Trusting the Authority You Obey

Rereading thru David’s bloody times… I feel for those ordered to kill or those honestly believed to be honorable by obeying. Sometimes they were right and rewarded for it… sometimes NOT and ‘rewarded’ for it as well. Makes me think of our soldiers, policemen, and people trying to obey authority, as is biblical to do.

Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers.
For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God.
Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God:
and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation.
For rulers are not a terror to good works, but to the evil.
Wilt thou then not be afraid of the power?
do that which is good, and thou shalt have praise of the same:
for he is the minister of God to thee for good.
But if thou do that which is evil, be afraid; for he beareth not the sword in vain:
for he is the minister of God, a revenger to execute wrath upon him that doeth evil.
Wherefore ye must needs be subject, not only for wrath, but also for conscience sake.
For for this cause pay ye tribute also:
for they are God’s ministers, attending continually upon this very thing.
Render therefore to all their dues: tribute to whom tribute is due;
custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honour to whom honour.”

– Romans 13:1-7 AKJV

“When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice:
but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn.”

– Proverbs 29:2 AKJV

Even Jesus submitted to authority, whether it was as a child submitting to the authority of his parents, or as an innocent man wrongly convicted, sentenced, and executed by the hands given the authority to carry out the unjustified punishment. We must be careful to obey God’s voice so that whether we are blessed to raise our swords in victory, or our lives are placed into the hands of men with authority, we will have the peace of mind to know it is God’s authority in which we have trusted, and will be justly rewarded.

“And he went down with them, and came to Nazareth, and was subject unto them:
but his mother kept all these sayings in her heart.
And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man.”

– Luke 2:51-52 AKJV

“Then saith Pilate unto him, Speakest thou not unto me?
knowest thou not that I have power to crucify thee, and have power to release thee?
Jesus answered, Thou couldest have no power at all against me,
except it were given thee from above:
therefore he that delivered me unto thee hath the greater sin.”

– John 19:10-11 AKJV

“But without faith it is impossible to please him:
for he that cometh to God must believe that he is,
and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.”

– Hebrews 1:6 AKJV

 

Look Up

Lord, Facebook reminded me of this memory from 2 years ago when you gave me a theme for 2016 when the New Year rolled around. You told me to make no resolutions. Just to Look Up… every day… whatever may come my way… Look Up. And see you coming for me… maybe today… eventually! You have not forgotten me. You ARE coming for me… some day. ❤ You gave me a verse.

“And when these things begin to come to pass,
then look up,

and lift up your heads;
for your redemption draweth nigh.”

– Luke 21:28 KJV 

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So I made this for my Facebook Cover Photo to remind me, and to motivate me. I am so glad that I listened to you! I fell in love with your sky… the firmament where you watch me from on high. I began to see you so much more. Our conversations became so much sweeter, more personal than ever, and added such depth to our relationship while I developed a desire to fly!

“And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove!
for then would I fly away, and be at rest.”
– Psalm 55:6 KJV 

8.15.17.2 Self Care Challenge, Day 14 Treat Day

When I see your clouds so high in the sky, I am envious that they could linger around in the sky, so close to you, and floating in the midst of your beautiful creation.  I wish I could just spread my wings and soar. But you remind one day I will.

“then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.”
– 1 Thessalonians 4:17 KJV

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Sometimes you delighted me with nice surprises like this double rainbow. Ever so faint, but I could see it as you brought to mind 2 Kings 2:9.

“And it came to pass, when they were gone over, that Elijah said unto Elisha, Ask what I shall do for thee, before I be taken away from thee. And Elisha said, I pray thee, let a double portion of thy spirit be upon me.”
– 2 Kings 2:9 KJV

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One of my favorite nights was on our best date night we had this last year of 2017. For while the theme was given for 2016, I fell in love with looking up into your firmament and seeing you every moment of the day. All of these pictures in this post were 2017.

Delight thyself also in the Lord;
and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.” 
– Psalm 37:4 KJV
“For then shalt thou have thy delight in the Almighty,
and shalt lift up thy face unto God.”
– Job 22:26 KJV

And you are a God who delights in giving us the desires of our heart… when they are desires that you have put there. By following you in Looking Up, I gained a desire to want to see more of you. You took a lot of fears and anxieties, and turned them into joys and delights. And by continuing to follow you in faith, I heard your whisper drawing me to my front row seat of My Fireworks in July. Again, your word was my guide. You wanted me to believe you are a rewarder… and you are! ❤

“But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.”
– Hebrews 11:6 KJV

 

It’s Snowy Around Here

Lord, I was going to call this 1st Snow 2017, but many could debate that as there has been “some” snow here and there. It is the 1st “big” snow. Everyone has been posting their pics. I am 3 days late, but it was a big enough snow to leave plenty laying around, as you can see from the neighbor’s snow man. Anthoni and Sandra (son and sister) were so excited about that snowman.

There was snow out back everywhere too. 😉

I then ventured out front… well to the porch anyway.
As you can see the steps were a bit snowy too. 🙂

I took a picture of the car, but the sun made such a glare. At first I was going to delete it, but thought, “That is exactly what it’s like trying to look at everything when not in the shade. Let them see just how blinding it is.

The same thing happened with the wishing well.
(which is leaning now) 😦

Even the bushes were still holding snow pretty good. And considering where they were near the house, that would explain why we lost satellite service. We were very blessed, Lord, to have only been without Satellite. I pray for our family and friends who were (and some still are) without power, water, or heat.

But from the looks of the tree closest to the house not having as much now, that would explain why the satellite came back on yesterday afternoon. 🙂1stsnow.10

Yep, it was pretty snowy around here, and still is. But with Your help, I will get that snow off the car, and get to my therapy tomorrow. For while I am praying to You for my therapists to get their cars, driveways, and steps cleared safely as well, I am also reminded of the stanza from Amazing Grace that sings,

“The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.”

May we be ready for that day, Lord.

 

Losing… It!

I’m losing… it. The storehouse of faces I’ve loved. Those voices I once heard whispered in my ear. Those unmistakable laughs. Those unforgettable moments I was dying to tell. Those corny jokes told again and again, but I loved the one telling them. Those little arms that came along with little smiles and wide eyes. Those exciting and luring moments that seemed too hot to forget. And all of those things that made me who I am… by knowing who I am… and knowing who I am not. Memory. That’s my it. So when I say I am losing… it, I am not joking. I am losing… my memories. I am losing… me.

It sounds so selfish to say it like that. But, Lord, how can it be selfish to be concerned about my heath. It’s not healthy to lose everything you have done in me to make me who I am. I am going to lose all of that as well. I am losing the verses, the hymns, the parables, the commandments, and the beautiful love letter your Son left us in the book of John. Worst of all, I am losing everything I know about you, your Son, and your Holy Spirit. My reason for living.

My friends used to call me “human rewind”. I was the one who remembered birthdays, anniversaries, and even phone numbers and addresses long before cellphones. I could verbally playback songs, note for note, ooh ah for ooh ah. I made extra money on jobs because of articulation, pronunciation, accentuation, and remembering the details of products, customers, and all sorts of info. I was given leadership roles in work and college organizing resources of information because I had pleasure (really a need) to keep things in some form of order for immediate access.

By your grace, I memorized countless bible verses, even chapters. You allowed me to memorize the whole book of James. I knew the ten commandments fully. I knew the books of the bible, new and old, in chronological order. I learned so many hymns, in their entirety, not just their popularity. I was asked by church to do a writing ministry because I was already sending cards for birthdays, anniversaries, new babies, weddings, graduations, get wells, and just because. They offered to keep me in supply of stamps, cards, and whatever I needed as they handed me a directory and told me to let them know whenever I found mistakes.

Now… now I’m lucky if I can finish a conversation without fumbling, or rambling, forgetting, or sounding like the high school drop out I was (my high school teacher, who was teacher of the year with NCAE and our school several years running, urged me to quit school to get my G.E.D. and go on into college in fear I was getting bored with school), or a nervous rambling wreck unable to at least keep my focus on topic. I find it extremely hard to remember the simplest of things if they’re not written down. Even then, I have to remember they’re written down already, or at least put a note where I hope I will see it. And my editorial skills, well they speak for themselves.

Friends and family are hurt that I cannot remember their special days, even more by my asking them to write it down… again… and again. They are offended by my writing the same notes I have written again and again over very personal matters, some that they only entrusted to me. They ask me not to write any more. I have not been the one who everyone comes to for everything for quite some time. They no longer trust my wisdom, my confidentiality, or my ability to be genuine.

Most days, I am struggling with medications… having to take them, having to trust them, and having to be careful of them. A couple of years ago I only had a couple of prescriptions to take as needed, which wasn’t often. Now I take 9 to 11 on a daily basis. Some I take more than once a day. I have to be careful discussing this because we have family/friends we have to hide meds from. So I have to hide them and remember. I have to write down what I take so I can remember when they’re due, and catch myself before I accidentally take meds on top of each other, and sometimes when I have already taken them again it gives me a window of time… to know when I’ll be ok. As long as I get to write these things down, it helps.

Lord, it’s hard. It’s scary. It’s depressing. It makes it easy to give up, especially when I see the hurt I put on a face, or when I disappoint those I love, and I mean disappointment that sticks for life, the kind I know from my own personal experience, and to know there’s nothing I can do about it. On top of this, losses in my life and my family have been many and continue. The people who once asked me to let them help, or asked me to be their help are not here to vouch for what I’m like, what I eat, what I’m allergic to, what health issues I have, or anything else that I will eventually have no control over. My life will be at the mercy of strangers. All I can do is pray they are your strangers, with your wisdom, your compassion, and your favor.

How does all of this feel? That’s all anyone ever wants to know. Didn’t I just say that… hard, scary, depressing, easy to give up, helpless, hopeless, disappointing, lonely, frustrated, and there’s nothing I can do… but pray. And I do.

 

All About You

Lord, tonight as I was talking with a friend about my post Finding Myself in Lovely A’s 56 Questions, she was responding to my disclaimer. I had answered the questionnaire as coming to you because I genuinely needed you to clarify some things for myself, and Lovely A titled it Find Out Who You Are (56 Questions). I wanted to know who I am… in you. By your grace, you loving assured me I am who I am in you because of who you are in me. My heart was comforted. Margaret of The Word was so loving and supportive. I was glad to have someone genuinely understand that to not include you in everything feels like I am ignoring you. And then you reminded me!

Years ago I saw a skit. It started with someone who had a life without you that seemed like one big party for Mr. Popular, who realized he was wasting his life, and that none of his friends were genuine. They weren’t even really friends. Being brought to the foot of the cross, he gave his life to you and asked you to be his God… to save him from himself… and professed a genuine love for you. When he started walking in his new life, he also realized the neighbors who were always talking about you before his conversion were not as annoying as he thought. They were true friends in Christ.

He attended church, started to serve, and fellowshipped, and became pretty busy. The skit showed you going EVERY WHERE with him from the moment he gave his life to you. But then some old friends from his old life came to visit. As he saw who was at the door through the peep hole, he frantically tidied up and put you in the closet. You asked to meet his friends, but he said maybe next time. I’m new to living with you. I don’t know what they’ll say. You assured that his friends would love you. But he was afraid of offending his friends. The heart break expressed by the person playing your role definitely had you touching that moment. It broke my heart. I could hear moanings and groaning of those watching with me.

Soon this main character was leaving you at home because they were going somewhere they knew you wouldn’t want to be. They were going to the parties, and hanging out where horrible communication was being spoken. They were even misusing your name. It wasn’t good. You were so broken and spent every moment praying for him, and speaking love for him. Then it got worse. He began to miss church and lost the godly influence. And why was that possible when the church friends should have been visiting? Because they were having you sit in the closet or stay at home because they had so many responsibilities that they forgot to come to you to say hey, or even wait long enough for you to make out the door with them. The door was slammed in your face. Again me and the crowd were heart broken to see the face of the one playing you as that door shut in your face. And yet again… you were lovingly praying for them.

I’ve always remembered that skit, and have tried my best to make sure you were welcome wherever I went, in front of whoever I met, and that anyone who knew me were given an introduction and knew how important you are to me! I know I have not been perfect, and I have had my fair share of putting you in the closet, or leaving you at home (as if you are not with me always). I am so sorry for every moment I left you out. I do not look forward to offending my friends or defying strangers when we meet, but it’s vital to me to make sure you know how much I love you, and to make sure you are NEVER ignored, excluded, forgotten, insulted, mocked, or anything that would hurt you as you allowed that actor in the skit to display for you.

That is why I have always tried to make sure you are even a part of my email address, my FaceBook, WordPress Blog, my poetry, or anything as gaillovesgod. And not just try to include you, but to make sure that me and everyone I know understands that IT’S NOT ABOUT ME. IT’S ALL ABOUT MY LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST! Thank you for every prayer you have ever spoken on my behalf. Thank you for always being so thoughtful. Thank you for setting an example of love, forgiveness, and thoughtfulness for me. You are my perfect example! Help me to ALWAYS keep it all about you!

Getting gaillovesgodspoetry Started

Hi, Guys! gaillovesgod here letting you know I’ve been working on getting my poetry on a separate blog  gaillovesgodspoetry, but as much as I have been struggling to have time and energy to learn how to do things… I am still learning.

I had difficulty with export downloading properly to load to gaillovesgodspoetry, so I gave up, choosing to copy and paste each poem. It means losing the loving and supportive comments, and the followers posting them, but I’m not tech savvy enough to figure it out, and it’s time consuming. My health doesn’t allow me that energy any more.

I do care about each of you who have been so supportive, so I’m leaving on gaillovesgod what poetry has been added thus far, but after also adding them on gaillovesgodspoetry I will post all new poetry there so that I can separate by years, then months, as I always have. There are literally thousands. The Lord led me years ago to do this to allow the testimony of what He has done in my life to show that growth in my writing… the spiritual gift He gave me. You are more than welcome to join me there as well.

The gaillovesgod blog will remain for… devotional journaling, challenges, reblogging as a prayer warrior at times, and simply spending time talking with the Lord, as well as sharing responses He gives at times. I ask your patience with me as I post several posts at a time on the poetry page to catch up. I’ve been checking and you shouldn’t get the notifications unless you have already clicked to follow gaillovesgodspoetry, and they will slow down when caught up.

Any feedback is helpful. Oh… and I haven’t decided 100% on a theme. I still have so much to learn, but with so much therapy (and far more to come) and the latest procedure I had this week, I am constantly falling asleep either as soon as I touch the keyboard, or worse… in the middle of talking with someone. So sorry.

I hope to get back to blogging soon. I even have an award to share… thanks to Lovely A!
Remember…. God loves you!!

 

Finally… Coming Home

Finally… the guys are coming home.
We’ve been praying for so long, and God heard us all along.
Yes, we lost a few men, and in my opinion many souls
who gave their all to defend our and their country.
We can’t forget them, and if we were to, it would be such a shame.
For a life lost for fighting for yet another life,
is wonderful compared to a life lost and forgotten.
And let us not forget our allies who were there by our side.
They were just as important, and played a very valuable role.
Without them we would have had a longer war and lost more lives.
Oh, for so long we’ve waited for them to come, but there are some
who will never come home, nor receive a honorable burial either,
due to the tragedy of becoming lost in combat.
No one knows where they are, nor what they go through,
and if they’ll ever return or be found.
We pray for them and their families.
And the prisoners of war are finally walking away from their horrible chains.
But the nightmare will carry on.
Let’s pray for them all – and thank God
that those of whom are coming home are blessed enough to do so.
And as we thank God, let us not forget,
those that are still over there, waiting to come home.
Waiting to see our land again, and hold their families.
May God be with us all.

3-7-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration: Operation Desert Storm