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Psalm 91 **Just Because**


1* He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

2* I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

3* Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

4*He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.

5* Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;

6* Not for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.

7* A thousand shall fall at thy side and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.

8* Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

9* Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;

10* There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

11* For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

12* They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.

13* Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.

14* Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.

15* He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honor him.

16* With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.


I have often heard it said that your spiritual “9-1-1” is Psalms 91:1, and can’t you see why? “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.”

That is so precious and so strong a promise! The rest of this chapter goes on into a little more detail about how our Father loves us and is there to protect us. Still, we have to KNOW who we are. We are joint-heirs with Christ, grafted into the vine, partakers of the same nature of Jesus and alive with the same Spirit that raised Him from the dead!

Oh that we would take the time to “taste and see” that He is good! You know how much you love your children (those of you that have them)? Well, he loves us like that TIMES INFINITY! I honestly can’t say that I would let my son die for anyone, let alone an entire world full of people – past, present and future – most of whom would never accept that gift, or would accept it only to eventually trample Him under foot again.

Father, forgive me for the many times I have let you down and for all the times when I take a step without first consulting You and Your Word. Give me eyes to see, ears to hear, hands that reach, feet that go and mouth to declare Your wonders and endless mercy! Just as you said, if salt loses its savor, it’s good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled under foot… please don’t let me lose my savor! 

I hope this post has blessed you! My prayer is that everyone reading this will get a sense of how much love God has for you. You are treasured and loved and important…never forget. He won’t… you’re carved into the palms of His Hands!

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21 Verses for When You Can’t Sleep: Find Peace for Your Soul


As long as I can remember, I have had trouble sleeping. My Mom even said that as a child, it was the same way. She would sometimes spend a good portion of the night and even some of the morning trying to get me to fall asleep, to no avail.

I’m not sure what causes something like that, even at such a young age, but I’m one of those people who lays down and the thoughts start flying like never before.

BUT…

Once I began to memorize and apply Scripture to my mind, I have seen so much of that change. Where I once used to lay down and remain awake for 3-4 hours, I now try to stay awake long enough to cover everyone in prayer.

The Bible says that out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks, but it goes the same way for the mind. If you work to put His Word in your heart, He is faithful to bring it to remembrance and that “peace that passes all understanding” works more wonders than I could ever describe with words.

Thank you, Father, for blessing me with Your Word and guiding me to use it when necessary!

 

Many of us have been there. Middle of the night. Darkness surrounds. All is quiet. All should be at peace. Except we can’t sleep.

Source: 21 Verses for When You Can’t Sleep: Find Peace for Your Soul -Spiritual Living, Christian Faith

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January 13 – When God Shows Up ~ Reblogged


This is a blog I follow and dearly love to read. This post has really stuck with me this morning and I just wanted to share it, for anyone who isn’t a follower… you might soon be  🙂

I post this with the prayer that God will invade your moments as well. Be blessed today, friends!

 

Have you ever had one of those moments? Have you ever been walking down the street when something… opens up a profound spiritual truth to you? It can happen. Anytime. Anywhere.

Source: January 13 – When God Shows Up

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My #1 Resolution


This year, I have one resolution that I pray permeates every thought, word and deed of my life. It’s more than just a resolution for this year though, as I want it to be my very life, who I am and what people think about when they think about me.

To serve God and let my everything be a witness for His goodness, His mercy, His Truth, His faithfulness and His love for us.

When I think about my witness for God, I often think about a story I heard one time. Or rather, a barrage of questions that seemed like a story. The author prefaced the piece with, “What if you treated your Bible like your cell phone?”

Wow! What a concept, right?

So what if YOU treated your Bible like your cell phone? How would it change your life? Just think about it for a minute…

If you grabbed your Bible as your first act when getting out of bed, would it set your thought pattern for the day? You would spend the first thirty minutes or so, flipping through the pages, waiting to see if anything popped out at you, like it normally does with Facebook, Instagram or Twitter. And, like your email, what if you spent another half hour or so praying, the original form of communication, to our Father?

How would your life change if you got to the car and realized you didn’t have your Bible? If you’re treating it like your cell phone, you’d stop in your tracks and head back inside to retrieve it. What about the various times during the day that you spend flipping through your phone? What if you spent those times in the grocery line, in the waiting room at the doctor or while stopped at a traffic light dedicating the same amount of time to reading the Word that you always give your phone throughout the day?

How about when you get home? Have you ever held up a finger to shush a parent or child, with a “Give me just a minute,” while reading the Word like you have while looking at your phone? Or have you ever thought to yourself, “Just another 5 minutes of this game and I’ll head in the kitchen to make supper,”?

Can you imagine?

It’s almost a crazy thought, isn’t it? That we would feel as attached to our Bibles as we normally are to our phones. But that’s how I want to be. I want to be so crazy about knowing what God wants for my life, that I immerse myself, throughout my whole day, with His Word and Will for my life.

How much more important is our eternal life, than whatever could possibly be in that phone? We WILL spend eternity somehow, somewhere. If I am wrong, and there is no God, no Heaven and no afterlife of which to speak, then I still will not have wasted my life, because the tenets of true Christian faith and good.

But, my God, my God, if I were to be living like there is no God and come to the end of my life to find that there IS, then there will be no end to the regret, no end to the sorrow and no end to the eternity I would spend without Him.

I’m just not willing to chance it! And I pray you don’t spend another minute taking that chance, either. Give Him your life today! Because you aren’t promised another tomorrow!

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Are You Fearful, Or Just Scared?


When I was a child, my mother firmly believed in spanking and never had any problems in bringing about a swift judgment. It was never unfounded though, because I deserved every spanking I ever got. I could be a very stubborn, hard-headed and just plain, downright mean child.

knew what would bring about her wrath though. It was never a mystery, and she didn’t just wake up in the morning and decide that she was going to change the script and decide that she was going to be more lenient or less lenient. Her rules never changed, and that was something I could count on.

It didn’t matter if I had lied to her, got into something I wasn’t suppose to or set my little sister up to be the fall-girl in some master plan of mine, I knew it was going to be the switch or her very own hand that would, “get me in the end” so to speak.

If she found out!

That was my weakest mental facility as a youngster, say, still in elementary school. I somehow believed that I could do these things I knew that I wasn’t suppose to do and get away with them, if I did them away from the watchful eye of my mother. As a grown woman with my own children, I now know why she seemed to be everywhere and could come out of nowhere at – for me – the absolute worst possible time.

Like the time when I was about 8 or 9 years old and I thought I’d give cussing a try. I was in the living room one Saturday morning and Mom and Dad were still sleeping soundly, or so I thought. My little sister and I always got up early to watch cartoons, with a bowl of cereal, and they would sleep in late because they could and deserved to do so. Thinking I was fairly safe, being a good way from their bedroom door, I gave some of those grownup words a spin and, BAM!, there she was! It was, effectually, the last time I used those words for quite some time.

Over the years, I learned that she only said what she meant, and meant what she said. Strangely enough, I have never to this day needed any kind of therapy, I’ve never been impaired in my mental facilities because of it and I do not hate her for giving me a good whipping when I needed it. 

I love my Mother, and I love the fact that she wasn’t afraid to lay that chalk line out for me, because I needed it. She always likened raising a child to planting a sapling tree. She said that if you plant that sapling and leave it to its own devices, it will bend and sway with every wind and weather situation and would grow gnarled and bent. She went on to say that once that tree was grown, there would be no straightening it, because that “growing up crooked” has scarred it for life.

But, she said, if you take that same tree and plant it, putting braces around it and tying it up, forcing it to grow straight and tall, that it would. And again, once it became a mature tree, it would still be straight, tall, strong and able to withstand the harshest weather. And she would liken that to the verse in the Bible that says, Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6. 

She said that to NOT train a child in what is right and wrong is a horrible injustice on the child who will grow up without respect, self-control and an idea of what to do verses what not to do. The Bible clearly tells us that, as parents, we have a job to do with the children we are given. And it is certainly not to let them do as they wish all the time.

Having grown up that way myself, I can say that I feared my Mother’s righteous judgment. It scared me to think of what she would do if I disobeyed her. It wasn’t the kind of fear that you have for a stranger or someone who hurts you without reason. I think you, even those of you who weren’t strictly disciplined as children, can agree, there are varying degrees of fear and there are different ways in which fear can be represented in your mind by certain people.

The fear I had of my Mother was the fear that if I did something wrong, I would get a spanking. I knew that I would, and I knew what she considered wrong. And, as I said, I’m thankful that she raised me in such a way because I feel like it shaped me as a human being. That’s not to say that I didn’t get into other troubles. I did. All the while knowing what my Mother would think of it, what she did think of it, and I still attempted to do things without her knowledge.

But that fear was always there!

I have said all that to preface what I’m about to say about the many times the Bible tells us to “fear the Lord”. I have heard people say things like, why would we want to serve a God that we are scared of? What kind of God must He be to want us to live in fear all the time? How can He talk about loving us and turn right around and say that we should fear Him?

Well, think about what I’ve just said about my fearing my Mother. She didn’t instill that fear in me in order to make me succumb to her every whim because it made her feel more powerful. She didn’t let me know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she would tear my rear end up if I did the things I knew I shouldn’t do just to be mean, hateful or harsh.

She did it because she loved me. She did it because she knew that, if she let me do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, that I would grow up disrespectful and rude, with a feeling of entitlement that I had no right to. She did it because she wanted me to become more than that, and everything that I could be. She had high hopes for the little one that was trying to raise right.

And so it is with God, our Heavenly Father, Who loved us enough that Jesus came to walk in flesh, among His very creation, and died a sinless death on a cross for the sins of all of us! He knew that His own Law dictated that sin has a price that must be paid. It is a righteous and real price, and we have been warned of the consequences. That same fear that kept us from doing what we knew we shouldn’t as children, knowing the righteous judgment of a parent, is the same kind of fear that is spoke of, time and again in Scripture….

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction.
For that they hated knowledge, and did not choose the fear of the Lord:
Then shalt thou understand the fear of the Lord, and find the knowledge of God.
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.
And wisdom and knowledge shall be the stability of thy times, and strength of salvation: the fear of the Lord is his treasure.
Having therefore these promises, dearly beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God.
It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.
The Bible is full of MANY more examples and explanations to this very thing that I am talking about. The fear of the Lord. He made His Law and, in the Old Testament, we saw that we as humans would never be able to stand up to it on our own. God saw the same thing and sent Jesus as our “once and for all” sacrifice, that meant we wouldn’t have to live perfect, because we are incapable of it. We will fail, fall and ultimately allow our flesh to destroy us from the inside out. 
BUT GOD!
I’m thankful to have that fear, of knowing wrong from right, at least as much as He has revealed to me thus far in my life. It is my constant prayer, day and night, that if there is anything I am not in His line of thinking with, that He would reveal it to me clearly so that I can see the error, fix it, and continue on in HIS way and HIS will for my life.
I don’t want to be on the wrong side of His wrath because I know what it can do, and I know what the end result is. He has already told us in His Word, and we MUST fear Him in such a way that we turn from our sinfulness and accept the gift of Jesus’ death on the cross, and what it meant for us.
Jesus even told us plainly, Himself:
And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.
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Political Correctness and Holidays


I’ve seen a lot of it lately. You probably have too, if you subscribe to certain social media platforms. People from all around the globe proclaiming, “This person gladly says Merry Christmas!” or “Christians don’t say Happy Holidays, they say Merry Christmas!”

Our new President Elect has even promised to put “Merry Christmas” back into places from which it has previously been removed and many people are simply ecstatic about that.

I’m a Christian and, I don’t know about you, but I have always said Merry Christmas. There has never been a law regarding our freedom to say it, at least that I know of, even though there have been a huge number of people, from atheists to Muslims, who have been offended by our saying it.

And that is where the rubber meets the road when it comes to being a Christian. At least in my eyes.

What do we do? Do we stoop to the same level by arguing that we are offended by their lack of saying what WE deem to be appropriate as Christians? Can we expect non-Christians or those from another faith to embrace our own personal beliefs?

Let me stop right there and say that I do not believe that anyone should have the right to take away our rights based on whether or not they are offended, but are we saying that we also mean that they should do as we do?

They say that the biggest cause of atheism in America is Christianity. I don’t know, maybe somebody made that up or maybe it was supposed to be funny, but whatever the reasoning, I can certainly see where it comes from. I know that before I gave my life to God, I was EXTREMELY put off by self-righteous Christians who had no problem in telling me just how quickly my actions would send me to hell. I’ve even had some “Christians” tell me that I’m going to hell even since I’ve had a relationship with God. But I digress…

I know you’re probably quoting that quote I’ve used a million times myself that says, in essence, all it takes for evil to flourish is for good men to do nothing, and that’s true in certain situations. The Bible says that there are different ways to approach people, and we should be discerning enough in our spirits to know that. If we are truly witnessing instead of just going along on our way, then we DO have a stand to take and points to make, but attacking people where they are is not the way to do it.

I don’t care if someone chooses to say Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas. If nothing else, it alerts me to the fact that they are either unbelievers or liberals and in either case, it isn’t the prime time to start a theological debate about the political correctness of holiday greetings.

I’m reminded of an old song we use to sing in youth services at church and at the Christian Camp where I worked. It says, “And they’ll know we are Christians by our love, by our love, and they’ll know we are Christians by our love.”

Will they know I’m a Christian? I don’t know. God doesn’t grant the gift of discernment to just everyone, but I know that I want to be known as a Proverbs 31 woman, having the “law of kindness” on my tongue. There are certain battles that, as Christians, we have a right to fight. The Bible also says that knowing what is right and not doing it is a sin, but I’m just not sure it pertains to picking a fight in this situation.

Either way, I intend to have just as much a Merry Christmas as everyone else  🙂  And I will certainly be saying so, with absolutely no malice in my heart against those that choose not to say it to me.

Just like always  🙂

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How to Be Worry-Free in Times Like These – (in)courage


I wanted to post this today as it has been exactly what’s been on my mind lately. As I read this myself, I began to think back and, as it should so happen, I’ve never changed a single solitary thing with worry. Oh, I’ve probably gained a gray hair or two and surely it is the basis of some of the stomach problems I had in the past, but never has anything been accomplished because I lay awake all night, night after night, for nights on end, worrying about something.

Jesus knew it too. He said you couldn’t add a day to your life or an inch to your stature by worrying and he said that every day has enough worries of its own (Matthew 6). The better thing to do, no, the BEST thing to do is simply to pray. Why should we think that we could do anything with our own problems when we can lay all our worries at the feet of the one who created the very universe?

So definitely pop over and give this a read. Believe me, it’s worth it  🙂

It was 11:58 p.m. on December 31, 1999. Most people I knew were just minutes away from “partying like it was 1999.” It was New Year’s Eve, baby. And it was a big one. Meanwhile, I sat at my work desk on full alert, eyes glued to my computer screen. I sat in a newsroom full of other reporters, waiting to see whether our world would collapse under a predicted technological catastrophe. Do you remember that year? It was the year of the “Y2K bug.” Many people believed that when the calendar switched from 1999 to 2000, computers all over […]

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