Elijah [part 1]

In my "Read The Bible In A Year" dealings, I came across the story of Elijah in the book of Kings.

And yes, before we continue, I will confess that I have NEVER read the entire bible, and I have always felt the desire to read do those yearly thinga-ma-bobs.
It wasn't until this year that the desire truly kicked in and I started.
So don't judge!
**snap snap**

I have been stuck on these 3 chapters for just about a month (so behind on my reading), and I can't get past how much wisdom, insight and depth there is to be studied in them.
I can assure you I won't get to all 3 in one sitting, but I plan to dissect these and share what I'm learning from it.

Let's start at the beginning.

In a time when God's chosen people (Israel) turned away from Him and began worshiping other Gods.
(I blame Solomon).
When you can read back and understand they were specifically instructed to keep away from their "neighbors" and the "gods" they served.
They were given commandments and laws.
They were given provision.
Yet they made the conscious decision to turn away from God.
There were a few who still served God.
Who didn't allow the pressure of their surroundings to dominate their feelings,
their way of dressing,
their vocabulary,
their love for God.
But those that failed God really became evil in His eyes.

Imagine being cheated on by your spouse.
Would you feel shamed?  Defamed?
Mistreated?  Lied to?
Disappointed?  Jealous?
Brokenhearted?  But still completely in love with them?

Imagine going through that many times throughout the same relationship.
This was who God was dealing with.
A sinful nation.
Each generation being more evil and more ratchet than the last.

There was a covenant between God and Israel.
One which Israel continually broke.
While He continually forgave and restored.

I do understand that years had passed since Moses.
The people who did experience God in the greatest way during the passing of the Red Sea,
(in my honest opinion),
had passed away and the amazing, remarkable, inspiring, awe-infused, incredible, unbelievable & supernatural memories, stories and testimonies had become a mere "here-say" tale;
told by great great great grandparents during the yearly Passover Feast, as they passed around a rock they collected from their voyage through the two pillars of marine-life filled bodies of water.

I get that Every Single Possible person related to
Every Single Possible person who had that fantastic experience
(can you tell I'm jealous?)
was gone.
And only the watered-down version of that miraculous story remained.
The same version I'm told.
Watch on tv.
Discuss in my bible study classes.
And read about.

He is still God.
His covenant is everlasting.
His word is eternal.
His power is endless.
His love is faithful.
He is God, the Almighty!

The sin, during the reign of the kings at that time, (read 1 Kings 11-16), was so deep that it forced God to take serious action.
And here is where the story of Elijah begins.

Oo0ooo I'm so excited!
Besides Moses and Abraham, he's my favorite character in the bible.
So far.
Cuz as you know, I still have 7 more months of reading to do.

Where did Elijah come from?
I tried to read back a few chapters, to see if I missed him in all the Baal-worshiping drama.
No trace.
There's no mention of his spiritual life in the chapters that precede 1 Kings 17, so I'm forced to assume that Elijah was a man of prayer.
Integrity.  Worship.  Seeking God.  Faithful in his walk with God.
Because an important message needed to be delivered to a sinful generation, and it would be hypocritical to use someone whose acting just as a fool as they were.

So yeah, Elijah loved & feared God.
(Later we'll discover why I know this for sure).

In chapter 17, right before we read about his first prophetic word, we find out that Elijah was from Gilead.

It's A Secret Weapon...

...and it was what I tried to avoid when I was in the middle of the drift.

What is worship?
Is it clapping or singing?
Giving thanks?
Or declaring your love for God...
Could it have anything to do with speaking audible words of how wonderful God is?
Maybe it's as expressive & simple as everything mentioned above?
Or is it your obedience & submission to what the bible says our character should be?

There are two forms of worship.
One that deals with your obedience, attitude, submission and character.
But in this post I want to focus on the definition I found on Wikipedia.
"WORSHIP - as an act of devotion, usually directed towards a deity.  Worship asserts the reality of its object and defines its meaning to something.  An act of worship may be performed individually, in an informal or formal group, or by a designated leader."

I especially like the second statement, "worship asserts the reality of its object and defines its meaning to something."  This means we must have an understanding of who or what we are worshiping.  And once we become aware of the "WHO", we can establish its reality in our lives.

If  we really don't know who God is, how can we worship Him?
If worship is an act of devotion, which displays how we submit to biblical instruction, then we must first get an understanding of WHO GOD is.
Because once we discover His Glory.  His undying love for us.
His restoring power and His amazing grace.
It is at this point, that we can then internally (with our hearts and minds), place value to the One we worship.

The more you know God.
The more you read how He formed the universe and mankind.
How He, time and again, forgave His disobedient, evil and sinful chosen people, restored and delivered them from enemies' hands.
How His wisdom, power and divinity surpasses any other "god" you might have encountered.
Then the more you fall in love with Him.
Make time in your busy day to talk to Him.
Sing to Him.  Study His character.
And tap into a realm of true worship.
Where your heart and mind and spirit develop a relationship with God.

It is in this spiritual realm, where our fleshly desires begin to fade away.
Because our flesh would rather be texting our friends til 2am.
It has us wearing extra skimpy outfits with the intention of being noticed by our crush.
We curse our parents as we disagree with their wisdom.
We hit up the beach, bright and early on a beautiful sunny day, while everyone else is at church Sunday morning.
Or spend hours watching tv/movies on our day off; because we "earned" it.
There's so many ways we give priority to the works of the flesh that are not necessarily considered sinful.
I'm pretty sure David's flesh would much rather have been sitting on his throne, admiring the grandiose palace his subjects worked hard to build.
But the bible says that he worshiped God.
He danced for God.
All the time.

To the point where he got so involved in admiring God, that he stripped all his clothes.
He was able to defeat and flee from enemies, establish a successful & rich kingdom and be restored after sinning against God.
All because his heart was rooted in God.
David knew how to worship.
How to tap into the presence of God and receive strength, knowledge and peace.
And God delighted in David's worship.

2 years ago I was in a mental and emotional condition that kept me away from wanting to be in God's presence.
I've always had a heart of worship.
I would sing all day If I could.
I'm not the very best singer.
Or even a little good.
I can hold a note.

But what I learned in my adolescence was that God was pleased with my worship.
Because I did it wholeheartedly.
Because I wasn't there to showcase myself.
I didn't grab the mic to impress my pastor or to please my parents.
I had a love in me for God that needed to be expressed through song.
It was the only way I knew (at the time) how to build up my spirit and die to my flesh.
It was the only way I received healing and peace.
I sang because I knew whatever was in me, was also touching the lives of others in some way.

[maybe one day I'll share the vision I had when I was a teen, concerning worship...]
For now I really need you to understand what happens when you worship.

There is freedom & liberty.
The fears & anxieties of this world don't seem to matter anymore.
That part of your hurting heart, that no one knows about, receives healing.
There's so much power in your physical worship towards God.
I'm talking about when you verbally sing and give Him praise.
When you clap and dance.
When you close your eyes and focus on God, in heaven, receiving your praise.
It is in that secret place where things begin to change.
Your love for people is heightened.
Those things that frustrated you last month or last week don't bother you anymore.
There is a refreshing and a renewal that surpasses all natural understanding.

And I knew this 2 years ago during my drift.
I knew if I got to church on time, I'd be forced to sing along.
Because even though I didn't know the song, there were lyrics on the screen to help me out.
And I knew that in those moments of worship, the Holy Spirit would begin touching areas in my heart that I wasn't ready to release.
I knew I had to change and I knew I wanted God and I knew I missed God, but I wasn't willing to open up and receive it.
I wanted to stay offended.   Because that meant I was safe from any other offenses.
I wanted to keep away from worship, because I wanted to keep away from people.
Worship leads to the breaking of strongholds.  Of mindsets.  Of character.
And I didn't want to be wrong.
So I purposely made us late.
Because I knew the Holy Spirit would completely transform me.

This secret weapon is powerful and regenerates you.
Leaves you surrendered, completely, to a loving God.
When we don't know how to express our hurt or our troubles, we just stand in worship, because the God who searches all hearts knows what's in yours.  And knows what oppression you need to be freed from.

So this Sunday.
And every Sunday after that.
I encourage you to make it your PRIORITY to get to church on time.
Whatever church you go to and whatever time they start, be there early.
Because the answer to your problem, stress and anxiety is on your lips.
And if there is nothing troubling you, then that's enough to make you WANT to be there early.
To thank Him for the wonderful life He has given you.

Psalms 28:7 - "The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him."

Psalms 100:4 - "Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise!  Give thanks to him; bless his name!"

Psalms 59:16 - "But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning.  For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress."

The song that started my healing breakthrough is gentle, sweet and ate through the walls around my afflicted heart.

Kari Jobe - "Healer"

x0, D

(for those that missed the first part of this testimony, click here)

The Drift.

It was a year ago this month when we decided, (my husband and I), to "sacrifice" one Friday night for the sake of attending our church's Youth Conference.  "Metamorphosis".

What sacrifice were we making really?  I honestly can't remember.
It probably consisted of going out to dinner, watching some shows on Netflix or renting a Redbox movie.

Whatever it was that we did on the weekends, we felt (at the time) was a REAL sacrifice giving it up to attend church that evening.

But in the state of laziness, mediocrity and distance from the church, that I, (we), was in, there was still a 5-word prayer I whispered at night before falling asleep.

We had become very lazy.  Getting up early on a Sunday, what used to be second nature for us, became a chore.  It all began with days that my husband had to work, so instead of going to church with my son while he worked, I tagged along for a "family fun day".  We'd go to Port St. Lucie, he'd work on machines, as Gio and I enjoyed the hour playing video games, winning tickets and exchanging them for prizes.  Because it was free and fun, and it seemed harmless, but later became a ritual once we got over the guilt of being there instead of church.

As laziness set in, we'd wake up with enough time to get ready, but would drag our feet.  Barely making it to service on time.  Then it evolved into waking up late, and missing worship service.  "Well at least we got here!" we'd think.  Til eventually we were way past getting there at a time that any decent ex-pastor and ex-church-secretary should arrive.  (We had stepped down from our responsibilities to concentrate on work and home life).

So what did we do when we missed church and didn't have anything to do?  We became very "productive".  We used the time to clean the house, do laundry, shop for groceries, go to the park, visit family, ie, "fun" time.  Not realizing that we were in the middle of a huge drift.

The devil uses these "fun" tactics, wrapped around "good reasons" to cause people to so delicately float away from God's plan.  From the very reason you were created.  He plants these moments and thoughts (if we're not careful and don't see them coming), which take root in us and begin to develop an "it's okay, it's just this one time" attitude.

Let me take a moment to give weight and meaning to this word, "DRIFT".

As a verb, this word means "To Be Carried Away Slowly By A Current Of Air Or Water".
As a noun, it means "A Continuous Slow Movement From One Place To Another".
So we can safely define that drifting is the process of being slowly and continually moved from one place to another, as if by a current of air or water.
It happens gradually,
slowly & quietly.
The current of air isn't harsh wind.
The current of water isn't a fierce rainstorm.
It's gentle and easy.
Flowing in another direction.
And it always seems to bring excitement and entertainment.

So after many months of drifting, and slowly slipping away from church services, we found ourselves offended.  Because after the enemy takes us away from the element that feeds us spiritually, he then begins to feed us lies.  "They haven't called you in weeks".  "Why don't they care anymore?"  "They don't bother to see why you haven't gone to church in 4 months."  "What kinda love is that?"  "They don't really love you.  They were just using you for your talent."  (These are real and natural thoughts people encounter.)  We believed these lies and now an offense began to take root.

Though we were not sinning while we drifted, we were not connected.
Not being fed.
Not seeking God.
Not reading our bibles.
Not praying.
We really drifted.
And now found ourselves with an offense created by the enemy himself.
What a sly/slick master deceiver he is!

But those 5 little words...
My only prayer in that time of solitude.

Yes, because what started out as "family fun time", (once offense was added to the mix), became a fortress of hurt & loneliness.
No one loved us, but us.
And God.
Because we knew better.
God FOR SURE loved us.
But He was the only one.

And since I knew God still loved me,
or hoped He did,
I would say my 5 word prayer.
Sometimes during the week.
And always on Saturday nights.
Because I thought a miracle would happen on Sunday morning.
Where we'd wake up early and make it to church on time.

"God, Don't Forget About Us."

I would say it with all sincerity.
I knew we weren't living right.
We weren't really sinning, but we weren't where we needed to be.
We didn't go out drinking, but we weren't worshiping.
We didn't smoke anything, but we weren't studying the bible.
We were deceived.  And we allowed ourselves to get there and stay there.

I would close my eyes and unexpectedly shed a few tears as I whispered "God, don't forget about us."
What a nice surprise to see I still had some emotion!
At that point I gave up on caring about what people thought of me.
I wasn't interested in knowing about them.
They shunned me, I felt.
I didn't feel welcome and I certainly wasn't going to waste anymore tears on them.
So this wall around my heart,
the part of me that showed any kind of sentiment,
was only seen by God, as I asked him to help us.

After a while, those 5 prayer words became full sentences, with paragraphs and bible verses.
"Lord, I don't know how to get myself up.
I got myself in this ditch.
I don't think you're hearing me.
Because I've left you and now I'm considered unrighteous.
But just in case you're listening, please help us.
Don't forget about us.
We're stuck in mud, and know we gotta get out, but just don't know how to.
Do something!"

It wasn't long before we began to see announcements on Facebook about the "Metamorphosis" Youth Conference, and even received a private invite from one of the pastors of our church via inbox.

So, on that faithful Friday afternoon.  We made it our priority to get ready early and get there.
I don't remember if we were there in time for worship, but we were there.
God spoke and I had a few tears appear, to which I quickly wiped away.
Because I was in the right, and they were in the wrong, and I didn't want them to see my "weakness".

That following weekend we were asked to come visit another church, where one of our favorite preachers would be ministering, and we joyfully accepted.

That weekend we received, I believe, a real mental breakthrough.  The kind that gets your mind made up to serve God.  And decided we would return, but we would not get attached to anyone.  We would not let them in.  We would only go to serve God.  Give our offering & tithes.  And be out!

Not working in ministry meant no room to get hurt again.
Not having relationships with church folk meant no room to get hurt again.
We weren't looking to get back what we left behind.
We simply wanted forgiveness.

But God had other plans.

And I thank God that He didn't allow me (us) to stay in that "it's all about us" state of mind.
Because I wouldn't be here, right now, to share a partial testimony with you.
Partial, because there's more to this story that I want to share in my next blog, but let me leave you with this bible verse...

Psalm 37:23 - "A man's steps are established by the LORD, and the LORD delights in his way."

You may hide.
Or run away.
Drift off to "fun" time.
But the plan God had/has for you, that was established before creation, WILL come to pass.

You can either go the easy route,
and follow His lead.
Doing as He wills you to do.

Or stray,
corrupting your mind and heart with lies and deceit,
making it a difficult moment in time for yourself.
One He never intended for you to experience.

Whatever the scenario you choose,
in the end,
He always gets His way.

He is God.

Romans 8:38-39 - "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

x0, Damaris


Growing up I never knew what Grace was.

I was born into a Hispanic Pentecostal church in downtown Manhattan, NY.

My parents were teachers, associate pastors, deacons, board members, counselors, treasurers; studied institute and even taught it.  So if there was anything to know about God, I easily had access to people who knew the bible in the comfort of my own home.

I never knew what Grace was.

And so I left church.
Because after countless failed attempts to please God, I felt unworthy.
Ashamed.  Sinful.
Nothing could change me.
God didn't love me anymore.
Or He only loved me when I did the right thing.
I was bound to go to hell, so "why not enjoy my life?".
Nothing could be done for me.
It was too late.
I was far too gone.
I was too far for His reach.
He forgot about me.

But Grace...

I began learning about Grace 7 years ago.
It was a foreign word to me.
At first I thought it meant peace of mind.
Upon further study of the word I found it meant unmerited favor.
And now I've come to know the word means many things.
It means pardon.

It's a simple small word
that's packed with so much power;
we take it for granted sometimes.

Ephesians 4:7

But to each one of us grace has been given as Christ apportioned it.

Grace is what we need when our kids are acting up and we don't know how else to punish them.
It's peace when you just found out your position at work has been downsized.
It's happiness as you endure being attacked by your family.
It's loving someone who has hurt us.
It's power to help us get through any and every situation life will throw at us.

2 Corinthians 12:8-9

Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.  But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.

Without grace I feel ashamed and unworthy.
Dirty and blind.
I can't accept being loved by God, because I have strayed away from Him so many times.
He can't possibly want anything to do with me, after all the fowl language I participate in.
Why would God, who is divine and perfect and holy, want to associate with someone who cannot get their act together?

Because of Grace.

It's the pardon from God, that will allow us to turn away from our past, our sin and our guilt, to be able to receive His love and His mercy.
Nothing is too dirty, messy, ugly, sinful, ratchet, vile, abominable, senseless or withered for Him to restore.
When we can't forgive ourselves, Grace leads us to it.

We all fall short.
We all stumble.
We all disappoint Him.
We all are guilty and hurting.
But we can't afford to stay in that condition.
We don't have to live each day, "just getting by" in our walk with God.
Waiting for Sunday to get a touch of God that will last us til [at most] Monday afternoon.

God wants to share this gift with us EVERY DAY!
That empowers us to do what He has called us to do.
To love, have peace, be gentle, be patient, suffer quietly, be joyful, have faith and controlling ourselves in every scenario as we follow His will.

Grace is the ability to get back up and turn our lives around for His glory.

Hebrews 4:16

Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

Titus 2:11

For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men.

Let's ask God to give us Grace each day.
It's free and it's available to all.

x0, D

It's Only Temporary.

In the still of the night,
when grasshoppers and creepy bugs compose the night's serenade, 
and all we hear is the light snoring of our tots, 
or our spouse's extremely loud heavy breathing...
When silence fills our home,
as we try to relax and destress from a busy day of appointments, 
non-stop phone calls and getting through piles of bills... 
When we're in bed with our thoughts, 
our real thoughts;
honest & authentic thoughts...
Is when confusion and worry make themselves comfortable in our minds,
and take the place of hope.

We easily get wrapped up in a mental rage of how, why and What The Heck!?
We want answers.  Reasons.  Understanding.

"How was my life so great 3 months ago and now suddenly turbulent?"

"Why has God allowed this to happen?"


But then we remember a well known bible verse written by King Solomon...

Proverbs 3:5 - "Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;".

...and we immediately consider the fact that we must TRUST God.  
"But how can we, if we don't understand?", we wonder...
Which makes this all very amusing, in a way.

We can highlight this verse in our favorite color.
(right now, mine would be orange).
Sing a little song about it.
Write it on our facebook page.
Memorize it backwards.
Create a banner and hang it in our kitchen.
We can even preach about it.
But none of that does us any good if we don't really UNDERSTAND, 
that we will NEVER understand, 
what God is doing.
Obtaining insight and getting answers (about our current problem) are not requirements.

Trust, obey, and follow His lead.  
It's for a reason.
He's testing us.  Maturing us.  Increasing our faith.  And teaching us how to rely on Him.

Just walk.
The destination is unknown, but He is still God.

And if you know that you serve an Almighty, Powerful, Victorious, Omniscient, Glorious, Majestic, Eternal and Faithful God; Creator of the universe.  That parted the Red Sea.  That released His people from bondage in Egypt.  That sent His only Son to die a sinner's death for the redemption of our sins.  Then we'd be a fool to question His motives.  He sees all.  He knows all.  And has a predestined plan set for our lives.

If we're in despair, let's worship Him.
If we feel lonely, let's adore Him.
If we are worried, let's raise our hands and sing praises.
If we can't sleep, let's talk to Him.
If we're having feelings of depression, let's praise His holy name!

Because where we go in our worship, these things can't follow.
There is no place for anxiety in the presence of God.
There is no room for sadness in the secret place.
The bondage of an offended heart is not allowed to enter in.

Let's thank Him for the suffering.  
Rejoice in the midst of rejection.
Because this phase of our life is temporary, and we won't have to endure much more of it.

1 Peter 5:10 - "And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself restore, confirm, strengthen and establish you."

And once we've learned to 'Praise Him In The Storm';
and silence the chaotic, confusing, worrisome noise in our minds, 
we can go back to the lulling sounds of humming crickets, 
the gentle buzz of an old ceiling fan which barely provides relief from the heat, 
and the deafening snore, coming from the inner parts of our spouse's throat...
past the dining room...
at the other end of the living room.

[it's THAT LOUD people!, lol]

x0, D

Casting Crowns - "Praise You In This Storm"

My Cave Experience.

It wasn't enough that last year my husband and I made a conscious decision to rededicate our lives to Christ.

It wasn't enough that we began to read more books, pray more, and spend time with our church family.

It wasn't even enough that we spent 21 days fasting in January; abandoning all social media and distractions.

God wanted more.
God had a plan to do more.
My year began with the motto "Change", and I wholeheartedly believed there would be...
But, EXTREME CHANGE is what (I'm now learning), He set out to do.

There's something about being taken away from our daily and familiar comfort, that leads us to seek God even more.  If we're not careful, we'll begin to blame Him for the distress instead of seeking to find out WHY we're in a stressful situation.  Especially if we know we've checked off the "Getting Back On Track With Jesus" list and have purposely made good strides.

It took being in a dark place.
Under cold and dry / hot and humid conditions.
Away from the comfort of my own home.
Away from familiar pots & pans, familiar coffee maker, customary craft time.
For me to understand that He wanted a DEEPER relationship.

Romans 8:15 - "For you have not received a spirit of slavery leading to fear again, but you have received a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, 'Abba Father!'"

Psalms 145:18-19 - "The LORD is near to all who call upon Him.  To all who call upon Him in truth.  He will fulfill the desires of those who fear Him; He will also hear their cry and save them."

God purposely removed the noise of everyday life, and brought me to a place of having NO OTHER CHOICE but to pray and study my bible more.  Because there was just NOTHING else for me to do.  I don't really watch tv.  The tv I did/do watch is usually shows on Netflix or Hulu.  I can't craft if all my stuff is in boxes.  I can't shop because I have no where to put all the bags.  I can't share that many photos on Instagram, because I'm really not doing much of anything.  He created an environment for Him & I to bond.  It took ridding myself of these things (for more than 21 days), for the Holy Spirit to begin showing me things within my soul that I didn't know existed.  Hurt that I encountered as a teen, that was affecting my confidence now as an adult.  Lingering offenses and insecurities.

I'll share more later on, but let me just make a point... 

The time I generally used in living my life has been dedicated to worship.
Family time.
Spent learning about myself.  
Ugly things.  
Irresponsible things.  
Hard-facing things.
And I had to be told the truth about myself, 
as difficult as it was to realize and accept, 
for there to be any REAL CHANGE.  

Because, after all, I declared "CHANGE" was going to be an integral part of my life this year.  
Not just the change of address, or hair length or even wardrobe.  
But inner change.  
Personal growth.  
My outlook.

Understanding the need to become a better person.  
Fully healed.  
At peace.
And equipped to share my story.

And although "my cave experience" is possibly coming to an end, [Praise The Lord!]; 
the experience (change) itself, within the cave, must be continual and uninterrupted.

2 Corinthians 3:18 - "And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another.  For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit."

Romans 12:2 - "Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect."

x0, D

Alone Time.

I have tried several different ways (for weeks) to get up at 6am to pray and study the bible, but my body rejects anything before 9am.  And by that time my 3 year old son is awake and ready to cause havoc.

I have felt so guilty, thinking "only the true Christ followers get up before the roosters to worship".  But tonight I came to realize that as long as I'm seeking Him, it doesn't matter to Him what schedule I make for us.

My time with God will have to be after 11pm til whenever we're done.  He's always available and always willing to stay a while.  God is Good!

Don't be discouraged in your walk with God.  The enemy plants these negative thoughts and feelings to keep us from getting close to our Savior.  We have the power in Jesus' name to break free from daily stress, mental & emotional bondage and seek Him who gives everlasting life.

Thank you Father for giving me the outlet to encourage & strengthen my brothers and sisters in Christ.  And to be an example to those who don't know you.  Touch their hearts and minister to them as they read this.  There is NOTHING impossible for you.  You are God.


x0, D

Psalm 70:4 NIV

But may all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who love your salvation always say, "Let God be exalted!"

2 Timothy 1:7

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.

Matthew 26:41 NIV

Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.