Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Forgiveness. Offense. Time Out
Sunday at church our pastor spoke on the topic of forgiveness and offense; something I've heard so many times but yet for some reason there was such profound revelation flowing. When Jesus was on the cross they offered up to Him a gall (bile/nasty/poison like liquid)- which represented offense/bitterness in the message. Jesus took a sip and as soon as He tasted it, He spit it out. He didn't even allow it into His body. (application: instead of taking on the offense and bitterness of what was being done to Him, He chose not even to allow it inside His body, He spit it out-He didn't receive that offense, that bitterness).
Then on top of all of the crap He had been through, the ridicule, the brutal beating and torture, the mockery, before His very last breath He asked God to FORGIVE THEM. Woah. I mean seriously. Think how upset we get when someone cuts us off on the road or does something to us that we feel is wrong and multiply that by some infinite number that I cannot come up with to compare what Jesus had to face.
We don't have to receive offense...when someone offends us it's our choice to spit it out, or swallow it and allow it to breed bitterness within us.
That was huge for me. And it really went down into the deep places. So as encouragement to all readers out there: you have a choice to become offended when someone wrongs you. Spit it out, or swallow it.
I still have MUCh to learn and walk out in terms of forgiveness, but this changed my whole outlook regarding the situation.
I had to fly some things to God and just let go. (real simple small things-but important to Him nonetheless) I don't want anything in the way of getting closer to YOU.
Then on top of all of the crap He had been through, the ridicule, the brutal beating and torture, the mockery, before His very last breath He asked God to FORGIVE THEM. Woah. I mean seriously. Think how upset we get when someone cuts us off on the road or does something to us that we feel is wrong and multiply that by some infinite number that I cannot come up with to compare what Jesus had to face.
We don't have to receive offense...when someone offends us it's our choice to spit it out, or swallow it and allow it to breed bitterness within us.
That was huge for me. And it really went down into the deep places. So as encouragement to all readers out there: you have a choice to become offended when someone wrongs you. Spit it out, or swallow it.
I still have MUCh to learn and walk out in terms of forgiveness, but this changed my whole outlook regarding the situation.
I had to fly some things to God and just let go. (real simple small things-but important to Him nonetheless) I don't want anything in the way of getting closer to YOU.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
abandon yourselves unto the Lord
abandon
–verb (used with object) 1. to leave completely and finally; forsake utterly; desert: to abandon one's farm; to abandon a child; to abandon a sinking ship.
2. to give up; discontinue; withdraw from: to abandon a research project; to abandon hopes for a stage career.
3. to give up the control of: to abandon a city to an enemy army.
4. to yield (oneself) without restraint or moderation; give (oneself) over to natural impulses, usually without self-control: to abandon oneself to grief
Die to ourselves Daily
is that not what we are required to do?
Let us flee from the silly things that try to become strong holds in our lives
It's so much easier to fly when you're FREE
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
my heart is racing
and I feel like any moment it will beat right out of my chest.
Nervous?
Scared?
Why is it everytime God prompts and pulls me towards speaking, sharing, utilizing my voice, I feel like I'm caught by the throat with no flow from my vocal chords to my lips moving and producing sound. Far too many times I've wrestled and stuck this fear on a shelf high, high away from visual notice. (Out of sight, out of mind right?)
It doesn't work like that when it's grafted/imprinted in your spirit.
Let up,
ease.
cease
He's drawn a line in the sand and on one side He wrote: FEAR, the other He wrote TRUST. Then He asked ,"My beloved why do you remain coupled with fear?"
I shamefull look down at my feet knowning it's time to change sides.
Prayers appreciated and welcomed.
Nervous?
Scared?
Why is it everytime God prompts and pulls me towards speaking, sharing, utilizing my voice, I feel like I'm caught by the throat with no flow from my vocal chords to my lips moving and producing sound. Far too many times I've wrestled and stuck this fear on a shelf high, high away from visual notice. (Out of sight, out of mind right?)
It doesn't work like that when it's grafted/imprinted in your spirit.
Let up,
ease.
cease
He's drawn a line in the sand and on one side He wrote: FEAR, the other He wrote TRUST. Then He asked ,"My beloved why do you remain coupled with fear?"
I shamefull look down at my feet knowning it's time to change sides.
Prayers appreciated and welcomed.
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