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. ❤
From a family that jokes a lot and teases and cajoles, I was once like that with my words. It seemed funny. It got a lot of laughs. But I recently repented of that and used my humor in a different way. Why? All harmless fun, right? I underestimated the power of words, they are so over-under and over-spoken that it is easy to become careless to their power. It struck me as I was reading my Bible how few words were spoken. How often there was silence as a reply. How very powerful and full of meaning and purpose those words were when spoken. Any joking, teasing, kidding where another person or yourself is berated is not in line with “let your yes be yes and no be no; anything more than yes or no is of the devil” or “speak only with words that edify each other”. I realized I needed a word adjustment. People are precious and valuable to God and He wants us to help each other on every level in worship to Him. We should not say anything to another person we would not say to Him. That is my new goal. I will serious up a bit with my words and put that energy into truthful encouragement. Of course, I have to talk, but I will talk gooder. Lol I will retrain myself to only edify, encourage with truth. Looking forward to the challenge of becoming habitual at it. 🙂 ❤
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.
One of my gifts is encouragement. Why? Because I do my best to tell the truth. Encouragement is not the same as flattery. Flattery tickles the pride. Encouragement speaks truth to empower truth to move forward. True encouragement can only come from truth. Again, not flattery. Flattery has a hidden motivation while encouragement is motivated by truth to further someone to act on truth. That is what it is. When do you give it? When someone you see needs it or is wavering or searching out truth. There is that truth word again. And what is encouragement not? Anything else. Encouragement is not trying to bend someone to your own agenda or truth. It is not molested by snippets of lies. It is not motivated by greed, desire, pride, covetousness, self-righteous indignation, personal opinions, etc. Then it ceases to be an encouragement and starts being a sin. Quite a different matter. Better to save your voice and leave it alone. But if truth from God’s Word is welling up within you and you see someone working on truth, sharing truth and a good truthful word with them to help the cause of truth/God, well that is a win for everyone and as refreshing as rain on a hot day. There is a purity in that, a feel good moment, a real quality that breathes in life into it, inspires, recharges, produces thankfulness to God. ❤
By smallness, I do not mean the size of physical form. Just to get that right from the start. The one good thing about evil being so dominant in the fake news entertainment (as there are few and far between true journalists anymore but I digress) or anti-social media or entertainment media is that whatever they are saying, the opposite is true. If they say he did, you can bet he didn’t. If they say families are healthy without a mom and dad, you can bet they are unhealthy. If they say follow your heart, follow your head because your heart is the most easily tricked. If they say true, it is a lie. It is so laughably predictable with all the evil/lie prevalence around us. So if the world says your goal should be to get rich and powerful and popular and well known, you can bet my goal is to get smaller, meaning humble. If man is god, mine isn’t, I’ll stick to God being God. So look with these truth eyes and invert every line you are given and you will be closer to the truth than you imagined. ☺
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 have determined, with all the hullabaloo about “safe zones”, that instead of laughing at tender souls who can dish it out but not take it or for those genuinely tender ones who were born with a soft breakableness, or anyone anymore, that safety is invaluable. I never thought so because I had my fiercely strong and protective Daddy so never felt unsafe. For some kids, their father or mother nowadays is why they feel unsafe to begin with, being impossible to please, being abusive, being critical, neglecting, controlling, what not. And there is a world of people who just have been beat up by demons and other people choosing evil as their lifestyle that safety has become this need, like air. And I decided when all this was becoming apparent in such an increasingly dark and hostile world, that I will always be a safe zone. My body, you see, is a temple of the Holy Spirit. I have a simple temple but it is clean and well attended to. And the Holy Spirit in me is stronger than anything else in this universe. As long as I keep my pride out of the way and stay close to God, I am always safe. Does that make me bulletproof? It could because of my faith and God’s provision, but generally He does not choose to work that way. Those rare events are called miracles. But it means that if a bullet hits me, it may take my body but never my life, I reside in Heaven. I have a place there waiting for me and will Bute fully alive with God forever, for all eternity. This body is super temporary. I am my own safe zone. No amount of evil or hostility or ugliness by other people will ever diminish God’s perpetual and beautiful love for me. Nothing is stronger than His promises or love. Never will be. I rest safe and secure in the absolute truth that I am saved by Jesus and am living eternally with Him, whether I am here or in heaven makes no difference to me. Heaven sounds better because the evil will be destroyed, woo hoo, but I am at peace and in joy and safety wherever I am or whatever is going on. I am a safe zone. You can be too. Anyone can make that beautiful choice for themselves. Unfortunately we cannot make the choice for anyone but us, so please make it for yourself and you will never regret it. ❤