tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121211315127518432024-03-12T18:52:45.224-06:00Live a BIG Life!Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.comBlogger120125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-3358541222405515702016-08-22T12:38:00.000-05:002016-08-22T14:11:21.225-05:00HEALING WHILE YOU'RE HURTING<div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="2eied" data-offset-key="4c757-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;">
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</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">This healing process after my surgery has confirmed something that the Lord taught me years ago about healing. At the time it really helped me to bear the heartache that otherwise would have been completely unbearable and for some, would have driven them to end their life. I know because I considered it myself during that season. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The first 4 weeks were of course filled with a lot of discomfort, followed by straight up pains and soreness as the meds wore off. In the 3rd and 4th week I was wishing I still had some of the narcotic pain meds and that somebody would have told me I'd need them! I swore I would have kept some back had I known it would be like that 3 to 4 weeks AFTER the surgery!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I was caught off guard by the pains and went to the doctor to make sure I was okay. The nurse reassured me that these new pains were a part of the healing process. They were an indication that I was right on schedule with my healing. These "new pains" I was feeling were from ligaments and muscles "waking up", no longer under the influence of the drugs that were given to me to deaden them before they cut me open. Things were stretching back into place, </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">tightening back up, </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">coming back </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">together,</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> sometimes feeling more like they were being torn apart, and causing quite a painful stir in the process.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I had bad days out of the blue, then some really good ones. More bad days, and good until one day I woke up and knew that all of the worst is over. It was like I had been <i>suddenly healed, </i>but I know it didn't happen all of a sudden. The healing was happening WHILE I was hurting. The whole time I was feeling pains that stopped me in my tracks and make me moan and grunt, my body was healing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The same is true of your emotional healing. Healing doesn't happen separately from pain. Your healing is IN your pain because it is a part of the process. With every tear you cry, you are crying tears that will never and can never be cried again. So let them flow if you have to, and through each tear, thank God that healing is taking place. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Many people miss this because they are too busy lying and trying to look stronger, and unaffected by what caused the pain but they are only cheating themselves out of the true beauty that God is trying to pull out of their ashes. Denying your pain is also denying yourself the opportunity to sense the loving Presence of the Lord, Him comforting you, embracing you, and holding you close. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I've said it before that if heartache is squeezing you, squeeze it back. Squeeze it until you get your blessing out of it. Choking back your tears and pain robs you of your blessing and how your gifts and ministry will benefit from what you've endured. Don't deny what you feel. Give it the respect that it deserves because any and everything can't just walk up on you and hurt you. If something hurts you, it's because it meant something and you can gain something from it. The whole time pain feels like it's killing you, it's actually also leaving you. So let it out, let it hurt, then let it go.</span></div>
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Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-62151728047988180802016-07-12T13:47:00.002-05:002016-07-12T13:49:04.562-05:00Single Living Series: Faces of Rejection<br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">So a funny thing
happed on the way to the market today. </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">as I was searching
for images of rejection, the majority them, </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">and I mean like
99% of them looked a little something like:</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Because for the
most part we can’t hide it when we are not interested. </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But when I found
the pic that best showed how rejection felt to me </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">and a lot of other
women through the years,</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">most of the time,
it looks more like:</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Because of the
mind games men play, and sometimes</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">the assumptions,
reading more into things, </span></div>
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</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">and jumping to
conclusions that we do</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span></div>
<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "calibri";"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Or sometimes it looks
a little something like:</span> </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Because for some
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Some people are more in love with
being rejected than they are with the idea of being in love with someone who
will love them back. I used to believe that I constantly chose men who rejected
me. I learned that because I had already rejected myself, whether the man
wanted to or not I was going to see to that he rejected me. Rejection was my
crack. I was hooked on the heartache. Like Taylor Swift I always saw the end
before it began. But more pathetic than her, I usually never saw much of a beginning.
I was so ready to be in pain that I just went ahead and cut to the chase. </span></div>
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have been told over and over how to come to the conclusion that a man is “<em>not
the one for you</em>”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We might want to start
having conversations that teach women how to determine that you are not right
for that man. He may not tell you, but if you learn a little about his behavior,
you’ll see that he’s showing you all the time. You’re not the one for him, and
that’s OKAY.</span> <span style="color: blue;">What's <em>not </em>okay is allowing yourself to be emotionally dragged through the mud by a man who doesn't know how to say, "<em>You're cool, but...</em>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">I used to be hopelessly drawn to, and attracted to what old Hollywood used to call the Strong Silent type. Not the prettiest (they’re nice to look at but that’s about it for me) but good looking enough, and with a certain broodiness about him that made me desire to be the one the crack his code. But what life taught me is that the Strong Silent type ain’t nothin but a brotha who’s EMOTIONALLLY UNAVAILABLE. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He can’t meet any of your needs as a woman in a romantic relationship outside of occasional mercy sex or bits and pieces of physical affection.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Always laid back waiting for you to do all the work, all the talking, all the reaching and all the loving. Breaking off crumbs every now and then when he feels you getting tired of the bs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Where they learn that at? Reading the pimp chronicles? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; line-height: 115%;">Don’t fall for that foolishness ladies.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><span style="line-height: 115%;">Yes,</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; line-height: 115%;">some people are quiet by nature but at the same time, even a quiet man will talk to and show affection to the woman he truly cares for before he'll take a chance on losing her. Stop laying your body down as some kind of deposit for a sentence, a few words. Everybody talks to somebody and if he talks to nobody, he might be a good candidate for a future episode of Criminal Minds.</span></span></div>
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for, we console each other by saying, “<em>It’s HIS loss</em>”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Uh….sweetie, not if he didn’t want you to
begin with. You can’t lose something you never wanted to keep in the first
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to ask the questions: What are we supposed to do?”</span></span><span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">
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beginning to cry out, "We've done all we knew to do and we're still being
hunted and murdered in the open. What's the solution? We’ve warned our sons and
daughters and we’ve gone over it many times. We’ve taught them the ropes, how
to survive, how to behave when pulled over, how to be non-threatening, but
still they are seen as a threat and murdered in cold blood, even on camera with
no fear of </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">consequences. What’s the
answer?"</span><br />
The church is rising.<br />
I'm thankful. And grateful.</span></span></span></div>
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The timid will rise. The bashful will rise. The
soft spoken will rise. Our voices will rise. Our prayers will rise. Our songs
will rise. We will come out and up and together with the answer that supersedes
the killings and injustices. The answer that doesn’t offer a fairytale of
everybody coming together and getting along, where there’s no hurt or harm or
casualties. The solution we’ll come with won’t be focused on the evil, but on
the power of God to bring the peace that is greater than the evil around us.
The peace that really does pass understanding. The peace that is puzzling even
to those who walk in it. The peace that is most evident when times are most
troubling. </span></span></span></div>
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I feel it. Rising in me, the more I focus on the
Word and not the violence and shootings and rage. I recognize them, I don’t
deny their existence, but I don’t give them my undivided attention. I’m turning
my eyes toward God. And I can feel the rising. I can feel myself linking up in
the Spirit realm with others whose hearts and souls are crying out. I feel my
gift changing. I feel a brewing in my soul, I feel tears just below the
surface, not of heartache or frustration, but of my spirit responding to the
change.</span></span></span></div>
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LORD continue by your Spirit to lead us, to tug at
our heartstrings, to call us, up, out, forward into the place that You’ve
destined for each of us to be, where we will fulfil our individual roles in
these times and in Your Kingdom. Remind us of our calling. Reveal to us the
power of our voices, not just as Americans, or African Americans, but more than
ever as Believers. Help us by Your Spirit to feel SAFE in You, to go forth, to
walk in wisdom, to speak with boldness, to tell people about you even though
many blame You, accuse You, or dismiss the thought of You in the midst of this
turmoil.</span></span></span></div>
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We Your people need you. Not just this nation. Not just our government. Your
people who are called by Your Name. We need You. We need your help. I believe
God, that many of us simply don't know HOW to really pray about this type of
thing. The anger is easy. The frustration is easy. Those feelings are some that
we feel often, so we are used to that. But this type of anger is new to a lot
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us in our quiet moments, in the midst of the hurt and confusion. Touch our
hearts in the tender spots so that we will give you our attention and allow you
to begin to speak to us about exactly what it is that we even as individuals
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Remind us of what the scriptures say about these
last days. Remind us of what the Word says about who we are. Help us to
understand better where to draw the line between, "these are the last days
and the bible said this would happen" and "we need to do something".<br />
I pray for those of us who you have anointed in the
area of social activism. For the men and women who make no hesitation going to
the front line to speak on behalf of an entire race of people here in this
country. I pray for their safety. I pray for their strength. I pray for clarity
of thought. I pray you cover them and protect them.</span></div>
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I pray for the rest of us that you keep us from
criticizing those on the front line. That you keep us from biting at each
other. That you would open our eyes to see the trickery of the enemy in all of
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I pray that you begin to stir up every gift. Pull
to the forefront those who have drifted into the background. Heal those who
have shut up and shut down due to hurt that they don't know how to release.
Help us to release every hurt and put our voices back out into the atmosphere
so that a difference can be made in the heavenly places as well as in earth.<br />
I pray for our leaders in the church everywhere,
our pastors that they will hear you about what to even say to the congregations
before them. Give them wisdom in how to lead your people through these times.</span></div>
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For all of us God, help us to return to your Word,
our First Love, Your Presence, ask you what must we do, what can we do. Give us
to be obedient to whatever you speak to us. And empower us to carry out your
perfect will in the earth through us. Help us Lord. Help me Lord. </span><a data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/ifmypeople?source=feed_text&story_id=10208705923036855" style="cursor: pointer;"><span style="font-family: "calibri";"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #4267b2; text-decoration: none;"><span aria-label="hashtag">#</span></span><span style="color: #365899; text-decoration: none;">IFMYPEOPLE</span></span></span></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">You
never know where your next blessing is. I believe we have more options in life
than we think we do. It’s like we don’t give God credit for having infinite
ways to bless us. We place our limits on Him and we tend not to expect much or
even muster up the courage to ask for much, but that thinking doesn’t line up
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needed a door to be opened for me and God answered my prayers and opened the
door. It was a blessing to me, swinging open for me just in the nick of time. I
remember feeling wanted and appreciated and so thankful for the Lord showing me
something different from the kind of negativity I unfortunately had grown
accustomed to and to even came to expect. Shortly after walking through that
door though, I realized I didn’t want to remain for a long period of time. As thankful
as I was I could think of a few really good reasons why I needed to move on.
Just as my reasoning began to take on the form of complaints the Lord spoke
very plainly to me and said, “<em><span style="color: blue;">When I opened this door for you I didn’t open it
so you could walk in and stay forever. You are free to leave</span></em>.” I’ve been taking
Him up on those words since that day, preparing myself for my next move. </span></div>
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reminded of so many people over the years who prayed for a job, got hired, and
then stayed on the job for years even suffering tremendously, refusing to even
look elsewhere because they keep telling themselves, “<em>But God gave me this job</em>”.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even if they have a longing inside for
more, better, increase, even if they qualify for it, they would remain and
justify doing so because God opened that door for them. As if He can’t open
another one. As if He can’t hear and answer another prayer. As if they aren’t
capable of continuing to grow and move forward. </span></div>
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not a one hit wonder or a one trick pony.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The entire universe is at His disposal. With Him the possibilities are
endless. We sing songs like, If He did it before, He can do it again, but think
we should sometimes stop and do and honest heart check to see if we really
believe it. Some of us live our entire lives without opening ourselves up to
the possibility of something more or even different.</span></div>
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you feel stuck? Are you telling yourself that you have to stay put because God
blessed you with what you have, or to be where you are? Are you assuming that
just because He opened that door for you that He doesn’t have another one that
can be opened if you ask? Are you waiting for someone to die before you think
you can move on? Snap out of it! And many of us sadly are simply afraid for one
reason or another to take a step outside the casket of our comfort zone. So we
complain, and blame God for our unhappiness and accuse Him of not being
resourceful enough to take us where the desire He’s placed inside of us wants
us to go. Lift up your head, open your eyes, leave your options open, and allow
Him to show you just how much He wants to do for you. It will exceed anything
you are able to ask or imagine. And remember, unless He has given you specific
instructions to stay, you are free to leave.</span><br />
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among school aged children that involves a real or perceived power imbalance.
The behavior is repeated, or has the potential to be repeated, over time.
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">The
Lord dropped something into my spirit a few years ago and I’m reminded of it
today.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Don’t let the enemy bully you in your emotions.</i>” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">One
thing I’ve learned in my 52 years is that many people who are bullies as
children do not grow out of that behavior into adulthood, and people who tend
to be easy targets for bullies don’t always grow out of that tendency into
adulthood. You can find bullies and victims of bullying even in the workplace
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discussing bullies one thing that is usually said still rings true, “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">They do you that way because they know they
can. As long as they can get away with it by you not standing up to them, they
will continue to bully you. As long as they can get a rise, a reaction out of
you they will continue to entertain themselves with your reactions</i>.”
Something else I’ve learned about bullies is that when you stand up to them,
stand up for yourself, even if you “lose” the fight, you’ll still earn their
respect and they will often find someone who will remain the victim. </span></div>
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you think about it, where do you think the behavior originates from?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God, or the devil? So when we recognize the
author of that behavior we can better see how the enemy will do the same thing
to us emotionally.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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knows that he can say certain things, cause certain things to happen, use
people to say or do certain things to get a rise or reaction out of us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When we show him that at the least sign of
something we don’t like we resort to complaining and self-pity, [</span><span style="font-family: "albertus mt lt" , "serif";">Proverbs 24:10</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">] he learns how to perfectly
time his attacks and with every attack he adds in a special little something
extra: Some negative suggestion that he whispers to you so you can start
repeating it in your frustration. As you agree with him in your heart and with
your words you become a perfect target for his bullying. Not resulting in black
eyes or other physical bruises, but in your emotions, dragging you down every
time you think you might be about to see some type of daylight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Learn to FIGHT. SPEAK UP. STAND UP. GUARD
YOUR HEART BY KEEPING A HANDLE ON YOUR EMOTIONS. There’s nothing new under the
sun. Everybody is dealing with mess they’d rather not deal with. Put on your
big girl panties or big boy boxers and put your spiritual dukes up and fight.
Use that power of life and death that’s in your tongue and come out of the role
of being a victim to the devil’s bullying.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">I
saw a quote that said, “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I got hated on
for being myself, so I started hating myself</i>”. When you think about it,
doesn’t that describe the enemy of your soul?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He hates you simply because of who you are! A child of the Most High
God, a Royal Priesthood, an heir of God and a joint heir with Christ. You’re on
your way to the place he got kicked out of when he showed his tail. You’ve been
promoted into the spot that was left vacant when he lost his position in
heaven. Of course he hates your guts and his mission is to convince you to hate
yourself just as much by trying to convince you through life’s trials and the
lies he tells you about yourself. He wants to badger you to the point that you
feel like this is just the way it is, or that you somehow deserve or are the
cause of the abuse, so you just join his club. Don’t let him do that to you! He’s
doing it because you allow it. He’s doing it simply because he <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can</i>. It may sound like I too, am
accusing you for what he’s doing to you. I understand that feeling. I used to
feel that way at first, but it’s really not the case. I’m simply shedding a
light on the trick he’s been playing on you and getting the same results over
and over. [</span><span style="font-family: "albertus mt lt" , "serif";">Hosea 4:6</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">] [</span><span style="font-family: "albertus mt lt" , "serif";">2 Corinthians 2:11</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">] If he can keep your spiritual
eyes black, blue and swollen shut from his verbal beatings they will never be
opened to see him for what he is. If he can keep your attention focused on what
he is saying instead of that God has said about you, you will never have your
faith increased by hearing the actual truth about who you are.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">So
check yourself before he makes you wreck yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Check your emotions. What are you feeling?
What are you hearing when you feel certain things in your emotions?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The things that you are hearing, are they in
line with how God says He feels about you in His Word in scriptures like [</span><span style="font-family: "albertus mt lt" , "serif";">Jeremiah 29:11</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">] or are they more in line with
what the Word says about what the enemy wants to do [</span><span style="font-family: "albertus mt lt" , "serif";">John 10:10</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">]? Are you experiencing anxiety
or peace? Do you feel abandoned, or loved?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s really simple. As we begin to retrain ourselves to think and speak
according the Word we will find ourselves spending less time entertaining what
the enemy is doing and being entertainment for the enemy, and more time walking in complete victory.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="7ct33-0-0"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">1. I used to be hard headed and still am. It's a nature we're born with because when we finally say YES to God He'll use it in the kingdom for His glory. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">In recent years it has become more and more common to hear someone say. "DELAY DOES NOT MEAN DENIAL." As I was thinking about my surgery situation, this phrase came to mind and I
got to thinking. When we say “delay” who
are we referring to that is or will be affected by this so-called delay? It’s certainly not God! <i>We </i>call something a delay when the timing of
it coming to pass doesn’t match <i>our </i>expectations. </span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">We say it’s delayed when we thought or hoped it would happen by a certain time, but for whatever reason it doesn’t.</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">For us, things are delayed due
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">But no circumstance is out of God’s
control. God is not affected or impacted by time. He is not governed by it. He
created it for us. It helps us to measure life and seasons. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">We say something is delayed because we assumed something, but it didn’t
pan out the way we assumed. The Lord will tell us that He is going to do
something and we begin to immediately calculate a deadline. We begin looking at
present circumstances and assume that because of this or that, the promise will
or has to come to pass by this time/date.
One major piece of information we neglect to consider though, is that
God didn’t tell you <i>when</i> it was going
to happen, only that it’s <i>going</i> to
happen, so how can we declare something to be delayed when we were never given a due date? Rarely are dates involved in His promises because I believe, a lot of the
condition of the fulfillment is our obedience to what He has instructed us to
do in order to be positioned to see the manifestation of those things. So then delayed doesn't mean denial, it means somebody disobeyed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">DELAYS ARE USUALLY
UNEXPECTED. </span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">I had no thought whatsoever
that I would be waiting 3 or more months to simply have a surgery that is so common that most of us probably are in close proximity to at
least two women who’ve had one. Just like my surgery seems to be getting
delayed more and more, a total of about 5 months, we all experience
delays in our lives. Flight delays, the start of a concert or wedding, traffic
delays due to accidents or inclement weather, etc. We can experience a lot of
frustration from these delays, even to the point of rescheduling other
things that are affected by the first delay. We are caught off guard by delays
and sometimes have to stop and regroup to keep from allowing the frustration of
the inconveniences to get the best of us. But God is never caught off guard. He’s
never shocked or surprised. He’s never left scratching His head and wondering what
His next move will now be. From before the foundations of the earth were laid,
He knew the exact moment that each of His promises to you would be fulfilled.
He just didn’t fill you in on the date and time details.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">Another major factor to consider when thinking about why something in our lives may be delayed is that we have to remember, even though you may be involved, even play a key role, THIS ISN'T ALL ABOUT YOU. These so called delays are making room for so many other things to take place. There really is a bigger picture being painted by our all knowing God. I’m reminded of the birth
of my youngest daughter and how I had to wait 14 years to get pregnant with her
because the Lord knew that my oldest daughter wouldn’t be born for another 13
years. To me I was delayed over 13 years in getting pregnant, but to God, it
was all a part of His master plan and it was all done in PERFECT TIMING.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">This “delay does not mean
denial” is something I actually have come to dislike because I’ve come to
understand that DELAYS DON’T EVEN APPLY TO GOD.<span style="color: #604a7b; font-weight: bold;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">Instead I'm learning to stop and ask God to "<i>Reveal to me what's really happening here. Help me to see anything that I may be missing." </i>I said to Him even about my surgery, "<i>If you have a specific reason for allowing this, I surrender to your reasons, but if not, I don't want to wait any longer." </i>That's pretty much all any of us can say, "<i>Lord this is what I desire, but if You have other plans, I surrender to Your plans. You know what I don't know.</i>" </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">Keep in mind that He always has your best interest at heart. His thoughts toward you are of peace and not of evil. Even though the way His plans play out can sometimes be painful to you and seem to throw a wrench in your plans, (<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Isaiah 55:8</span>) they are not motivated by a desire of God to hurt you, but to give you an "expected end". There is a place He expects you to end up in and that's what all of this is about. The expected end result that He desires for you. (</span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Jeremiah 29:11</span><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">) Another translations says, "<i>a future and a hope</i>". My personal translation says, "<i>something to look forward to</i>". </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">So how do we handle these delays? Well I've already given you a direction that your prayer to Him can go that will help keep your mind right and attitude right. Another thing we can do, and that I plan to do during my current "delay" is to take advantage of the additional time I may end up having prior to the actual surgery. Any additional time I may be gifted through this delay can be spent working on my weight and anything else that will cause me to feel better going into the surgery and cause my recovery to possibly be better. I suggest you do the same. Make the most of your so called delay, and then prepare yourself for the moment when the Lord shows you that everything was actually timed impeccably in your favor. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">God
sees all and knows all. He sees when you’re in a situation that is not set up
to be fair to you or that is not in your overall, long run best interest. He
sees every underhanded thing that happens to you and he hears the conversations
that bring those underhanded things about. He knows all of the policies that
are in place that work against you, that rob you of energy, money, time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">He
also sees when in the midst of dealing with those things, you remain thankful
to Him. He sees your faithfulness and He’s waiting for
the cry of your heart to come up to Him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">In sending your answer it may even
seem like something worse has happened, but as the smoke clears you will see
that he orchestrated whatever it was just to free you up to receive the thing
that your grateful heart has positioned you to receive. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">Your flesh may scream
so loudly that there is nothing to be thankful for in your situation, but
that’s not true. (IN everything, give thanks. <i>I Thessalonians 5:18</i>) Notice that
the scripture does not say FOR everything, but IN everything, which simply
means that no matter what you are having to walk through, there <i>is </i>something
to give thanks to God for. When you are thankful for what He has already done,
and are bold enough to ask Him for what you desire, you place yourself in the
center of obedience to His word (<i>Philippians 4:6</i>) and He HAS to honor His Word
because He CANNOT lie. He will come through for you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">If
there is a door that you feel you could or even should be able to walk through
but for some reason you can’t, then maybe you should consider that the reason
God is determined to keep that one closed is that it’s not YOURS. Having the
ability to do something does not automatically mean that it’s your actual
calling. It’s probably just a gift or set of abilities that is in your life to
support your true calling. Stop crying
about the door God refuses to open for you and turn your attention toward
whatever door He is waiting to have swing open for you. Having mastered
something doesn’t necessarily mean you are to never do anything else. Mastering something may be the sign you need
to let you know it’s time to move on to something else. We say, “When God
closes one door He opens another”, but at the same time we spend so much time
wrestling with the door knobs of those closed doors. Turn around, open your
eyes, and ask God to order your steps to the doors He will refuse to close in
front of you instead of weeping at the one He refuses to open for you!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-50576296378172803042016-04-12T16:06:00.001-05:002016-05-12T09:53:52.687-05:00Things to Consider: Seasons and Closed Doors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There is a time and a season for every activity under the sun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Are you complaining
about feeling left out, pushed aside, or not included when you really should be
thankful for a season of rest?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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to Consider: </span></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The seasons of life require that we
sometimes enter a period of dormancy, inactivity, rest, veiled (concealed,
hidden, obscure). Don’t confuse your season of dormancy with death.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<i><u><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Also
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Even if the motive of the other party <i>is </i>to hold you back or exclude you, there are two questions you can
ask yourself and move forward accordingly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">1.<span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What
could be the enemy’s desire while you are seemingly in the background?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We
can all easily come up with the answer to that question! But an even better question to ask would be:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What
could be <i>God’s</i> desire or to what advantage
could God use your season of dormancy?</span></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Feeling excluded is
also to feel somewhat isolated, but there are blessings that can be found in
your season of isolation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Rest<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Replenishing & Restoration<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Reconnecting with God on a deeper more
personal level<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Preparation for your next assignment<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Please be careful that you’re not snatching on a door knob and trying to yank open
a door that the Lord has purposely closed and locked.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</span></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You’ve
done it before and perfected it. It’s something you’ve mastered and you know
you would be a perfect candidate or choice to walk through that door. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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If you’ve already mastered it, maybe the closed door is God’s way of
leading you in another direction to conquer more territories, instead of
allowing you to be territorial over something you have mastered.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<i><u><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Another
reason you might be doing this:</span></u></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> You have a <i>right</i> to go through the door. You’ve <i>earned</i> the right to go through the door!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</span></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> If what you’re doing or attempting to do will thwart
God’s plan for your life, He will continue to keep the door closed and locked.
Seek Him to be sure that you’re not fighting against Him, instead of a
perceived enemy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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right to walk through the door, but also consider that <i>this</i> might not be the right door. It could be that your blessing or
answer to prayer is behind a door, just not <i>this</i>
one. Many of us can attest to the fact that we’ve spent a lot of time expecting
our answer or blessing to come from one way, and when it showed up it was coming
from an entirely different direction. Not only that but usually with God, when
it does show up it comes out much better than you hoped or thought!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It is true. His
thoughts are not our thoughts, and His ways are not ours but much higher. He is
not only able to do exceedingly, abundantly, above all we can ask or think, but
usually He does exceed abundantly and above all that we can ask or think.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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forward: </span></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We do know according to scripture that faith without
works is dead. We also know that some prayers are answered before we speak,
some while we yet speak, some after we have asked, and some after what seems to
be a delay. There will be times when you
will seem to be in a fight. But when you begin to feel as if you are hitting
your head against a brick wall, or like you’re fighting a different kind of
enemy, it might not be an enemy at all!
It may be your Lord trying to get you to realize the season you are in,
or to turn your attention away from a door that He has obviously closed, simply
to keep you in the center of His Will.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">Years
ago I heard someone say, “<i>It pays to
serve God, but if you serve Him because it pays, it don’t pay”. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">When
you know you have been called to do something, do it for the sake of the
calling. Do the work for the sake of the work. Do it for the sake of being
obedient to God’s assignment on your life.
When you acknowledge the call of God and direction of God on your life,
and your next thought is how you will be able to make a good living doing it,
you’re off on the wrong foot. Understand that whatever the Lord has given you
as a special gift or ability, that gift or ability is meant to be as much of a
ministry tool as a means to make a living. So obey God for the sake of
obedience and for what it is first and foremost: an avenue of ministry. He has
already promised that He will pay what is right. He will supply all of our
needs according to His riches in glory. He will even grant the desires of our
hearts. He will give us full and unspeakable joy. Do you not trust Him to do
what He said? Have you forgotten that it is <i>impossible</i>
for Him to lie? Even if He <i>did</i> lie,
you’d never know it because heaven and earth would immediately pass away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">Allow
the Holy Spirit to lead you in how to perfect what you do. Allow Him to
continue to reveal to you <i>all</i> of your
gifts and abilities and how they <i>all</i>
play a role in supporting your calling. Take nothing for granted. Think of
nothing as too small or unimportant. Pay attention to minute details. Be
meticulous. When the Holy Spirit points out something minute to you that
requires attention, don’t brush it off and say, “<i>Nobody’s going to be paying attention to something that small</i>”. How silly of you! Did not the Holy Spirit just point it out to
you? <i>He’s</i> paying attention. Is He not
Somebody? He showed you, and you saw it
too, so yes, somebody <i>will</i> see
it. Excellence isn’t measured only by
the big things easily drawn to people’s attention. True excellence is in the
minutest of details that show that you care about <i>everything </i>and leave <i>nothing</i>
to chance. That even the smallest of details are a big deal to you. That you’re
not just trying to make an impression or look good on the surface for somebody,
but that you care about something as if <i>everybody</i>
will notice it, even if you <i>are</i> the
only one who notices it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75;">REMEMBER: Nobody’s perfect,
but we can all be excellent.</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">Don’t
be someone whose main mission is to get paid for something that you can’t offer
in excellence. Don’t be someone who’s always up to something, from one scheme
to the next, one business venture to the next, and never hitting pay dirt,
never tapping into your true calling. Don’t minimize the call of God on your
life buy putting price tags on it, especially when you haven’t even perfected
any of it. Stop charging, and in many cases, over charging people for products
or services that you haven’t put your best effort into, just for a quick buck
or just to say you’re making money for it. If you are truly called of God to do
what you are doing, He already has your way made for you. He knows where every
dollar will come from that will be placed into your hands. For every dollar you
make you need to realize that there could be someone out there killing future
clients via word of mouth about your careless and sloppy work. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif";">Let everything
you do be done as unto the Lord, and for His glory. Realize that you are always
center stage under His spotlight, with Him as your audience. Before you seek
money, seek to be your very best. Seek growth. Seek to be consistent. Seek
God’s approval. If you’re going to be exhausted at the end of the day, let it
be from pouring out your best energy to produce the best possible results, and
not from chasing pipe dreams and quick cash in exchange for mediocrity. Trust
me, if the Lord approves, you’ll get paid and paid well, and in more ways than
just money. The fullness of joy that He has promised comes from more than just
a full bank account. Some of it will come from simply knowing that you have
given all.<i><o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I recently dreamed that a young man was about to minister to me at the altar but he stopped and got in
my ear and said, “<i>Be careful about who
you ask to pray for you about things. When you ask them to pray for you, they
find out what’s on your heart and when they know what’s on your heart, they can
use it against you. They can use it to their own advantage</i>.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I believe the
lesson in that is very powerful. Our need to be spiritually </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">keen</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">is a desperate one.</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">We have dreams, desires, things that we want
to do for God, and things that we know that He has called us to.</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Prayer may seem to be a thing that the enemy
couldn’t possibly use against us. I mean, after all, it’s communication with
God!</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But in a situation where you’re
sharing something personal with someone and asking them to agree with you in
prayer, it can be the very tool that is used to stab you in the back.</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Never forget that your enemy, the devil hates
you and he will attack or hurt you by any means necessary, even if it means
using someone you trust in the church, someone you trust and look up to, or your lack of understanding of
scripture. The bible teaches us to </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">pray
for wisdom</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> (James 1:5). It also teaches us that the Holy Spirit </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">will teach us all things</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. (John 14:26)
And it teaches us to </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">believe not every
spirit</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, but </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">to try the spirit</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. (I
John 4:1).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Basically we
cannot live this Christian life successfully and victoriously without the help, guidance and power of the
Holy Spirit, or without knowledge of the Word of God.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">There is also a
story in the book of Acts where we learn why it is important to be able to
discern the spirit of a person. The Apostle Paul became grieved and turned and
cast a demon out of a woman who was following him and the other apostles,
singing their praises and telling everyone, <i>“These
men are the servants of the most high God, which shew unto us the way of
salvation.” </i>Was she not telling the
truth? Were they not servants of the most High?
Were they not showing the way of salvation? Yes! But the problem was the spirit behind
it, the spirit inside the woman. What seemed on the outside to be free advertisement
for the men of God, or something that would work in the favor of the Apostles,
was actually something that was the opposite, a woman with a demonic spirit
appearing to be a part of that which is righteous. She was known for making
money for her masters for fortune telling but here she now seemed to be someone
working <i>with</i> the men of God. Although
doing this might increase <i>her</i>
following and bring even more money to her masters, it would have had a more
negative outcome for the men of God.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">This story goes
to prove that not everyone is on your side or in your corner, just because they
are saying good things about you. They aren’t really supporting you just
because they follow you everywhere or on social media outlets. Their always being there does not mean that
you can actually count on them when you have a need. Holding your hand and
<i>seeming </i>to agree with you in prayer doesn’t automatically mean that they love
you or that their prayers will get past the ceiling. It could be that they are addicted to you even though they hate you. It could be that they are
just gathering information to fuel their next attack against you and the whole
time you might be sensing that something is terribly <i>off</i>, without realizing
that it’s because of someone you trust to “touch and agree” with you in prayer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">As we move forward
from this day I pray that the Holy Ghost will continue to help us by periodically bringing this to our remembrance. I pray that our hearts will be sensitive and tender to His leading
and obedient to His direction. That our eyes will be opened to see past the immediate and natural and directly into the real spirit that is motivating all of those we are in contact with, even in prayer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bishop Jakes said, "<i>Sometimes
the pain of recovery can hurt worse than the pain of the injury</i>."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He ain't nevva lied on that one.
The healing process can be deceiving because the healing can be so painful that
it makes you think that the opposite is happening. But the Lord has had to remind me of
something He said to me years ago, "<i>The whole time you're hurting, you're
healing. Whatever is squeezing you, squeeze it back until you squeeze your
blessing out of it</i>". Like in childbirth, it's not easy to bear down on the
same pain that's so unbearable. But you've got a baby in there trying to come
out. The pain means, HE/SHE IS COMING! So you have to COOPERATE with the pain,
TEAM UP with the pain, in order to birth what's in you trying desperately to
get out and that the enemy is trying just as desperately to kill before it gets
out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's not so much YOU that he's
trying to kill. It's what's IN you. I'm reminded of Job when the devil went to
God for permission to attack him. God told him, "<i>Just don't touch his
LIFE</i>". In other words, you can kill everybody close to him. Kill
everything that belongs to him. But you CAN'T KILL HIM. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's the same with you
and I. He's not trying to kill YOU, because He knows He can't get that kind of
permission from God. </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Honestly, he doesn't have as much a problem with you being alive as he does with you being effective, productive, relevant, encouraged.</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">So if he can kill what's IN you, your drive, determination, passion and your very faith, by killing everything around
you, what belongs to you, getting in as many relationships as possible and
killing those, </span><i style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', serif;">that's </i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">what he's after anyway. He wants to convince you that you are left with nothing to live for, and he wants you to blame God for it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What did Job's wife say to him?
That it would be better for him to CURSE GOD and DIE. Why not just die? Because
the enemy didn't go to God and tell him that if he allowed him to take away
everything from him he would die. He said he would <i>curse God</i>. THAT'S what that
whole book was about, getting Job, or trying to get Job to curse God. But Job
passed the test. Yes, he cursed the day he was born, but that brother didn't
curse his GOD. Instead he BLESSED HIM. Even when the ONE person close to him
who survived all the calamities, was the one who offered the so called solution
to his problem: Curse God and die. Even when his friends came and sat with him
and pretty much accused him of being unrighteous, or hiding some kind
of sin which brought all this upon himself. He passed the test. With all
they claimed to know about God, they didn't know that sometimes God will turn
the devil loose on you. They didn't know that some storms of life, some trials
can't be rebuked away because even though they came from the devil, they came with God's specific signature of approval and instructions. They didn't understand that sometimes, some things only happen so that God will have a stage on which to perform. Even with a bit
of rebuke from God like, "<i>Hold on Job. Who you think you talkin to
bruh?</i>", he still passed the test. Because he didn't curse his HELP. The
Lord Himself became Job's "cheat sheet", and helped him to NOT do the
very thing that satan wanted him to do. With the passing of the test came
double everything he'd lost. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But don't think that in the mean
time Job didn't have to go through the healing. Those sores had to HEAL. The
bible doesn't talk about "<i>immediately</i>" or "<i>straightway</i>" his
sores were healed. So it's safe to believe that his physical healing was a
process. A painful, uncomfortable, inconvenient, itchy (because when sores heal
they ITCH) process. The twice as many cattle didn't just magically appear. He
had to start somewhere and mate animals and wait for them to be birthed, with
each mama animal experiencing the discomfort of those births.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>Somebody </i>had to give birth to all
those children who replaced the ones he lost. Nobody carried all of those
babies at once. Unless there was a multiple birth in there somewhere, each of
those babies was carried separately, birthed individually, each with their own
pain to the mom.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I've never really known of a
preacher/teacher who likes to talk about Job.
There seems to always be this behind-the-scenes fear that if they preach
about him they'll end up suffering on another level because of it. But we're so silly. We're
suffering anyway! A brother like Job can help us to understand better what's
happening, and why it's REALLY happening and the kind of outcome we can look
forward to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">There's something about the
severity of pain that can distract you to the point of blindness and deafness,
where you can't see the hand of God in the situation, or hear Him as clearly as
you would without the pain. But by the time that <i>same pain </i>begins to subside, it can also HELP you see and hear
God more clearly than you would have without the pain. Imagine that! There's something about the
severity of pain that will make you go from cursing the day you(or someone
else) were born to being eternally thankful and grateful that God saw fit
collaborate with the devil to rip your heart out. But you have to past the tests first, and there are two of them: The
pain of the injury, AND the pain of recovery.</span></div>
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the power in your own mouth, even in times of crisis when you don’t know WHAT
to pray. Remember that death and life are in the power of your tongue. You may
not have a “</span><i style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">dear heavenly Father, I come to You</i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">”, kind of prayer, but
open your mouth and SPEAK LIFE. Speak what you DESIRE and what God PROMISED,
not what you see. Talk to God about who you know He is. Sometimes you’re
asking people to pray for you, with you, etc, and guess what? THEY don’t
know what to pray either! They have to seek the help of the Spirit to
even know HOW to pray for you! </span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">Romans 8:26 (KJV</span></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">) (Also read the
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also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we
ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which
cannot be uttered.</span></i><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , serif;">By all means call
on the prayer warriors, your pastor, etc. The bible does say that the "<i>effectual
fervent prayer of the righteous avails much</i>". But more than anything,
call on the Holy Spirit. He’s the HELP that we ALL need. He’s the teacher. He
will remind you of what you already know about God and this will help you know
how to approach God in prayer, even in a crisis situation. And He’s the one,
when no words come to mind, even about your own life, your own marriage, your
own child, who knows exactly what needs to be said to the Father. He will help
you pray, teach you to pray, pray through you, and when you can’t open your
mouth, pray FOR you. You are truly covered in prayer by the Holy Spirit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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about the Holy Spirit making intercession for us is that He does it without our
asking for it. The bible doesn’t say that if we ask Him to do it He will do it. It simply says that He makes intercession. It’s a given. It’s a
part of His job description, and it’s what we should thank Him for on a daily
basis, because that's when He does it, not just in crisis. Whether you feel like you’re batting a thousand or
like you've been run over by a Mac truck; whether you feel like you can take on the world
or like you feel like the weight of the world is on you, He makes intercession.
He stays before the Father on your behalf, because that’s just what He does. There are days, like today for instance, that I am extremely thankful for the fact that I have someone standing before the throne of God on my behalf. </span></div>
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death:</span></u></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> It’s the death of something that we thought or
hoped would live forever...our marriage. <i>(According
to scripture the only death that should occur in marriage is the death of one
of the spouses, not the marriage itself.) </i>The difference between the death
of a marriage and the death of a person though is, depending on the situation,
you might think that it would have been better if the former spouse had just
DIED. But instead you have to see them, deal with them about the children, the
financial issues that need to be settled, etc. So basically you’re dealing with
a dead situation, but with a live person that you may sometimes wish was dead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Allow yourself to grieve. In the Five Stages of Grief, this first phase is
called DENIAL/SHOCK. At first, you may not feel any grief, sadness or regret,
and it may cause you to believe that you are unaffected, or like God is
“supernaturally carrying you through”.
*But this is actually just a part of the process. After that initial
phase of denial/shock/euphoria passes you will begin to feel a wide range of
emotions. Don’t think that just because you’re the one who left, that you won’t
grieve. Grief is a natural response to the death of something. What are you
grieving? Loss. Loss of what??? Because you might say that YOU were the one who
left and you have no regrets. Even with no regrets there is still a grieving of
the loss. Loss of what you hoped for. Loss of what <i>should</i> have happened. Loss of what marriage is <i>supposed</i> to be. Loss of all that you imagined. Loss of the good it
was before it went bad. Loss of YOUR marriage because now, you have become a
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it hits you, let it hit, whether in quiet tears or like a Mack truck. Let it
out. Let it hurt. Let it go. This is not the time to try to be brave, or to try
to be what you may think bravery looks like. You already are brave. You were
either brave enough to make the difficult decision to end something that never
should have started, or to walk away from something that was draining the life
out of you, or you were brave enough to keep living after being left by the one
you thought would always be there for you. Holding back the grief doesn’t make
you more spiritual, but makes you more of a ticking time bomb that’s going to
go off on the wrong person at the wrong time and in the wrong place. Holding it
back causes roots of bitterness to grow from not having dealt with the hurt
properly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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choose to forgive: </span></u></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">When you feel hurt, pray for healing.
When you feel anger or rage, confess forgiveness. To forgive is a CHOICE. It’s
the choice you make in response to the COMMAND to forgive. In your flesh you
can’t forgive. But the power to succeed is in the command to do. This is
basically saying that even if you don’t have the ability to do something, once
God asks you to do it, the ability to do it in IN the command to do it. All
that is required is your obedience. The ability is not something you can
receive by a cloud coming into your room and surrounding you, or some out of
body experience. It’s not something anyone else, even God can do <i>for</i> you.
But God gives you the grace to forgive. A key to forgiveness is that if
you’re waiting for the hurt and anger to stop before you forgive, you’ll never
forgive. Depending on your fragile emotions that can change with the wind will
keep you in a place of constant pain, anger and bitterness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You may find yourself feeling more
isolated than ever. Suddenly it is just you, or you and your little ones, and
you may find yourself in a place where you expected more support than what you
are receiving. This can come as a surprise and it can really be hurtful, but
there are blessings in your isolation waiting to be bestowed upon you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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greatest blessing, I believe is that you can <u>get to know yourself outside of
a relationship</u>…outside of being attached to someone who can heavily
influence or maybe even control what you do. You need to know who YOU are.
Learn the sound of your OWN thoughts inside your OWN head! What do you like or
dislike? Narrow it all down to who you really are without any input from
another person. For many of us, this is something we failed to do prior to
marriage. Shortly after my divorce I began to notice this happening to me. I
was mildly surprised the first few times I heard myself think, “<i>I don’t like that</i>”. I had to pause and
allow myself to HEAR myself. I heard myself say or think that I didn’t like
something ALL BY MYSELF! There was no
influence from my husband or anybody at church. It was just me saying, “<i>I don’t’ like that</i>”. It was amazing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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about YOU: </span></u></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Who you are in God is not predicated
upon whether or not you have a husband. That is a requirement, stipulation, or
restriction we place on ourselves. It does NOT come from God. If you believe
that you need a husband in order to be all God has created and ordained you to
be, you will put your life on hold, waiting for a man to come along and
validate you and give you permission to do what God ordained you to do before
the foundations of the earth were laid. Our relationships with God and His
assignments on our lives are <i>personal</i>.
If it is His Will for you to work with a husband in ministry, you will. But
that doesn’t mean your husband has to come and say that it’s okay. God is the
one who gives the OK. You need to be walking in your call. Your true mate is in
your calling, your assignment. Your mate is in your PURPOSE. If a man can give you your calling, he can
take it back from you. If he can give you permission, he can shut you down.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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about EVERYTHING!:</span></u></b><span style="font-family: "bookman old style" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Here are some examples of things
to ask Him about. Let Him teach you about what you could have done differently.
This is not saying that what happened is <i>your
fault, </i>but with any failed test you want to find out what answers you got
wrong, because you want to be better prepared for the next test. It may be an
issue with your study habits, or maybe you rushed through it, etc. The answer
to this question may take you back to who you married to begin with. <i>Why</i> did you marry them? What was your
state of mind? What were your thoughts and beliefs about yourself? If you
discover negative thoughts or beliefs about yourself, ask Him to help you
change those thoughts. He may go back to your childhood and point out to you
the very moment your thinking shifted for the negative. What were your
expectations going into it? Allow Him to teach you if any of those expectations
were unrealistic? Were you expecting your spouse to fill a void that only God
can fill? Did you marry someone who was
expecting that of you? Ask God about your own behavior during the marriage. A
lot of our behavior is shaped by our beliefs and expectations. This is why many
are over before they start, doomed from the giddy up. Ask Him about anything
you want that has to do with relationships, and what you need to know and
understand about yourself, and who you are and who you were created to be.
Allow this time for God to help you to get acquainted with yourself and make
the necessary adjustments that will help you walk in wholeness. <b><u><o:p></o:p></u></b></span></div>
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<br />Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-88105966640447490292015-08-11T09:25:00.000-05:002016-02-20T09:28:15.343-06:00LOST TIME<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's is true that God will make up for lost time, but remember: Making up for lost time doesn't mean that you magically just show up in your place of destiny. It doesn't mean that God just wipes out all that is required of you and passes you through. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Just like in school, when you have to make up for lost time, it means there will be some CRAMMING. In order to make up for time lost, you may have to do double work for a while. There will be more reading, more studying, less free time, more obstacles to overcome and things to learn in a shorter amount of time. You still have to pass certain required tests, and prepare for those tests, only now you have a lot less time to do it. Can it be done? YES! God will give you Grace. But you still have to be committed to the process.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">~I WILL TRUST~ ~I BE ABLE~</span></div>
Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-18093900230237921982015-08-11T09:21:00.001-05:002015-08-11T09:21:42.554-05:00WORRY OR WORSHIP<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When it seems that worry is waiting for me to wake up in the morning, and attempts to ride my back throughout the day, I've learned to use my weapon of worship.<br />
Worry says, "Do you know what could happen?"<br />
Worship says, "BUT I KNOW WHO GOD IS! And I know where my help comes from!"<br />
~I WILL TRUST~Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-85728040980267489162015-08-01T12:29:00.000-05:002015-10-10T13:58:48.295-05:00Things to Consider: An Unfair Advantage?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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define jealousy has “<i>having the belief
that someone has an unfair advantage over you</i>”. When I thought about the
times that I have felt jealousy towards someone that is what it boiled down to
every single time. Somehow I felt that life circumstances, or God had given
them an advantage that I didn’t have. </span><br />
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people who have any kind of advantage over anyone else are the ones who simply
put God first. HE is the only advantage
that any of us can really have. If we have an advantage over someone else it is
only because we are taking advantage of Him while others are not. It’s not that
God likes them and dislikes you or likes them more than He likes you. His love
is no greater toward one than it is another. God has no respect of person. What He has
offered to one, He has offered to all, which is Himself. The issue is that all
will not take advantage of what He has offered. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We are often so busy people
watching that we become offended by other’s success or happiness. We tend to focus on what others are doing or
accomplishing, and not who has helped them to do or accomplish it. We look at
what people have and it causes us to feel that somehow God made them better
than us. Because our focus is on people and not God some of us have trained
ourselves to believe that in order to get what we want we have to take
advantage of and use each other for our own purposes. Meanwhile, the one who has fully and freely
given Himself to us for this very purpose sits by, unused. His heart breaks for
us while we hit one brick wall after another, fall into one pit after another, lose
one good relationship after another, whether it be friend, business, or
romantic. His heart breaks for us while we sit and do nothing, feeling sorry
for ourselves because we have taken the success of someone else to mean that we
are not capable of success. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">If everything you need is
placed in front of you, and everything I need is placed in front of me, I can’t
feel slighted or overlooked because you take advantage of what’s in front of
you while I don’t do the same with what’s in front of me. I cannot allow my
fascination with what’s going on with you, to override my fascination with discovering
and walking in all He has created me to be. There are advantages in God, but He
has given no one an <i>unfair</i> advantage.
He has simply offered Himself to all of us. Those who take advantage of Him and
all that comes with Him will reap the benefits. Those who do not take advantage
of Him will not see the manifestation of many things that they desire, can
imagine in their hearts, and even some things that He has spoken, because some
things that God has spoken require some action or obedience on your part.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What I’m about to say may
taste bitter in your mouth, but will be sweet in your belly if you receive it. When
you do feel that the Lord is extending favor to another and not to you..when
you feel that He is slipping them helpful notes under the table right in front
of you...when you feel that He is sharing secrets of success with them that He
is not sharing with you…it could be that that’s exactly what’s happening! If you consider the fact that He has made
Himself available to them as well as to you, and they have taken advantage of
it and you have not, what would you expect? Would you honestly expect their
life and their outcomes to look like yours? <i>That</i>
my friend is what would be unfair and unjust of God! He has promised that those
who seek Him will find Him. He has promised that if we call unto Him He will
show us great and mighty things that we don’t even know about yet. He has
promised that when we have searched for Him with all our hearts we will find
Him. He has promised that while we are yet speaking, He will answer us. He has
even told us that He is able to exceed our wildest dreams. So if you are seeing
nothing great, receiving no answers to prayers, have not seen any expectations
exceeded then it is time to take an honest look at yourself and what it is that
you could have taken advantage of but for whatever reason chose to ignore.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The truth about jealousy is
that it is an after- the-fact smoke screen. Although it has been known to be
the cause of horrible things, it’s more of an affect than it is a cause. It is
a result of your blurred vision and lack of understanding of how God operates
and who you really are in Him. It comes into play after you have passed up
opportunities to take advantage of the fact that you have a God you can pray to
and receive answers. If you didn’t feel
that someone had an unfair advantage over you, and if you took the time to seek
after God to find out who He created you to be and what His plan is for your
life, jealousy wouldn’t be an issue. If
you allowed Him to reveal to you all the wonderful gifts and abilities He
placed in you, you would never feel that someone else has more or better to
offer than you do. You would not measure what you think is great favor on them
by what you feel you are lacking. You
would be too busy enjoying the life that He has ordained for you to live. So
what do you say? How about we get busy
enjoying that life that God has ordained for us to LIVE!</span></div>
Albertinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05510321557102413868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612121131512751843.post-75052402321146490542015-07-28T12:10:00.004-05:002015-08-11T09:41:46.634-05:00When I Got Tired (pt 2)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I filed for a legal
separation so that child support payments could start right away. It wasn’t
much, but my point wasn’t so much about how much child support would be, but
about being one step closer to divorce. Quite a few people thought I was crazy
for leaving him and the things we had and even thought that I was lying on him
when I would talk about what it was like living with him. I guess that like him, they were caught up in
the image. Didn’t they know that I
created the image they saw? It didn’t
have to be real. It just had to be what
I created. But because of what they saw
from a distance and the outside, they concluded that I was crazy or as he put
it, under the influence of witchcraft.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I chose to go to my
mother’s house. She later told me that when she saw me coming up on her porch I
looked like was running from the “pure dee devil”. Me and my babies slept in her
extra bedroom for a few weeks until my brother came and took the bed because he
said he needed it. I wondered if part of the reason he did that was to try and
force my hand, figuring that if I had to sleep on the floor I would take my
butt back home to my husband where I “belonged”. Church folks do stuff like that
sometimes. They take it upon themselves
to put you in positions to do what <i>they</i>
think you should do. Well, all I have to say about that is, “Sike!” I took
quilts and blankets, pillows and sheets and I slept on my mother’s living room
floor with my babies for 3 months. My
mother told me that I “slept like them babies on that floor”, so I couldn’t
have been lying about the things I said I had gone through with him. She said
if I had been lying, I wouldn’t have been able to sleep so peacefully. I had no idea that she would come in sometimes
during the night and sit in the chair next to us, watch us and go back to
sleep. I did wake up a few mornings and wondered when she had come in and sat
in the chair. I guess I <i>was</i> “sleeping like them babies” not to
notice someone coming into the room and sitting over me in a chair.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">From there I went to
a roach infested 1 bedroom apt. When I say roach infested that’s exactly what I
mean. I only put a few can goods in the cabinets and when I would go to open
the cabinets, I would have to step back because whenever I opened them, roaches
would leap out. There was also a mouse that </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">traveled</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> back and forth between
the first and second floors, and plumbing that flooded the hallway right
outside my door. But I was at peace. From there we moved to a 2 bedroom apartment
with horrible LOUD neighbors (who I knew from a church I used to go to). My
babies had to get used to the noise without thinking that something bad was
happening. My entire living room and hallway was flooded at least twice because
the neighbors on the two floors above me put the wrong things down their garbage
disposal. But I had peace. In the mean time I had to file bankruptcy because of
so many bills that had been accumulated during the marriage. I didn’t realize
at the time that when he was encouraging me to have credit cards in my name, it
was insurance for him in the event of a divorce. From there I bought my first
home on my own only to end up in a bankruptcy and foreclosure, to a duplex, back
to my mom’s house where I’d slept on the floor for 3 months. Only this time it
was after my mom had passed and I had bought it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When you get TIRED,
you’ll get the hell out. It won’t matter
how much he buys you, or what you have to walk away from. You’ll go to a shelter, a one room studio,
move in with someone and sleep on their floor, sleep in the bed with your
babies, put up with roaches for a while, anything to have peace of mind and
safety. When you get tired you’ll change your mind about what’s worth fighting
for. You’ll come to the conclusion that YOU are the thing that’s worth fighting
for, and if you have little ones, they are worth for, not some image that you’ve
created for the sake of keeping up appearances. When you get tired of dying,
you’ll choose to live.</span><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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