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Saturday, October 20, 2012

welcome to the new, stronger, tougher, fiercer me...


Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom."
Luke 12:32 (NIV)


welcome to the new, stronger, tougher, fiercer me. (Wednesday's post)

It's my mom's fault. She called what I wrote Wednesday "powerful and strong." It wasn't my strength, but I'm taking it and moving forward. I responded to her complement by saying I refuse to be afraid of something that did not defeat me, so by God, I won't. (Oh, am I her child!) Then, in confirmation, Called Magazine posted this picture on Facebook in confirmation.  Time for me to lay prostrate…it's official, I've been slain.

So, take that, that which did not defeat me.
My Daddy and I are stronger.
He did not build me to break, so I won't.
I will be broken 
only to be made whole by God.
I don't deserve anything but prayer. I have not been strong on my own. I am getting through some of the toughest days of my own life, and I wouldn't take nothing for my journey. I would also not have chosen it, but that is neither here nor there now. This morning, I read a post by Lynn Moser writing at her blog, Heading Home that with authority and finality put into perspective the experience I've lived the past 3 weeks. Dig this…
Have you ever experienced a devastating circumstance in your life? At one time or another, we all go through trials that attempt to crush us, squeeze us, bruise us, or set us on fire. Though these difficulties strike us, many times their impact will bring beauty out of chaos, if we allow it.

Some things only achieve their greatest design through crushing blows…

*The squeezing of grapes produces sweet wine.
*The pressing of olives extracts their delectable oil.
*Only when wheat is ground is it useful for making bread.
*The crushing of flower petals releases their oil for fragrance.
*Incense is useless - its purpose not fulfilled, its odors not set free - unless touched by fire.
*Only through great pressure, heat, and time does coal produce the gemstone of a diamond.

Just as all of nature suffers contrary conditions in order to be expanded, strengthened, or enhanced, so, too, do we. Crushing, squeezing, and suffering remove the unnecessary things in our lives, allowing the fragrance of holiness and sweet graces to be released.
Isn't that what each of us would most desire of our lives? To live to our greatest design? To use all that we've been given to the utmost? I know it's scary, I'm there, but He did not build us to break. We are made in His image, and that's some powerful, potent stuff. Called Magazine issued a call to action this morning, 
Why do Believers struggle with the notion that they have power here on earth? – Luke 9:1-2 teaches that Christ has give[n] us full authority and strength to heal the sick, and trample on every scheme that the enemy throws our way. – Because of Christ, we ARE strong enough and powerful enough. – Christ already empowered us. – It has already been done! – Mark 13:34 states, "For the Son of man is as a man taking a far journey, who left his house, and GAVE AUTHORITY TO HIS SERVANTS, and to every man his work, and commanded the porter to watch."
Powerful, potent, and unafraid. I'm leaving scary in the rear view mirror and walking forward with my head held high. I am trampling schemes and breaking strongholds, but I do none of this alone. It ain't in me. I remain flawed and frail and beautifully human now and always. More importantly, I am a child of the Most High King, and that's where it gets good. He has given us authority, and a covering no man can take away.

So, take that, that which did not defeat me. My Daddy and I are stronger. He did not build me to break, so I won't. I will be broken only to be made whole by God.

So, I'm singing Jill Scott (who has written some of the best songs in the creators of the soundtrack of my life),
I'm taking my freedom,
Pulling it off the shelf,
Putting it on my chain,
Wear it around my neck,
I'm taking my freedom,
Putting it in my car,
Wherever I choose to go,
It will take me far,
I'm livin' my life like it's golden
(Golden like the splendor and majesty in which My Father is clothed according to Job 37:22-23 NIV)
I know now, that it's all good, even the scary parts, when approached with faith. It's all good. Thank You, Lord. God is good.
Today I am praying and playing with Sandra Heska King in Still Saturday... 

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