Not By My Faith ...But Yours

Thursday, March 7, 2013

" Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassion's fail not.  They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22, 23

"The Lord is my "portion," says my soul, "Therefore I hope in Him!"  The Lord is good to those who wait for Him, To the soul who seeks Him.  It is good that one should hope and wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord."  Lamentations 3:24-26

When I woke up this morning, just laying there in the dark, adjusting to the slow approaching consciousness that was inevitable I felt rested. The peace of the Holy Spirit was residing in my room, the phone had already beeped with a prayer of hope and blessing from a priceless Godly friend...I love being in His presence. 

Healing is mine, living a whole healthy, pain free, strong life belongs to me.  I claim it, I step into it, I call it forth, eventhough I might not see it now with my physical eyes or feel it with my physical body, I accept it and know it's already mine.

The meds seem to be settling down a bit, my body seems to be processing the side effects a little better each day.  Lessening in frequency and intensity, Thank You Father!  Although the outward physical manifestations are quite apparent, I know that this too shall pass.  It's been along time since I could look down and SEE my cheeks!  Funny how chubby cheeks on a pudgy little baby are so adorable and cute, you just want to pinch them! But on a...uh hm...year old woman...they're just not cute...kinda creepy...LOL  Oh well, they're "The Lord's Cheeks! "There's a "dynamite" funny in there, some of you will grab it..others...oh well, we'll just leave it there.

As I'm sitting here in my beautiful living room, in my beautiful home that the Lord has blessed Kirk and I with, I'm looking into my sweet little back yard watching the Cardinals dance and bounce around...Male and female, sure signs Spring is on its way.  My grandmother, Nana, she was probably the most powerful woman of God her generation had, she was so in love with the Red Bird.  I can remember spending many summers with her and she'd walk around outside and whistle and talk to them and it was if they understood her, she was speaking their language.  Maybe she was..sorry squirrel...I see the re birthing outside now of the new life that is coming with the new season that's upon us.  This weekend we'll "Spring" forward, loosing that ever coveted extra hour of sleep and the next season will be officially upon us. 

The next season of my life is upon me...The Lord is doing a new thing in my life through this "season" of healing.  He is implanting His Word in my heart, giving me new inspiration, ministry, callings, desires, life.  I have miles and miles to go, but the journey is going to be so sweet and the outcome is going to be powerful.  Take control of your outcome in whatever situation you're in and allow yourself to lay it before the Father, at His feetl, at the foot of His throne and say, Father here I am, here is my life, I give it to you to mold and make into what You will have it to be.  I won't question the process or the path, I will be obedient and walk into it with courage and in "Your" faith knowing that all Your ways are good and true

Today, speak this over your own life....  "Father, Your goal for my life is powerful.            
I Relinquish all expectations and  allow myself to be free, released into Your mighty, yet gentle hands to be Recreated for Your glory!"

Set Your Sails and let the wind if His Holy Spirit guide you into the future that He has prepared for YOU today.  Don't worry about the route, just lend yourself to the trip and He'll provide all you need, when you need it.