Tuesday, November 29, 2016

What do I know of Holy? 

I know that I don't know, nor should I expect to. 

If we caught even a glimpse of the spiritual battle going on all around us, would it matter? It might. But that is another example of believing things are significantly more involved, dangerous, and premeditated than we could ever even begin to understand. 

What makes me think that I should be allowed to comprehend Satan, God, their relationship...the dark power at work in destroying me, the sovereign Heavenly power at work in protecting me, and the evil that He doesn't allow at times or even let me see going on around me? It's dangerous. It's a secret. Let Him win it...and just trust Him. 

I am starting to see that emotions may be the result of my spirit grasping bits of the aftermath of a fresh war...a battle recently in motion for my attention, my life's course, my mind. Just because emotions get set on fire does not mean something is wrong. Feelings may simply be an indication that attack is near, either in the past or future. It seems that sometimes He allows us to sense an attack, but sometimes not. I wonder how many we are saved from, and never know of? 

There are times that drastic life changes are part of it all. Just because God removes us from the course we thought we should be set on does not indicate a mistake, but maybe a rescue. When try to control, but he declines, it is a reminder of His Holiness in action.  He is saying no for a reason...actually a "yes" to a blessing...but why is it that we rarely see it that way?

 We can fight Him, we do all time. But I am certain that if we were to witness even a sliver of true evil in action in the spiritual realm, and what the Enemy looks like as he prowls around like a lion seeking to devour, we would think twice.  

Would we still fight God at work? 

I am not saying those secrets of spiritual warfare should be visible to us. I would guess quite confidently that humans were designed differently from angels in glory and fallen angels because we can't handle the reality of the spiritual world at work, and what is truly happening. We are only allowed to witness a small degree of it. 

It seems we are being protected from what we were not designed to process in our flesh. Although it's real, it's also inappropriate for us. When I take the time to think of it this way, I stop questioning so much. 

I (like you) am a key character in these wars, a prey to vicious predators, and schemes are being made to destroy me. They linger, they wait, they attack...I think it's best I allow Him to take over calling the shots, summoning His angels to fight fire for me. It's probably best I never see it in action, at least while it's still happening. Maybe in Heaven, we will hear more of the invisible fights for our freedom that took place during our time on earth.  I forget about the unseen, the war, the evil, the Light. 
Surrender is the wisest option.

But often I don't remember this....and have to be reminded.

He wants us to surrender and tell him of our honesty...our anger...our mistrust. He expects it. He knows we don't know Holy, understand its course, its tactic, or even its place in a sinful world. What I am learning is that He even wants our dreams. I always said I understood this...I can assure you now, I didn't.  

His desire and will is for us is to allow Him to put the shattered pieces back together in the correct form that He wants the freedom to design. Sometimes He breaks the vision we long for, so He can show us a better way...knowing we will fight Him....but still demonstrating patience and providing us with the proper amounts of peace and strength in certain and chosen moments. 

He knows. We Don't. That should pretty much sum it up.

Ephesians 6:12
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places.

I read this quote this morning Faith does not say "I see this is good for me, therefore, God must have sent it." Instead,  faith declares, "God sent it, therefore it must be good for me."


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Monday, September 26, 2016

When there's nothing...

Many people I know are suffering.  And my struggles seem quite small, in comparison. Their pain is deep, their longings pure, but their faith stands firm, proving God's faithfulness in their examples to me. I wrote a poem, with them in mind. God is so good, in how He reminds us of His care, and brings about strength in the right moments, and through the right people.  As I think through the terrors some are facing, I see His glory, and thank Him for His presence with His children.

I dedicate this poem to some strong warriors who demonstrate spirit filled courage. 


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A few words were spoken, and my world was broken.
My heart was shattered like glass.

I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat
Couldn't find tears to weep...

Hiding under a mask.

What do you say when you can't even pray? When your faith takes flight soaring away?
When the rock you're set upon, shifts feeling gone, and you're anything but okay?

Speechless now the norm, for when fighting a storm
The soul craves a break from feeling
Your mind puts up walls, for processing the calls
Requiring you to start healing

What do you say when you don't want to pray
When your God feels like a stranger?
When the truth you once knew, takes part in destroying you? Breaking trust, igniting new danger

Pain with morning sun, your peaceful dreams now done...
and a new day of lingering dread
Hope lost in your past,  how long will this last?
The joy you once knew, now dead

What do you say when you're ready to pray.... 
but confusion of His will strikes you silent?
You look up and cry,  My Father God WHY? 
Human emotion turned fragile and violent 

What did He say, that dark Good Friday, when all sin upon Him fell?
When God turned His face,  knowing sin...
choosing grace...saving you from eternity in Hell 

Dark forces now shattered, but Jesus was battered, 
His love for the Father... our story
His pain for our gain, as His blood left the stain 
of eternal forgiveness...His glory

What did He say? What did Christ say....
would we care had we been there to hear it?
When He chose not His will, as they sought to kill... 
stating 
"Father, into Your hands I commit my Spirit."  







Monday, September 5, 2016

Are we so determined to dodge suffering, that when the inevitable occurs, we find ourselves completely paralyzed? 

Rather than placing the majority of our energy into evading pain, we should be preparing ourselves to face it straight on, knowing ahead of time where to find Him in the midst of it. Because heartache will happen, but His glory will meet us there.  However, it is up to us whether or not we allow ourselves to be destroyed, completely overtaken by what hurts us. Pain is inevitable, but destruction isn't. 

Christ gets it. He suffered as we suffer. 
But I think sometimes we focus primarily on the divinity of Christ, not paying enough attention to the humanity He endured.  We think to ourselves, "But He is God..so he doesn't truly experience the flesh the way I do." 

Even He asked for a way out, requesting an escape of His execution if the Father willed it.  (Lk 22:42) Yet, God denied his first request, placing the eternity of the lost as the priority...the story of His glory.

Often forgotten is that pain can end up being the solution to a problem. Viewing suffering as the enemy to be avoided at all cost, is where we tend to go wrong. 

Trials are to be expected, but pain is not the enemy. Rather we should be intentional to use our heartache for the greater good. Otherwise...we just wasted it.