Thursday, December 31, 2015

2015: Daddy Does It Again

This has been yet another miraculous year of promises fulfilled, thanks to Daddy. God falls no shorter than His word, my friends. Years ago, He told me I would be married again, and I am. Looking down at the five-looped diamond ring He put on my finger last March (attached, of course, to a man I dearly love) fills my heart with confidence for the future. Confidence in His abilities on my behalf. God is faithful.
My mother left earth nearly 24 years ago and, before she left, she asked the Lord to please take care of me. He promised her He would, and He has mightily kept His promise.
Over the years, deliverance after deliverance has powerfully freed my soul, and it continues serving His purpose for me to this day. Just because we're healed in one area doesn't mean we don't still need healing in other areas; I've known that for quite a while. We're never finished moving from glory to glory and freedom to freedom in Jesus, y'all... and that's a fabulous thing. God's loving hands will always be upon us. That's a guarantee; Hallelujah.
O, how I love the Lord! He has taken GOOD care of me, and it delights me to no end to tell Him so "to His Face".

Merciful God, by Your power and mercy I declare that I am never taking my hand out of Yours, for I am warmed and comforted there. You watch over my soul when I am challenged, weary, in pain, and sorrowful... and You alone have turned my trials to Victory and my mourning into shouts of JOY. I love You with all of my being, and my heart is eternally Yours. (I cover all my words with the Blood of Jesus Christ of Nazareth Who came in the flesh.)

Beloved, the same God Who has kept me is well able to keep you. I pray this year has been excellent for all of you also and - if it hasn't - I pray God's strength and encouragements to your souls so you will hold on to Him and trust Him in all of 2016 and through the end.

Happy (Gregorian) New Year!


"... fervent in spirit, serving the Lord."
(Romans 12:11a)

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Please, don't just "fix" me

God realizes the deep sense of validation that comes from being heard.  Because He needs to be heard, He understands why we need to be heard.

Even though He can "fix" all problems of everyone everywhere, He doesn't bombard us with the solution when we have problems.  Hurts and wounding often need to be "talked out", and Abba understands that.  Many times I'm exasperated when (well-intentioned) friends are so energetically lending solutions to my problems they basically talk on top of my expression of pain.  Emoting (not wallowing) is necessary, IMO, and since God allows me to express myself, I believe He also appreciates the necessity.

Some people just want Him to fix things because that's how they're geared.  At first, I admit I was going to say men just want to solve and be solved, but that's not accurate or fair.  Truthfully, I've encountered the "fix it" mentality in both genders and, while not condemning strictly immediate problem solvers, I must say I'm not that kind of person. I like to talk first about what's going on with me so that - among other things - I can grasp understanding of my own feelings. Sometimes I'm not clear on where I stand unless I talk things out with God and loved ones.  Folks just wanting to squelch my expressions and get on with "fixing" me only stifle the very emotions I'm trying to liberate.

Daddy doesn't do that.

Even though He has all the answers, His heart is intensely relational, and that quality within Him welcomes my intimate sharing.  Just as allowing a wound to bleed-through before applying the salve and bandage promotes healing, God allows my tears to soak His shoulders and my arms to tighten around His waist to bring relief... He lets me just cry first, without even trying to fix me.  That's important.

Certainly, I get sorted out and delivered by Him in time, but it's through the tender process of His considerate strength and counsel; I respond best to that.

I am deeply relational - it's part of the reason I write.  I love to express myself and hear the expressions of others, but not everyone is like that.  Those who are not as relational prefer to have their problems solved, not discussed.  God understands that, too.  So He is tendering me to the needs of people who have difficulty expressing themselves... after all, it's not a sin - it's a difference.  God is amazing.

Let's pray...

Lord, I thank You for always hearing us out. Thank You also, Abba, for supplying gentle, methodic solutions to all of our problems, elevating our understanding in the process.  You are wonderful. You've taught us that we hold no quarter on every expression of emotion or feeling - we are all different, and our uniqueness is precious in Your sight, everlasting. Please help me to receive and consider others as You have received and considered me; in Christ's precious Name...  Amen.


"... fervent in spirit, serving the Lord."
(Romans 12:11b)