My New Journal With You, Note 10

**Verses are inserted exactly where God had them placed in my new journal at the bottom of each page. I love how personal He is! **

Good morning, Lord. How are You? I pray You are smiling and happy. I know we give You plenty of reason not to, but my hope takes shelter in knowing You are the God of peace, the God of joy, and that You are able to rejoice, even when we are not. You are where we find our strength to experience joy so that we can rejoice in You! Praise Holy and Jubilant name. The God who loves His children, and loves to see them smile. You are the reason for joy. Therefore my mind recalls and states itself while proclaiming aloud to You… “This is the day the Lord hath made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.” 🙂 ❤

You are my smile, Father! ❤ You are my joy. Therefore I know You are there, even when my mind betrays me. You know what it’s like to be betrayed, even by Your mind. Your suffering in the garden was that human flesh torturing You long before the cross itself did so cruelly. Your flesh tortured Your mind, just like our flesh tortures our mind. We too hit our knees

“Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. “
– Hebrews 12:1-2 KJV

and cry out to our God… our Father who lovingly and patiently waits with compassion, mercy, and grace as He sends His angels to minister. He is our Great Counsel, our Great Physician, our Father God who cares for us. He is grieved with all that we are grieved with because He cares that we grieve.

Just as He was with You, Jesus, and quickened Your Spirit, He will quicken our spirit with His presence. The healing power of the presence of God. His name alone can heal all things. I love You, Father God! I love You my sweet and precious Jesus! My Savior and Friend! ❤ I love You, Holy Spirit! Thank You for any insight to my Lord and Savior, and our Heavenly Father.

Blessed Be the Name of the LORD! ❤

“Delight thyself also in the Lord;
and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.”
– Psalm 37:4 KJV

PS… Lord, I LOVE how Your verses always address exactly what I am talking to You about, but from Your wisdom of what I need. You are so personal! ❤

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

Glory In The Minefield

Lord, It’s so strange… walking around in this minefield… exploring so many old tripwires. These places have long been deserted. Intentionally so. I have never been more grateful to be away from them. I use to be so afraid of looking back. Of even thinking about them. I was so afraid it would take me back and re-imprison me. I can remember thinking it was never going to stop. That things were never going to change.

These poems are reminders of times, people, places, events that were so evil. I have long been horrified to reread them. Even though I wrote them… lived them… witnessed them. The only reason I even dare to go near them is to follow You in putting them into digital storage and on the poetry blog (gaillovegodspoetry). So many times I wanted to tear many of them up.

Even now they can be hard to type and click that publish button.

They’re so personal. So evil. So dark.

They scare me even now.

Yet as I have been following You, I am completely taken by the responses. Especially from those who say they are either going through those things now, or are trying to deal with the fact of their own similar events, but to see things from a lens of bringing them to You, talking them out with You, and allowing Your Spirit to lead me in writing anything new with them, is moving them… touching them…. helping them.

They are seeing YOU instead of the evil.
How You amaze me! ❤

We have only begun to approach this dark and evil time. We are literally on the outskirts of what seems like land mines, grenades, tripwires, explosives, and so many unpredictable triggers. As we walk through 1989 alone, I have seen so many that make me cringe just to see their titles.

But this is…. a journey… a life… a testimony… that You allowed…

and continue to magnify Your Holy name through what You have done in my heart alone. And when You allow ME to see the changes, and allow the poems to help me see the freedom from them, instead of the fear and shame that the enemy wants me to live with, You allow the love that You are in my life to be a love that I never want to let go of. I am so grateful that You are a love that never wants to let go of me! If any of the words You have given me, even through such an evil adventure, can bring one other soul out of their darkness, or shine Your light of love where the enemy chains their soul… it is very worth it all.

Freedom from a mental torture takes every bit of strength that we just don’t have alone.

That is why I am so in love with YOUR Word! ❤

“My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” – 2 Corinthians 12:9 AKJV

May You receive all of the glory that YOU planned before I was even born!

“Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee…” – Jeremiah 1:3 AKJV