A Mountain Top Moment With You

The theme continues with You, Father God. I was just posting the Mean As A Snake photo and caption before this one because it reminded me when of when we can be mean as a snake, but it also keeps Your tender mercy flowing with such beautiful and faithful love. When You gave me a new song in Beggar by Benjamin James, You also blessed me with a very moving Christian movie in Mountain Top.  What a delightful surprise to find it was filmed locally, with a few familiar faces.

Beggar is the theme song from that movie. As You are using these words for Gently Mending My Soul,  Your movie touches me with the same message of Your tender love towards us when we are broken… how many times it is not us being broken… it just feels like it, but we have no idea how You are working in our lives. And for the good! We need the mountain top moments to become, achieve, complete what blessings You have planned for us, and for those You have blessings waiting for THROUGH US!

Help me to live by Proverbs 3:5-6 KJV:

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. “

I will share again the video for Beggar because the way I included the lyrics in a conversation with You, I am not sure everyone will understand that, and the message should be heard (or read) at least once.

Oh be kind to the beggar that’s inside of you
And the fiend that you are hiding too
Oh be kind
Feed the poor and lonesome man in your own soul
Love him till he’s been made whole
Feed the poor
Be at peace with the enemy in your own home
Neither you nor he can throw a stone
So be at peace
Be good to the criminal you’ve locked away
That sinful man you learned to hate
Oh be good

When I’m broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
Your mending my soul

Suffer long when you are your own prodigal
For where your home is there your heart is full
So suffer long
And be gentle with the splinters in your mind
In your violence you are blind
So be gentle

Mean As A Snake

Lord, how powerfully You can reach us through things like a snake on social media! I was reminded of the expression “mean as a snake.” Thank You for allowing Anthoni to be touched by it enough to share it. As the caption says below the photo: Sometimes we react in anger, thinking about hurting those who hurt us, but we are hurting ourselves. Help us to trust You with everything, including our hurts.

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Gently Mending My Soul

God, You are so kind… so gentle… to lovingly pursue me the way You do. Your faithful affection comforts my restless soul. The world would tell me You grow weary of my weakness, that to have any at all is sin. But the love of Your only Son assures me with the same love You allowed Your angels to minister to Him within the garden, that just as You loved Him through a great time of agony and desire to avoid His cup if possible, You love me in my time of weakness, within the darkness that suffocates my soul.

No matter how many times I must battle sudden or lingering fear, You will never leave me, nor limit how many times You will tolerate me. Not one of the three times that Your Son prayed to You in anguish did You turn Him away. Not one time did You tell Him to dry it up, or that You were only going to put up with so much. When those great drops of sweat fell as tears or blood, You did not tell Him what a disgrace He was to Your name. Nor did You tell Him that His cries were shame on a faith that He just did not have.

You were there for Your Son every single time He prayed, every time He fell on His face to You, and every time He asked if You would change His circumstances by removing His cup. You instead heard His every word, including…

“And he went a little further, and fell on his face, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.
Matthew 26:39 KJV

And as You remind me of these words and my precious Jesus suffering His agony, You send me a song just as You sent His ministering angels.

Beggar by Benjamin James reminds me to be kind to the beggar that’s inside of me, and the fiend that I am hiding too. You know the part of me that constantly pleas for relief from the agony of my weakness and for forgiveness for that wretched fiend that is very much a part of me. Instead of scolding me, which I am already doing so much myself, You tell me to be kind to myself.

You tell me to feed the poor and lonesome girl in my own soul, to love her till she’s been made whole. There is so much she has been deprived of, robbed of, or simply thrown away in foolishness. I am to feed the poor within myself.

You tell me to be at peace with the enemy within my own home because whether it’s her undeniable guilt or my attempts to blame her, we can neither one throw a stone. We must take care of the mote in our own eyes, and do as You have commanded in loving one another so that the world will know we are of You. We are to be at peace with one another.

I’m to be good to the criminal I’ve locked away. In my repentance and growing in Your word, I learned to hate the sinful side of me enough to avoid it. But in my desperation to be free of the shame and guilt, in my desperation to be cleaner in Your presence, that I might have the hope of Your embrace, I have locked myself up in a self made prison that keeps me from remembering the freedom You have given this sinful girl who has been separated from that which convicted her. She is so weak from the lingering weight of a guilty conscience. I need to be good to her because she needs a friend, she needs to know she is genuinely forgiven. False guilt will imprison her enough. Doubt will try to convince her she’s still shackled. My refusal to show her love can hinder her from feeling Yours.

You remind me that when I’m broken to pieces, You make me whole, and through EVERY season You’re mending my soul. That includes weakness, doubt, darkness, fear, anxiety, depression, anguish, and everything that Satan can throw at me, or that I simply struggle with yet again. You are working to help me love You with my WHOLE heart.

Suffer long when you are your own prodigal. In Your Holy Word, to suffer means to allow. You tell me to allow my fear, my doubt, my darkness, and all that comes with being who I am to be, and take as long as it needs, to be able to feel like I’m finally coming home to You. For where my home is there my heart is full. By allowing You to work with me in whatever way You have prepared for me, and as long as You ask of me, I am allowing You to make my heart Your home.

So be gentle with the splinters in your mind. They haven’t all been put there alone. And no matter how they got there, by being violent to myself, I am merely continuing to blind myself like all those things along the road of life that blindsided me so that I would blindly walk along, unable to see the Light, the Truth, and the Way. Without the gentle love of Christ, I am keeping the blinders of life on, sometimes willingly.

So I am to be gentle as a Lamb… the precious Lamb of God, who has set me free of the prison of self condemnation. I am to love myself as He did… as He does.. the love that let me know I am the child of the One True King. God, my Father, my Creator, knows where I have been, what I have done, and what I’ve come through. But He wants me to remember that while I am still in this flesh, as His Son once was, He knows there will be moments of humanness. He also wants me to remember that He uses these times to draw me near, and remind me of what He has brought me through, so that I will have courage to face the fear, confidence to confront the doubt, and light to walk in the darkness.

“He giveth power to the faint,
and to them that have no might, He increaseth strength.”

– Isaiah 40:29 KJV

Breathers: 7.19.18, Night 2 Extra

How Faithful You are to me, my God! How clearly You speak, whether in a whisper or shouting right in my face! You delight in me! And I delight in You! Just as I was speaking to You the other night when posting Breathers: 7.19.18, Night 2 of 3, You opened my sleepy eyes, and foggy brain, and honored noting whatever verses or notes I could from being present, without my camera as a distraction, and trusting You with everything.
(Anyone who has not read the post listed above, may not understand this one.
For those of you who did, there are new pics of that night at the end of this post! 🙂 )IMG_20180719_204409“And Moses answered and said, But, behold, they will not believe me, nor hearken unto my voice: for they will say, The Lord hath not appeared unto thee.  And the Lord said unto him, What is that in thine hand? And he said, A rod.”  – Exodus 4:1-2 

As I was listening to the speaker the other night when she got to this verse, my half asleep brain thought I was being asked the usual “What are you holding onto that you cannot let go of?” when she was actually asking “What is your hand to use?” As I was typing the post, I was still so foggy that I didn’t even really take in the cracked pots at all. But after the day of rest You gave me on Sunday (ironically a very long and restful sleep, followed by a long and peaceful time awake), You allowed me to reread in a relaxed state. And I finally heard You! Your word! Patricia’s message from You!

And I heard Moses! “A rod.” And I saw MY rod! In the picture! My PEN! ❤IMG_20180719_204726My pen is the rod You have given me to help others believe! The ink that ends up on the paper, or the characters on a computer, are the byproducts of this Cracked Pot (my sleepy and foggy brain)! How You choose to let Your people know that You want to free them of their Pharaohs and their taskmasters is up to You! But as long as I am willing to say, “Yes” to Jesus, that is all You ask of me! You want Your people to know!

“And the Lord said, I have surely seen the affliction of my people which are in Egypt, and have heard their cry by reason of their taskmasters; for I know their sorrows.”
– Exodus 3:7

And in the message You kept me awake for, You have spoken to me!

What’s in your hand? God is a God who sees and hears. Even when you can’t voice your needs/cries to Him because you don’t even know what they are. God hears and is helping against whatever has been your taskmaster.

Fear and doubt have been my taskmasters! Ghosts of the past and physical chains of the present! They convince me I am of no use to You. That I have nothing to offer, and mess up every attempt You give in mercy and grace with my afflicted body. Still!!! You assure me that You saw and heard me even when I was half asleep, helping me to get those words down so that I can hear You nowI have a rod in my hand! It is filled with ink! Or my fingers that are tapping the keys! The words are finding their way through this cracked pot after all! You tell me my earthen vessel is a treasure filled with Your power.

“But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.” – 2 Corinthians 4:7

Who am I to give into doubt and fear so easily when the excellency of Your power will be the glory to shine through? YOU designed this cracked earthen vessel! YOU have given this blog, and the one with all of the poetry that I fear insults You yet the responses from others magnify the testimony You have done throughout my life! It is YOUR testimony! It is YOUR glory! I am merely to say… Yes!

You have a divine strategy to alleviate the suffering of humanity… and if You want to include me for the glory of Your salvation, You know what stick You want to equip me with! What YOU give! THAT is what I am holding onto! THAT is what I have in my hand!

“My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.” – Psalm 45:1

This has been my life verse for as long as I can remember… and yet I too easily forget!

So I am lovingly reminded again of that tender rebuke in the little blue note.IMG_20180719_204453“If you think you’ve blown God’s plan for your life, rest in this: You my beautiful friend, are not that powerful.” – Lisa Bevere

If it’s true You use Broken Things… then Lord, I’m all Yours! ❤

SO thank You, Lord, for giving me the very answer You were actually giving me when You were asking it of me. And thank You for allowing me to include the pictures from that night of the Bible Study. You know I always like to make sure I have permission before I use pictures.

I was so delighted to see that when Keitha gave the OK, she let me know she had just gotten back from a beach vacation with her hubby and son! She took a Breather! 😉 She was being an example for us! And You blessed her for saying Yes in allowing You to pour through her broken vessel!

From one Cracked Pot to another, me and God love you, Keitha! ❤

And Sarah, I trust that wherever God had you at work during this study that He was pouring through you too! I pray God allows me to see you at the next one!

Me and God love you too… my sister Cracked Pot! 😉 ❤

And for you who stayed with me through this post, I know you may doubt your earthen vessel, but your heavenly Father sees treasure to pour His excellent power through! ❤
Say Yes to Jesus, and trust it all to His glory!

He loves you too, my fellow Cracked Pots! ❤

Lightspeed Lab: The Temple

“What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God’s.” – 1 Corinthians 6:19-20 KJVlightspeed-lab-ep-32

Bible Facts from the Lightspeed: The Temple

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