Overcoming Fear and Accepting God’s hand.

Overcoming fear and accepting God’s hand through the trials.

I’m not new to this suffering. Neither is Jesus. Lately so much has been happening … riots, floods, missile launches, dirty politics…. my own weaknesses and imperfection. It’s so easy to give up and question God, like He doesn’t know what He is doing, like He is not the author and vindicator of everything that is good, like he didn’t make me fearfully and wonderfully to fulfill His true divine purposes for my life.

The world might raise me to hate who I am because the canal mind cannot begin to understand or discern who I  was made to be. I am better than what anyone can guess or calculate about me, because the manufacturer of my soul, God, is the only one who can rate my beauty, my worth and my potential. I am made to work for His divine purpose and His heavenly Kingdom. Forget this fallen world. Remembering God in these last days will make a difference.

 

Psalm 11

For the director of music. Of David.

In the Lord I take refuge.
    How then can you say to me:
    “Flee like a bird to your mountain.
For look, the wicked bend their bows;
    they set their arrows against the strings
to shoot from the shadows
    at the upright in heart.
When the foundations are being destroyed,
    what can the righteous do?”

The Lord is in his holy temple;
    the Lord is on his heavenly throne.
He observes everyone on earth;
    his eyes examine them.
The Lord examines the righteous,
    but the wicked, those who love violence,
    he hates with a passion.
On the wicked he will rain
    fiery coals and burning sulfur;
    a scorching wind will be their lot.

For the Lord is righteous,
    he loves justice;
    the upright will see his face.

 

 

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Forgiveness meets Time

 

Grit needs grace.
Offended they are
when they deal with reality
and seasons.

Disgusted it seems
when they try to carve human beings. 
We all deal with daily battles
of poison and temptation.
We are trying to heal ourselves 
from broken love and sensations 
when we are bleeding in the
process.

We need to distance from ourselves.
Sow seeds for God first.
Disappointed they have been
with no doubt,
but we can be different.

We can keep our minds and heads centre north,
then we will reap seas like its our season!

 

Everything makes sense!

The blocks, the breaks, the longer

time it takes
when you are just burning incense . 

When we are already dead
we look for a quicker way 
to die in the flesh.

We are thirsty, we are drinking 
acid like water dispensers.
We are finding practice in the sheets
in just another one of the end days.

Ice is melting in Knetucky
We've known for ages.
Time has woken up 
and the cluck should turn your pages.

It's time to fight in the beginning of 
you prayers.

But it's morning in a new day.

You're breathing, sing!

Dont't forget to say grace.