Old Question – Ancient Answer

July 22, 2014 at 3:21 am (Devotionals, Remodeling the Mind) (, , , , , , , )

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***Taken from The Christian in Complete Armor by William Gurnall.***

Why do I find such struggling in me, provoking me too sin, pulling me back from that which is good?

God has a ready answer if we will stop whining long enough to hear it.

“Because,” He says, “you are a wrestler, not a conqueror.”

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It is as simple as that. Too often we mistake the state of a Christian in this life. He is not immediately called to triumph over his enemies, but is carried into battle to fight them. The state of grace is the commencement of your war against sin, not the culmination of it. God Himself will enter the battle in disguise and appear to be your enemy, rather than leave you no enemy to wrestle with. When Jacob was alone, He sent a man to wrestle with him until dawn.

Take comfort in the fact that you are a wrestler. This struggling within you, if upon the right ground and to the right end, only proves there are two nations within you, two contrary nature’s,  the one from earth earthy, and the other from heaven heavenly. And for your further comfort, know that although your corrupt nature is the elder, yet shall it serve the younger. (Genesis 25:23)

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You do not beat down the air, but wrestle to win heaven and a permanent crown. Here on earth we overcome to fight again. One temptation may be conquered, but the war remains. When the death blow comes, however, God strikes the final blow. ***

Indeed He already has!

Romans 8:37
No, in all these things we are super conquerors, through the One who has loved us.

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Question of Hope

July 18, 2014 at 3:15 am (Mile Stones, Psalms, Remodeling the Mind) (, , , , , , , )

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El’Elyon how do I give hope in a hopeless world?

I ask as I sit along the shores of my heart waiting for Him to come and close the day as the sun sets out and flys towards a new day.

It’s quiet. .. Most the world around me is asleep. The air taking it’s seemingly first full breath in hours. The big city. .. remembers peace. .. the ground alive with activity with the small things that can’t survive hurried feet during the day.

Ahhhh. ..My Beloved. .. His hand on my shoulder comes to “put to bed” the question that encompasses all the burdens of day.

“My Child, hope it’s not some thing you show. .. Be hope. Live hope.”

He sits down and takes in the view from my mind. The Word. .. patient. .. Letting me fully digest His words. .. waiting. .. Being. .. loving. Communion.

I ask without words for His exposition to go way down and make me patient for the fullness of His truth to conceive. The stars over head begin to twinkle like rousted to dance in His eyes. They become mine (His eyes) and the stars. Hope.

Learn from them. He whispers across my soul.

I begin to see. The stars just are. Exactly as He made them fully reflecting their Maker everyday. .. at all times. .. even when the Sun seems to be hiding them from view.

Live in Me. Live hope. Again His whispers are a beckoning into a deeper truth. .. Yet so simple. Ahhhh yes, I see.

We so often think of hope as something we give. Framed in words that “sound” hopeful. Collected somehow into deeds that we think is hope. But. .. to be fully alive in Him in everything we do. .. this is the true giving of hope. It gives and gives; to us as we live moment to moment and all those we cross paths with every day. Those we don’t notice and those who captivate our thoughts and prayers that are close. Live hope.

Those words echo and bring completeness to the question and the day. I am contented now. .. to just sit with Him and let the sleepiness close in and let Him lead me through my unconscious world. .. the dream filled place surrounded by His singing over me.

What glory He is. .. what Hope!
I am a star. .. twinkling His nearness. Hope.

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Lord, Build a Wall

July 16, 2014 at 1:31 am (Devotionals, Prayers) (, , , , , , , )

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Lord, build a wall. .. long in length as well as tall

Around my words and in my thoughts; that work like dice and cast out lots

That bargin large the tender frame; of Your precious child and Yeshua’s Name

Withhold the flood of careless words; that don’t behold what Your Spirit herds

Hastening a worldly view when what is needed most is You

Send Your Spirit strong yet mild; to boldly move within Your child

To trust in only what You show as counsel, speech that ebbs and flows

Along Your judgement full of grace so that they reflect Your Holy face

Quiet and calm all thoughts of me and set me on Your endless sea

Of world’s of wonder yet beheld; let Your Kingdom come and it be held

Barricade the ruthless child; that runs to feel that she’s worthwhile

Instead reach down and tip her face; to see what worth is in Your place

There within where You reside; is ushered in the life-filled tide

Pour out from You a simple sound; that shakes the pain and rocks the ground

Of deceptive retched hopeless ways; and turns tomorrow’s into today’s

And shines a light of hope profound; I hear the shackles hit the ground

And see the child You have freed; running fast to climb upon Your knee

And as have I, now know they’re home; Oh dear God You prove the restless roam

Is never again to be found so safe; as Your Melting arms so full of grace.

Lord build a wall both long and tall and make my words reflect Your all

Place within them Your perfectness;
Full of love and selflessness. ..

Make them worship only You. ..
And then I’ll hear them small and true

Not just filling them but filling me too.

Lord, take my mouth and build Your house.

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Kingdom Beauty

July 15, 2014 at 1:36 am (Poems, Prayers) (, , , , , )

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Oh God bring such a beauty
Of riches and heavenly plain
That marks the Ester woven
Within a nation vain

Pull now upon the heart strings
Where pain and complaint employ
A glass seen half but empty
Full now with ‘Kingdom come joy’

Let fall upon this maiden
The rain of Truth en-robed
That hearkens heavens whispers
Where fog and Sinister probes

Weave masterminded wisdom
Behind the creative eye
That searches till she’s breathless
The Kingdom in Your sigh

Behold this child like maiden
Whose in Your choicest will
The glory and honor now due You
While temporally still
Thy Will
Thy Will
Thy Will
And every maiden be still and know
Your Kingdom seems slow in show
Yet full of strength and quiet power
Your Kingdom’s on the go.

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Building the Trust Muscle

July 10, 2014 at 1:40 am (Remodeling the Mind) (, , , , )

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Psalms 89:15-18

How happy are the people who know the joyful shout! They walk in the light of Your Presence, Adonai. (Lord)
They rejoice in Your Name (the character of Adonai) all day and are lifted up by Your Righteousness,  for You Yourself are the strength in which they glory. Our pleasure grows by pleasing You, for our shield comes from Adonai – our King is from the Holy One of Israel.

Psalms 84:7

They go from strength to strength and appear before God in Tziyon. (Zion)

Psalms 105:4

Remember Adonai and His strength; always seek His Presence.

Psalms 116:9-11

I will go on walking in the Presence of Adonai in the lands of the living. I will keep on trusting even when I say, “I am utterly miserable, ” even when, in my panic, I declare, “Everything human is deceptive. “

That man is perfect in trust who can come to God in the utter death of his feelings and desires, without a glow or an aspiration, with the weight of low thoughts, failures, neglects, and wandering forgetfulness, and say to Him, “Thou art my Refuge.” – George MacDonald

Bring your worst and He’ll give you His best. – LRV

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