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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Is your Memory Bank Full?

     When I find a post that I feel really speaks to a subject I can't help but want to share it so with that in mind, there's a post I'd like to refer you to today... Unwrapping the Gifts of God: Can you Hear ME Now?.

     It's about not taking the time to clean out our memory banks and yet it's about so much more. I'd like to invite you to check it out and ask yourself... is this me? Are my memory banks so full of "messages," many of them years old, that I need to "delete?" Are my memory banks so full that there is no place for new messages... all new messages are automatically rejected without the ability to see if it's a message I want or need to hear?

     Don't miss out! This is an amazing message. There's no reason for me to try and add anything to it so check it out and make sure to comment on Kelli Wommacks blog if it ministers to you.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Did you follow Me?

     I've been bothered over the last several weeks because I haven't been able to post anything new to this blog.  There's been nothing on my heart.  Nothing burning to find it's way out.  Nothing I felt I just HAD to say.  But you know, successful bloggers "really need" to blog on an almost daily schedule and I haven't blogged in almost 3 weeks!  I've checked my stats and comments to see if I still have traffic.  I've checked to see if I have any new followers.  I've wondered when that need to speak to an issue or pour my heart out would come back.  

God, why can't I seem to write?

     I've found that I started measuring myself by how many followers I have, how much traffic I still have, how many comments I get.  I started measuring myself by what other bloggers do.  I started measuring myself by the effect I think others are having compared to the effect I think I'm having.  I forgot that by measuring myself by them I was getting my eyes off the right path.  

God doesn't measure me by my following.

God doesn't measure me by my comments.

God doesn't measure me by how often I blog.

God doesn't measure me by the effect I have on others.

God doesn't measure me by what reputation I have.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Carry Me

Author : Unknown **
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, "I've got something to tell you."  She sat down and ate quietly.  Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth but I had to let her know what I was thinking.  "I want a divorce."  I raised the topic calmly.

She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "Why?"

I avoided her question.  This made her angry.   She threw the chopsticks and shouted at me, "You are not a man!"  That night, we didn’t talk to each other.  She was weeping.  I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage but I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane.  I didn't love her anymore.  I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my  company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces.  The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger.  I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly.  Finally she cried loudly in front of me which was what I had expected to see.  To me her cry was actually a kind of release.  The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table.  I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful  day with Jane.

When I woke up she was still there at the table writing.  I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce.  She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible.  Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me but she had something more.  She ask me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day.  Then she requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

The Power of My Praise

     I recently read a post on another blog that just really ministered to me.  It encouraged me to think outside myself when it came to my praise.  It's not just for myself.  My praise or lack of it will affect those around me in ways I may never understand.  I know what it's like to feel like the world around me hates me and is only daily considering my destruction.  I know what it's like to feel like there is no where to look but up only to have the bottom fall out and find I have so much more to go through to breathe free again.  But I must understand in the midst of what I'm going through there are so many others there with me.  When I take the time to look around I find I'm not alone in my prison.  I'm not alone in my bondage.  I'm not alone in my chains.  There are so many others there too and many of them have given up ever being free..... and that's where OUR praise comes in.  Please take the time to read Powerful Praise and consider the effect YOUR praise will have on those around you.... if you will release it right where your at..... right in the midst of everything you're going through.

My Fathers Daughter : Powerful Praise

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Into The Silence

     Being raised in the church, being taught God's word from the time I could babble and growing up with a relationship with God from a very young age... I've had the opportunity and privilege many times to hear the voice of God.  I've known his presence, I've heard his voice and I've felt his leading.  He's taught me His ways, he's proven his love for me... but there comes a time of silence in every relationship.  

     This silence is hardest on the one whose confidence in the relationship is least. This silence makes many doubt the strength of their relationship.  Silence makes people uncomfortable and self-conscious.  It brings out the hidden fears.  Why are they silent? Why won't they talk to me?  Do they still love me?  Are they going to leave me?  Have I done something wrong?  Have they found someone else?  Where are you at right now?  Are you in a season of silence?  Have you walked with God for years and yet feel that God is not talking to you right now?  Do you find yourself wondering why He is no longer speaking to you?  Wondering, Lord, have I done something wrong?  Have you left me?  Lord, do you still love me?

It's ok, you can walk into the silence without fear.
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