Phil 4:13 Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the one who makes me who I am.
Many times I wanted to write. It was my plan to get better and then to write you and share with you the things I did to get better. Hoping to encourage you. But the truth is I am not better. If anything I have seen how much I need the prayers of the Saints and Jesus more than ever.
When you have struggled with your thought life over two decades I began to realize it is not as simple as I though just to change my thinking. Recently it was suggested to me to make a list of the lies and write the truth. This has been helpful bringing the truth and light to the lies. The bible speaks of taking every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. Also keeping a file what the Bible says about what I might be struggling with in my mind. Along with daily claiming the promises of God.
The more I have worked on my thoughts more issues have unfolded. For example...All my life I have lived before the public eye. It has been a joy and a blessing but also a pressure on me that I did not realize. Many things can determine who we think God is and the thoughts that enter our mind. We do not have to be a slave to these determining factors but can be renewed in our mind of who God truly is and realize that our thinking can change. Eventhough not perfect.
It is a comfort to me that the God that created me in His image did not make a mistake in allowing these struggles to me. He told us we would have troubles. This is a broken world. So why are we surprised when suffering comes into our lives?
We need direction and truth. There are reasons the Bible speaks often about our thoughts, our mind, suffering, sadness, grieving and anxieties. Being downcast. David struggled in the Psalms.
Being sad or thinking wrong thinking does not mean that you are different than many in the Bible or in everyday life. Our thoughts can come from the world, the flesh, the enemy or ourselves. I have learned to send bad thoughts to the cross and let Jesus fight for me or forgive me if they are mine.
My granddaughter said in her testimony that being a Christian or taking a stand for Christ does not mean that difficult things will not happen but that Jesus will be with us through it. This is where I am. Still struggling but being so blessed that Jesus, Father and Spirit are with me to help me, protect me, forgives me and give me the assurance that Gods love for me never changes. My daughter also said Mom you cannot lose what you did not earn. My children and grands give me so much wisdom and for that I am thankful and blessed.
I have learned how God helps me in the day to day living of trusting Him and knowing that the cross is not just for salvation but for sanctification. Becoming more like Jesus. I have had to surrender to Jesus the life that I wanted for the life I have been given. Good, bad and indifferent.
My identity in Christ and as Gods child is my rock. It can never change or never be taken from me. This is the assurance of what Jesus assured us by His death and resurrection. He gave us His Spirit and His promises to help and encourage us. Along with the body of Christ, His gave us each other to help us in our journey. Finding a friend or two who you can share your story, your failures, your struggles, and know they love you enough to speak truth and hope to you. Someone who will not judge you because they have had their own story and need for Jesus. There is no false guilt or shame in these relationships or with God. I have been learning to reject this thinking and retrain my thoughts. Just training my mind to think...think of what life is doing and being mindful of God. Being in the present has also been a work and not to live in the past of regret.
Jesus suffered for the joy that was to come. So do I. Many days I chose joy and many days I look to the joy that will be to come...It is not only Jesus hope but ours.
Do Not lose hope...
Not just survive but thrive
“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are TRUE, whatsoever things are HONEST, whatsoever things are JUST, whatsoever things are PURE, whatsoever things are LOVELY, whatsoever things are of GOOD REPORT, if there be any VIRTUE, and if there be any PRAISE, think on these things.”![]()
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Broken is Beautiful
Who I am is who I believe I am to be
Almost two years ago I wrote I was packing my bags and
finding out who I really am.
Spiritually speaking.
These last two years have been the most difficult I have ever experienced in my life. I have had suffering in my life as have all people my age. But these were consistently the worse I have ever known.
Someone who has been a christian as long as me know all the right things to do and say, in any situation. I did those things...I also did the things that I knew were wrong, so to speak...Like I almost gave up hope at times, my faith was more on feelings and emotions than on assurance. They were not reliable. God gave me the assurance I needed during this time. I could hardly read my bible. My faith seem to be next to nothing.
Responding to life the right way is a good thing, but it can also be more difficult to know your true heart if you are just trying to do the right thing.
Twenty four years ago my life seemed to have the perfect storm. I could not respond how my faith told me that I should so I withdrew in fear and doubt. This was not the woman I was before this time and it is not the woman I am today. I have tread water and I have sunk and swam. The waves have over come me and I have ridden them. It was a cycle of doing well and pushing forward in trying to find sense of my struggles and the life God had given me not wanting to waste a day.
More times than not I knew how very blessed I am. It just did not seem enough or to matter. As in anyones life I had seasons of being fruitful and seasons of weeping with no tears.
I was blind to the lies we can believe about our worth and how fear can creep in. The Lords prayer I repeated as I fell asleep. Knowing it is Gods Kingdom and His will is our prayer.
The Twenty Third psalm was my go to... As my Shepherd fought every guilt and fear and sent an army after me...my family and friends. I learned to pray on my knees even though short not any less sincere.
Prayers of others seemed to carry me with the strength I needed to sustain and carry me as I maintained my home and tried to sort it all out. It was a humbling time to see how dependent I was. At the same time to see the beauty of Gods people felt honored to pray and serve me. To try to explain my racing mind for two years is not easy. I experienced depression I never had before.
I could see how God was not limited by my feelings that were not reliable. He was building an assurance in me that I knew had to be. A woman different that I was.
I worried about life that may have been stolen from me so I tried that much harder to value time and make it count. I can breathe now. I can love people without fear or guilt and shame that I didn't realize I had. With a love so different that I cannot even explain. It is not that I didn't love people before but this is one with seasoned years of failures and successes, with brokenness, with faith tested and a battle that was fought for me.
If you ask me I would say that is one of the main reasons Jesus came to die for us. Our Father wanted a family. He uses us and the Spirit to bring us together in a love that is not by trying harder but caring more for others than ourselves. We are an overflow of the Fathers love for His family
through Jesus.
Who I am as a child of God is always my identity whether I am struggling as I have been off and on during these last twenty something years. I am not running in fear anymore. Not that I don't fear but hopefully it does not control me. There were times I would hide in the clef of the rock, under the wings of God, by still waters.
We all have gifts to serve and encourage others. I have strength I didn't know I had in my weakness. I am here today because of Jesus not my faithfulness. Sometimes it is hard for me to even wonder why me Lord. We all have a purpose. I have a hope. I have been broken more times than I ever thought would happen. I have to believe...
Broken is Beautiful...
We are a spoiled nation.
We are at home with family. We are finding what relationship means. We are talking to each other. Enjoying the simple things of life like taking a walk. We have time to be quiet and still. To listen to music or learn a new instrument or paint a picture or being creative with our hands We are trying new recieps. Our groceries are delivered to our homes or cars. We are paid for not working or even being allowed to work from the comport of our homes. Our children get to sleep and play and still do school at home. We are organizing our clutter. We are gardening and sharing them with the poor and our neighbor and still be safe. We are learning the blessing of having a garden and watching it grow as we feel the dirt in our hands and the sweat on our brow. Most of us can order anything we want or need onine delivered to our door. We have computers, television, phones with enough entertainment to last a life time.
LETS BE REAL... No matter our struggles or how long we struggle God will never leave us or give up on us. One of the thing...