayed with her mother and brother for a couple of years and then was on her own. She knew what to do to survive, what she had to do to make it in the forrest alone, what to eat, when to rest, what to avoid.

Once on her own, she had a great time for a while. But some new smells lured her greedy tummy to a campsite, where she found some food to eat that was different than her normal food. So thrilling! All new and exciting so much so that the little voice she heard telling her not to go there was easily silenced. She kept coming back night after night, enjoying herself immensely. However, her presence had not gone unnoticed.

One night, she was going for another food run in the campground and there was a gunshot that just skimmed her fur. She ran the best she could and washed a bit of blood off in the creek. She decided she would not go there again. She would be scarred but was still alive and a bit smarter.❤

So I Lost a Car

I was sad that we lost a car. It was sold out from under us as we were getting financed. This saddened me, it was the one I wanted with the best price, little mileage, etc. And this saddened me that we lost it. And I was correct and accurate when I also blogged that God is in control and I trust Him to n provide what we need when we need it. But I was recently convicted. Many really saddening things are.going on, people are dying, people are seriously depressed, people are lost to an eternity in hell if we cannot get them to understand how dearly God loves them and sent Jesus to save them. My little loss of something new to drive, especially when my car is still driveable, is shameful. I am sorry for it and totally over it. I say it all the time and it is still true… “people are more important than things”. Always, hands down this is true. And people’s souls are their most important asset because it is their only eternal belonging. The thing is, we all each get to choose whether our souls will live eternally with God in heaven or in hell created for demons. We choose this. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord Jesus Christ, our God Yahweh. Please help others you love to see that they make the choice for their eternal soul’s destination, whether knowingly or unknowingly. Make sure they know. God bless us and save us, everyone.❤

Oh What a Difference a Choice and a Night Makes

So, we begin our story on a busy day yesterday. So busy, I barely stopped moving all day. We tried to do homeschool while watching our 9 month old grandson who was ill, with meals and dishes and she decided to go get gas and shop at Target before picking up her sick baby and so without dinner or anytime to change we raced over to my son’s baseball game, got home late and got to bed late. And I was anticipated the same craziness today but with band practice instead of baseball and PE in the morning. Crazy, right?

Instead, I am just headed to sleep and I get a “Mom!” from my son. Unusual and never good, I get in there and I will not gross you out but I had a lot of cleaning up to do. He was suddenly sick. He is hardly ever sick but he had saved up. He must have eaten something awful from the canteen at baseball. It cleared his entire digestive system. Water wouldn’t stay down. All night long it was clean up, try to sleep, awoken up in a couple hours to clean up and nurse the boy.

I made an executive decision and texted to cancel PE and the babysitting today. And I slept a few hours before the next bout. And here we are. Sleep deprived but at least able to sleep a couple hours at a time between nursing the gut along toward healing and cleaning. Lord help us moms!

So “oh what a night” is explained. Next explains the choice.

My son had, in the morning when he was supposed to be doing school and up to now has been, decided to play hooky and watch a Netflix movie that happened to be a horror flick. What possessed him, I know not, but I believe it opened a door to an evil spirit to come in. He confessed to me at night when everything that could go wrong n in a day did go wrong. Because as soon as he had finished that movie around noon, the baby who had been well was suddenly sick, the game went poorly and my son played like he had never played a game in his life, my husband was very aggitated and grumpy, my daughter was an emotional wreck, I was suddenly overwhelmed and tired, and then the illness.

Upon seeing the demonic activity allowed in and hearing the confession, we joined hands and rebuked the demon in Jesus’ powerful name and Zac rede dictated his life to Jesus and was baptized in the Holy Spirit and rejected his choice and evil that was pressing on him. I prayed over the house and loudly commanded the evil to leave in Jesus’ name and pleaded God’s Holy Spirit to live here and bring us the fruits of the Spirit in abundance to reside here.

He did. All was immediately made right. My daughter had peace and fell into a deep, restful sleep she stayed n in through the night’s ups and downs. My husband relaxed and had peace and even joy. I received energy and peace. Zac had peace even though he had to undergo a reminder purging of his system. And the baby is not here today but is doing better.

The devil will come in any way he can and is allowed- be it horror movies, pornography, personal choices of pride, sexual misconduct, gluttony, idolatry, whatever it is- even to Christian homes. He must be sent packing by the authority we have with the Holy Spirit. And we must make it right by humbly choosing Jesus again. Please learn this lesson with us. Be encouraged that we have the cure through the Great Physician Jesus Christ and the power of the Holy Spirit. Praise God!!❤❤❤

Humility is Power With Humble Origins

People with evil hearts and lying tongues put it out there that humility (the result of being humble) is a bad thing. Like you are a wimp if you are humble. Or a coward. Or ignorant. This is a lie. Being humble is the greatest goal we can achieve as humans. Why?

The Truth says that “Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth.” You cannot be meek without being humble. Humble is self- controlled and self-minimizing, which is power under control. There are few who have enough power and confidence in God their Father to control their power for His sake and obey and pray. This is an immensely powerful thing. The power of laying down power for the good of others and ultimately the work of God is extraordinary glorious and rewarding. It fill me with peace and joy and love. God honors humility. There is little He honors more. He said Moses was the most humble man on earth. This was a high compliment. Humility is not being kept low. Quite the opposite. It is choosing to stay low for the good of Someone Higher (God). ❤

Happily Caught in the Light

When the garbage attitudes and evils and distractions of this world weigh in, we have a better way. Instead of falling for the garbage, we can focus on God, the light. When we fall for distractions, we become contributors to it so we must rise above it. And what is higher? God is highest, no one is greater. So I choose to put the garbage out to the curb and instead focus on being caught up in praising Jesus. What more worthy cause is there? What is better than worship? Nothing. So when the world throws relentless supplies of garbage at you over and over, flip the script and praise Jesus, our worthy Savior, who gave His all for us despite the garbage going on around Him and who proved His love right then and there, shining out light like day in the darkest night. Jesus is worthy of our focus and concentrating on Him will dispel the garbage and cast you into the fresh, clean light where He wants you to be. Protected. Loved. Happy.❤❤❤

On Down the Road

I decide to go walk with my daughter.

I decide not to helicopter my spouse.

I decided his choices are his.

I decided to stay close to God.

I decided to walk with my daughter rather than police my spousal rights.

I decided to pray and let God work.

I decided policing him has been policing me.

I decided to be free.

I decided God avenge all wrongs against me.

I decided not to myself.

I decided to go walk with my daughter.

I decided right for her is my greater right.

I decided.

It is beautiful.

It is peace and joy from God.

I am free.

Free is beautiful.❤

Judging Revisited

I cannot judge another soul for I am as guilty at everything as they are. Sad but true. Just because I confess all to God and have repented and forgiven as instructed frees me of the guilt and purifies me. But I am just as corrupt as the next guy or gal apart from Jesus’ salvation. So I cannot judge anyone. That is God’s job. If I am wronges, I cannot judge them but can object and bring it to their attention so they know they have wronged me. Then the ball is in their court and they have a chance to change. If they refuse, I have a choice to keep putting up with it and keep forgiving g indefinitely and pray for them (which I currently am) or disassociate myself from them. Am I any better than them? No, I am just as capable of sinning and have to repent daily and keep praying for forgiveness. But because I humble do this, I am better off, for I have peace. I may never be happy with the situation of continuous wrong done to me daily but I have joy under it, legs of hope to stand on, and this beautiful opportunity to grow my humbleness. And I am all the better off for it. ❤