Todays blog will be a bit different. Have ya ever just had a day? You know what I mean? A day where ya just want to go back home, crawl under a blanket and shut off your mind for the rest of the day.?
I think we all have haven't we?
I wanted to take a break from my usually highly spiritual blogging(sarcasm intended) and just let you know that no matter how spiritual, stable, successful or in control a person may seem, we all have a day now and then. Sometimes those days can string together cant they?
I have had times in my life where those days, became weeks, and those weeks became months, and for a particular difficult time in my life, those months became years.
Years of struggle that no one knew about. Months of extreme physically painful stress that weighed on me like I was carrying 1000 pounds on my shoulders. It is almost painful to even remember those years. No matter how hard I try I can not make sense of them or bring closure to them. I can only look back , cringe a little and thank God for His Grace, and trust Him that there is a reason He didn't reveal His Delivering Arm to me.
I am sharing this today, because, well today has been a day. My vision is clouded and it is hard to look forward to even good things without a sense of anxiety and fret. I have educated myself on what is going on inside my brain when I feel this way. I know what is coming from certain chemicals in my brain and what is coming from the enemy of my soul taking advantage of it.
But , ya know, having knowledge of what is going on helps, but it doesn't make the feelings, the struggle, the fight of faith any less of a fight. I know that something like visiting my loved ones is going to be so much fun and bring joy to my heart. But, it gets annoying on days like today when looking forward to even good things brings a shot of negative energy from from brain to my gut, like I am fretting over a major operation. That is what an anxiety disorder does, it robs the joyful moments of life of thier joy, by covering our eyes with a filter of fret and worry.
Then add work issues, the daily grind and the everyday annoyances of doing life, it can make for a day you just want to end. Punch out, go home, go to bed, binge watch TV, eat cake, anything to just unhook.
Lets stop these nasty little days from growing into weeks, months and years. Reach out to somebody who encourages you when you talk to them. And for those who are the open ear and the comforting voice, be there for them. Pray and believe The Lord will tell you when somebody is trapped in depression and anxiety and needs you to call. Believe for a word from God , so that the trapped one can be reached no matter how trapped they are. It is funny, sometimes you will be the one who needs a hand out of the murky water, just to have God tell you to help somebody else out of the murky water the next day. We need each other to help minimize and even turn around bad days.
I do, you do , we all do. With love
Here are some poems that I have posted many times over the years. Some came out of The Days I mentioned above, some came out of The Weeks and a couple came out of The Years of , "just one of those days" strung together.
Nothing Can Take Our Victory. When We Abide In Christ!
Nothing can take our victory in Christ when we abide in His presence
Problems are not burdensome
They are only challenges
Resistances that will help you build strong faith.
Weaknesses are not defeats
They are just battlegrounds
That will build character
And trust in the grace of God.
Setbacks, temptations and attacks
Can’t steal your joy
They are just opportunities for testimonies.
Who is the deliverer of your soul?
Who has given you the victory?
Who has brought you this far?
Will he leave you behind?
Will He leave you without victory?
Will He abandon His word?
Will He leave His children unprotected?
Will He not keep His promises?
He is worthy of all trust, worship and honor.
He can be relied upon to do all He has said in His Word.
He is always willing to meet the expectation of Faith in His promises
Problems are not burdensome
They are only challenges
Resistances that will help you build strong faith.
Weaknesses are not defeats
They are just battlegrounds
That will build character
And trust in the grace of God.
Setbacks, temptations and attacks
Can’t steal your joy
They are just opportunities for testimonies
Declare!
When you feel like the children of Israel
Pressed against The Red Sea!
This is what the declaration
Of your mouth needs to be!
That Jesus Christ Is Lord, over all The Earth
And by His mighty hand, your deliverance will be birthed
He is your savior, your God, your Lord
He is your Father, who is watching diligently over His WORD!
He loves you more, than your human heart can understand
He has paid the price, with His Blood, so you could inherit HIS Land!
He has given you all things freely
That pertain to this life
He has given you Faith and Joy
To replace Fear and Strife
There is only one thing that
You must be diligent to do
That is to open your mouth BOLDLY
And DECLARE HIS WORD TO BE TRUE!
Look at bondage
And declare I am free
Look at blindness
And declare I can see!
Look at fear
And declare I am full of Faith!
Look at depression
And declare strength for the race
Then look away from the problem
And to His Glorious Throne
For in Truth and in Spirit
That is your true Home
And say
I am not weak
But strengthened with ALL MIGHT
According To His POWER
I AM WAGING AND WINNING THE GOOD FIGHT!
I AM NOT SICK
BUT THE HEALED OF THE LORD
THE HEAD AND NOT THE TAIL
I HAVE FULL FAITH IN HIS WORD!
I AM NOT FULL OF SIN
BUT WASHED CLEAN BY THE BLOOD
THE HOLY SPIRIT IS MY HELPER
EVEN AS THE ENEMY IS COMING LIKE A FLOOD
So say with me, with a shout from your heart
Say it boldly, say it loud, tear the enemy's lies apart!
I am a child of Light
A new creature in Christ!
I am Born Again, Blood Bought
And full of Power and Might!
I am the head and not the tail
Above only and not beneath
I have on His Mighty Armour
His all powerful SWORD in my sheath
In Him, I stand strong
In Him, I stand Tall
For He who keeps me
IS LORD OF ALL
I AM FREE
I AM FREE
I AM FREE
AND IN HIM WILL FOREVER BE!
March On!!
March On, Faithful Soldier
March On, Mighty Ones
March through, this Muddy Valley
For The Kingdom, Of Gods Son!
When your legs, begin to falter
And your soul, grows tired and weary
Stand Up, In The Spirit!
And declare, The VICTORY!!
AND THEN
March On, Faithful Soldier
March On, Mighty Ones
March through, this Muddy Valley
For The Kingdom, Of Gods Son!
When your head, begins to drop down
And you lose sight, of Your Kings Face
Lift up, your eyes, and FOCUS!
For The LORDS help, will soon come!
AND THEN
March On, Faithful Soldier
March On, Mighty Ones
March through, this Muddy Valley
For The Kingdom, Of Gods Son!
He is Faithful. Who has called you
And He is leading you, by His Hand!
He is able, and more than willing!
To bring you, to The Promised Land!
SO
March On, Faithful Soldier
March On, Mighty Ones
March through, this Muddy Valley
For The Kingdom, Of Gods Son!
(repeat)
He Is Faithful
We are the army, of The Blood Bought Redeemed!
We are led by The Lord, and upon His Spirit we lean!
We are fully armed and equipped, to fight the good fight!
We are filled to overflowing, with Our Lords Love, Power and Might!
We stand as one, in The Love of Christ!
We receive, and deploy, all the benefits, of this New Creation Life!
We will go forth, in The Authority, of His Mighty Name!
We will be the hands The Lord uses, to heal the blind sick and lame!
But above all else, we will be His Voice!
To spread the Gospel Of Christ, and in A Great Harvest of Souls.. WE WILL REJOICE!!!!!
A New Day
I see upon the horizon the dawning of a new day
A time when even the most stiffed neck will have to say
Jesus is LORD over all the land
And he has dominion of all the work of His Hand
The day Isaiah spoke that a great light will arise
The day of Gods vengeance, and His enemies soon demise
The season of The Harvest and The Gathering into Gods Sanctuary
The Precious Fruit of The Earth, finding their place in eternity…..
I will boldly say without fear
The Return of Our King is Very Near.
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