I'm back! I sound like the ghost or monster on a movie. "I'm ba-ack!"
Been gone with hubby. Good stuff.
I just had a realization. I have been praying for a revelation of the Cross. I didn't even know what I meant by praying that. I just felt led by dear Holy Spirit to pray that. I wanted to know where He wanted me to go.
But just now as I journaled, He gave me that revelation. I didn't hear ten thousand angels sing. There was no lightning. But I know a little more than I did before. And it is really simple, but those simple teachings are the best.
Every time that I have hurt feelings, I want to stay in that. Wallow in it. In the sludge. But every time that I submit it to the Holy Spirit, I crucify that flesh.
Every time I want to react in anger, I want to keep it. Carry the anger. Make it mine. But Holy Spirit wants me to submit it to Him.
Every time that I feel left out, snubbed, forgotten, I need to get under His Wings.
Submit, submit, submit. Crucify, crucify.
Go to the Cross.
When I submit, when I crunch that flesh, I am going to the cross to die to myself.
"I die daily." 1 Cor. 15:31.
That is death to self. Crucify the flesh.
Go to the Cross.
©BL2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Coffee Filters and God's Word
Oh, those nasty thoughts. They float in, and out, and trash my mind, my day.
They cause me to go on and on, about a person, or a situation, until I am angry. Until I'd like to wring someone's neck.
Or worse.
So I have been praying 2 Corinthians 10:3-5. Especially verse 5. "casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,".
And God blessed me with a visual of the last part. That every thought has to go through Him as we speak that verse out. Every thought has to be approved by Him.
So you coffee addicts - here is the visual.
I saw a giant coffee filter that our thoughts are taken through. The filter holds all of the trash, from us, and from satan.
And out comes this Truth. Good stuff. Words and thoughts that are pure, strong, rich, and hot.
Just like the coffee so many of us crave.
Rich and True.
Through God's coffee filter of His Word.
©BL2007
They cause me to go on and on, about a person, or a situation, until I am angry. Until I'd like to wring someone's neck.
Or worse.
So I have been praying 2 Corinthians 10:3-5. Especially verse 5. "casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,".
And God blessed me with a visual of the last part. That every thought has to go through Him as we speak that verse out. Every thought has to be approved by Him.
So you coffee addicts - here is the visual.
I saw a giant coffee filter that our thoughts are taken through. The filter holds all of the trash, from us, and from satan.
And out comes this Truth. Good stuff. Words and thoughts that are pure, strong, rich, and hot.
Just like the coffee so many of us crave.
Rich and True.
Through God's coffee filter of His Word.
©BL2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
It's Curtain Time!
On a morning a while back, my cat, Selah, woke me at 5:30am! I am a morning person, but I love my sleep, so I can be hard to wake up that early. She persisted in getting herself thrown out of the bedroom!
But I didn't go back to sleep. I think that God uses her to get me up, because he has something for me. Okay, I need to thank my cat for the waking, and not complain! Complaining is not good in God's Book! (See Num 12:1-3, 10-15, 1 Cor 10:10-11, and Phil. 2:14-15. Ouch!)
God blessed me with some visions of a different vein, but I got out of bed, then, and turned on my new soaking CD. Todd Bentley's Marianating. I had listened to a bit, since a sister blessed me with it, but not just laid on the floor, soaking in every note and every word. So that's what I did. Laid on the floor under my favorite afgan, and just let God.
With my eyes closed and feasting, God opened up the Heavens, and I saw a huge, I mean huge, curtain, going straight up from my body. It was a shimmery gold. I saw the top, but was very aware of the fact of how far it really went up. And then it dropped on me!
And a little later, (I'm not really sure how long), I saw myself sit upright. As I sat up, the curtain fell away onto my lap, and I looked around. But the picture of me that I got was like on a work of art that I am blessed to have. It is entitled "Born Again", created by Dean Kermit Allison. It is a little statue depicting the born-again experience talked about in 2 Cor. 5:17. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" It is a statue of a person, standing on some rocks, but leaning back, crying out. The upper body is clear like glass, but at the waist area, there is a peeling away of black, and the black goes on down the rest of the body/legs. And believe me I can feel the pain from the statue.
That is what I saw sitting up from under the veil. Me, but God knew I would know what it meant when He used the picture of the statue. And I heard the Holy Spirit say that "that was my spirit"!
Now some of you reading this will know about the veil. I knew a little about it too, but I learned more, as I dug into my concordance, two versions of the Bible, and other references! Fun!
Most of us know that the veil talked about in most of the Gospels is the actual curtain in the temple that was torn in two from top to bottom. (Matt. 27:51, Lk. 23:45)
But as I looked farther, I hit Heb. 6:19,20. The Message Bible can be so cool. "We who have run for our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both hands and never let go. It's an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past all appearances right to the very presence of God where Jesus, running on ahead of us, has taken up his permanent post as high priest for us, in the order of Melchizedek."
The Amplified Bible reads "...that reaches farther and enters into [the very certainty of the Presence] within the veil,"
About half way through the above study, I stopped and said to God, "You dropped it on me, Lord!"
After looking up Heb. 9:3, "But [inside] beyond the second curtain or veil, [there stood another] tabernacle known as the Holy of Holies." And I heard Jesus say, "That's where you've been!"
And one last verse. Heb. 10:20. In the Life in the Spirit Bible (NKJV) it says, "By a new and living way, which he has consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, his flesh;"
His flesh. His presence. His Holy Presence.
If we are willing, if we want it. No. If we need it, have to have it, He just wants to drop His Presence on us. To cover us with His Presence.
It's time to spend time with the Author of the Book. This is a curtain call!
©BL2008
But I didn't go back to sleep. I think that God uses her to get me up, because he has something for me. Okay, I need to thank my cat for the waking, and not complain! Complaining is not good in God's Book! (See Num 12:1-3, 10-15, 1 Cor 10:10-11, and Phil. 2:14-15. Ouch!)
God blessed me with some visions of a different vein, but I got out of bed, then, and turned on my new soaking CD. Todd Bentley's Marianating. I had listened to a bit, since a sister blessed me with it, but not just laid on the floor, soaking in every note and every word. So that's what I did. Laid on the floor under my favorite afgan, and just let God.
With my eyes closed and feasting, God opened up the Heavens, and I saw a huge, I mean huge, curtain, going straight up from my body. It was a shimmery gold. I saw the top, but was very aware of the fact of how far it really went up. And then it dropped on me!
And a little later, (I'm not really sure how long), I saw myself sit upright. As I sat up, the curtain fell away onto my lap, and I looked around. But the picture of me that I got was like on a work of art that I am blessed to have. It is entitled "Born Again", created by Dean Kermit Allison. It is a little statue depicting the born-again experience talked about in 2 Cor. 5:17. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" It is a statue of a person, standing on some rocks, but leaning back, crying out. The upper body is clear like glass, but at the waist area, there is a peeling away of black, and the black goes on down the rest of the body/legs. And believe me I can feel the pain from the statue.
That is what I saw sitting up from under the veil. Me, but God knew I would know what it meant when He used the picture of the statue. And I heard the Holy Spirit say that "that was my spirit"!
Now some of you reading this will know about the veil. I knew a little about it too, but I learned more, as I dug into my concordance, two versions of the Bible, and other references! Fun!
Most of us know that the veil talked about in most of the Gospels is the actual curtain in the temple that was torn in two from top to bottom. (Matt. 27:51, Lk. 23:45)
But as I looked farther, I hit Heb. 6:19,20. The Message Bible can be so cool. "We who have run for our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both hands and never let go. It's an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past all appearances right to the very presence of God where Jesus, running on ahead of us, has taken up his permanent post as high priest for us, in the order of Melchizedek."
The Amplified Bible reads "...that reaches farther and enters into [the very certainty of the Presence] within the veil,"
About half way through the above study, I stopped and said to God, "You dropped it on me, Lord!"
After looking up Heb. 9:3, "But [inside] beyond the second curtain or veil, [there stood another] tabernacle known as the Holy of Holies." And I heard Jesus say, "That's where you've been!"
And one last verse. Heb. 10:20. In the Life in the Spirit Bible (NKJV) it says, "By a new and living way, which he has consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, his flesh;"
His flesh. His presence. His Holy Presence.
If we are willing, if we want it. No. If we need it, have to have it, He just wants to drop His Presence on us. To cover us with His Presence.
It's time to spend time with the Author of the Book. This is a curtain call!
©BL2008
Friday, December 7, 2007
Grandkids, cats, and tails
I have to share what happened when my grandsons were home for Thanksgiving.
They are so cute! 4 years old and 2 years old.
The two year old was sitting with me in a chair as we watched a movie with the family. My cat, who they love, and are really good with, was sitting in my lap.
My little grand, reached over and took hold of the end of the cat's tail and just held it.
Two things. One, the cat let him do that. And, two, it was like he was holding the cat, too. Like maybe the cat wouldn't put up with him holding her himself, but maybe just the tail.
Just thought it was cute.
I'm the grandma.
It was cute.
©BL2007
They are so cute! 4 years old and 2 years old.
The two year old was sitting with me in a chair as we watched a movie with the family. My cat, who they love, and are really good with, was sitting in my lap.
My little grand, reached over and took hold of the end of the cat's tail and just held it.
Two things. One, the cat let him do that. And, two, it was like he was holding the cat, too. Like maybe the cat wouldn't put up with him holding her himself, but maybe just the tail.
Just thought it was cute.
I'm the grandma.
It was cute.
©BL2007
Pushin' my way around!
I was thinking about the woman in the Bible, Mark 5, that had the issue of blood.
It says that there was a huge crowd, pressing Jesus from all sides, so as to almost suffocate Him.
And the woman found herself right next to Him? I wonder if she had to push and shove. Maybe she had to be forceful, pushy, rude.
And she had faith. "If only I touch His garments, I will be restored to health." That's so cool. I mean, she had been having this issue for what, 12 years? Hello, I think we all should have been pushy.
My imagination goes nuts sometimes, but since there were throngs of people around Jesus, do you think that maybe there was more than this one woman with a problem, or need of healing? Like maybe several.
Where were they? Didn't they want a healing just as much? But they didn't push and shove, and scrap to get it.
For every one person that actually asks, are there maybe 5, or 10, that need/want a healing, but don't ask?
Or even in our prayer time, do we ask for others, everything, but never anything for ourselves?
God is teaching me to ask. "Ask and you shall receive." I take my Father at His Word. If I ask, I will receive.
So, I'm going to become scrappy. I'm pushing toward the front. I'm going to crawl over to Him. I'm going to elbow my way over. I'm going to grab the hem of His garment, and ask.
I'm going to hold Him to the answer. His Word is our Promise. I'm going to hold Him to it!
©BL2007
It says that there was a huge crowd, pressing Jesus from all sides, so as to almost suffocate Him.
And the woman found herself right next to Him? I wonder if she had to push and shove. Maybe she had to be forceful, pushy, rude.
And she had faith. "If only I touch His garments, I will be restored to health." That's so cool. I mean, she had been having this issue for what, 12 years? Hello, I think we all should have been pushy.
My imagination goes nuts sometimes, but since there were throngs of people around Jesus, do you think that maybe there was more than this one woman with a problem, or need of healing? Like maybe several.
Where were they? Didn't they want a healing just as much? But they didn't push and shove, and scrap to get it.
For every one person that actually asks, are there maybe 5, or 10, that need/want a healing, but don't ask?
Or even in our prayer time, do we ask for others, everything, but never anything for ourselves?
God is teaching me to ask. "Ask and you shall receive." I take my Father at His Word. If I ask, I will receive.
So, I'm going to become scrappy. I'm pushing toward the front. I'm going to crawl over to Him. I'm going to elbow my way over. I'm going to grab the hem of His garment, and ask.
I'm going to hold Him to the answer. His Word is our Promise. I'm going to hold Him to it!
©BL2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Angels and Transformers
Wow, it feels like months since I have posted. (Maybe it has been!)
Hope that you all were blessed on Thanksgiving and in your family time. We assume so much don't we - that everybody had a "normal" Thanksgiving with all family. Those of you that had tough times, I pray God's Grace on you and in the situations.
When I was at my kids' house not too long ago, I watched the movie "Transformers" a lot. A lot!
And when I got back home and got into my devo time again, I was soaking in Ps. 23. It wasn't one of those times where, "Yeah, I've heard this all before." Or, "I know this all by heart."
I had been thinking about angels and all that they do, much of it, I am not even aware of. But I want to be aware. Not to worship them, but to be so aware of the supernatural that I am living in it.
Well, in Ps. 23, as I really got into it, it was like I was in it. Does that make sense? I know it will to some reading this.
And I got a picture out of the movie "Transformers" when the Autobots were waiting outside of the kid's house - waiting for him to find his grandfather's glasses. (Ya gotta see the movie!)
I saw the same thing in my home, only they weren't the Transformers, they were huge angels kneeling and moving around inside and outside of my house.
I mean HUGE! As big as the Autobots!
The supernatural is that close. And we make those angels to be our size, or the size of the cute little baby angels that we see on cards, or on knick knacks. But these were huge.
I felt such power, but such gentleness, and respect. Not that I am anything great (I am in Christ!), but that's just the way they were.
This is battle. And we are in it. We need to engage with the supernatural and realize that it is at our disposal, to use in the battle. We need to walk in it, because it is already ours if Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior.
Autobots, on! Angels, on! Saints, on!
©BL2007
Hope that you all were blessed on Thanksgiving and in your family time. We assume so much don't we - that everybody had a "normal" Thanksgiving with all family. Those of you that had tough times, I pray God's Grace on you and in the situations.
When I was at my kids' house not too long ago, I watched the movie "Transformers" a lot. A lot!
And when I got back home and got into my devo time again, I was soaking in Ps. 23. It wasn't one of those times where, "Yeah, I've heard this all before." Or, "I know this all by heart."
I had been thinking about angels and all that they do, much of it, I am not even aware of. But I want to be aware. Not to worship them, but to be so aware of the supernatural that I am living in it.
Well, in Ps. 23, as I really got into it, it was like I was in it. Does that make sense? I know it will to some reading this.
And I got a picture out of the movie "Transformers" when the Autobots were waiting outside of the kid's house - waiting for him to find his grandfather's glasses. (Ya gotta see the movie!)
I saw the same thing in my home, only they weren't the Transformers, they were huge angels kneeling and moving around inside and outside of my house.
I mean HUGE! As big as the Autobots!
The supernatural is that close. And we make those angels to be our size, or the size of the cute little baby angels that we see on cards, or on knick knacks. But these were huge.
I felt such power, but such gentleness, and respect. Not that I am anything great (I am in Christ!), but that's just the way they were.
This is battle. And we are in it. We need to engage with the supernatural and realize that it is at our disposal, to use in the battle. We need to walk in it, because it is already ours if Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior.
Autobots, on! Angels, on! Saints, on!
©BL2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Not home
I am needing to apologize to anyone that reads this blog.
Due to family issues, I have been gone way too much.
But tomorrow, these things shall pass. No, I'm not killing a kid, or quitting life!
There is just a release to some extra work that has been going on since July 4th!
To all who read this, I want to ask God for Blessings on your Thanksgiving holidays - with family, friends, Jesus!
I'll write more next week! Yes it's Thanksgiving, but even cooking and cleaning for 13 or so people, is easier than repairing my mom's farmhouse!
Love to all!
©BL2007
Due to family issues, I have been gone way too much.
But tomorrow, these things shall pass. No, I'm not killing a kid, or quitting life!
There is just a release to some extra work that has been going on since July 4th!
To all who read this, I want to ask God for Blessings on your Thanksgiving holidays - with family, friends, Jesus!
I'll write more next week! Yes it's Thanksgiving, but even cooking and cleaning for 13 or so people, is easier than repairing my mom's farmhouse!
Love to all!
©BL2007
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