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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 19/2020-Jesus Freak

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “magnet.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

It is Jesus inside of me!

Magnetic pull! One thing I desire of myself in my life today is to be a light of the Holy Spirit the resides in me. As DC Talks song lyrics state, “What will people think when they hear that I’m a Jesus freak?
What will people do when they find that it’s true?”

I am a Jesus Freak today, I love the Lord for he heard my cries! I want everyone to know that God saved me from the depths of the lowest of my own depravity! There is hope that resides in the cross.

So my prayer is that my heart, actions, and words are a magnet of Jesus’s love!

Jesus Freak by DC talk

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Jesus heals our wounds



Physical pain



Financially devastated




Broken hearted

These are just some of the burdens we as people carry around with us daily.

In this upside down, backwards World there is healing in the Blood of Jesus. If we ask Him to take these daily burdens we carry away He will. Jesus heals!

I am a living walking miracle, racked with alcoholism. I was full of rage, and resentments. I held the worlds tiniest violin, and was always “woe is me”. I was full of shame, and regret. I have walked a long 46 years in this life. I have suffered loss to suicide, divorce, a child who I haven’t seen in 7 years. She is now a young lady of 24 years old.

Jesus has taken all of that, that I held so tightly to. He loosened my grip, and took off my shackles. He set me free of the bondage of self. I am a loving testament of the unconditional love of Jesus Christ when we surrender our lives to Him. I am redeemed. I am not who I used to be, and that is all God in me! Jesus has given me back ten fold all I threw away in my selfishness. He is so faithful to complete the work he started. He has richly blessed my life, I still have pain. I now know I can get through anything with Jesus by my side. When I surrender my will, it doesn’t hurt so much! God has done for me often what I couldn’t do for myself.

Even if you have never prayed before, Jesus knows your heart. He knows what you are wanting to say before even you say it. Allow what burdens you carry today to be healed at the foot of the cross. Allow the suffrage to be taken by the loving hand of our creator!

God be with you all, I know life can be a lot. You are not alone nor do you have be. Let Jesus set you free to the healing of your heart! Allow a new life in Him to start, there is no time like the present!

Romans 6:23 “For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord.” Jesus said, “He who believes in Me will never die” (John 11:26)

Jesus has my life! I am his!

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Behold my legacy lies within these pages of ages told

Behold the truth in the pages of this literature!

My heritage lies on my table, at my bedside, and always is at an arms reach away. I pull from it all the way back to Genesis; In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

My Bible with gold silky lined pages, marked and notated all about. Highlighters, and pens from my own memos. It sits wrapped in a burgundy bound leather. My name enscribed in gold cursive. It has traveled far inside through the stories, and outside with me always in tow.

This is my lineage in this bound leather literature. It all began with Adam and Eve. I keep it closer to me than any other reminder of who I am, who made me, and what clan I am part in. I have the red letter addition which indicates Jesus’s teachings. I use this as I map my history. To me there is nothing more beautiful than my heritage encased in my leather bound Vans Off The Wall stickered bible.

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The harpist playing upon my heart strings

15 minutes until my tele-med appointment with my breast surgeon. Bruised on my sides, tissue expander flipped, and swelling quite a bit. Sleep I desperately need, Lord please calm my anxious heart…

My head whirly about with so much thought, I almost feel sick at the stomach. Stop that, oh it is you Lord speaking to my heart. Nudging me, pulling me in your direction. Whispers softly the Holy Spirit, so keen to know me. Look up

Oh yes God I believe you have called me out, it is worry. Yes Lord I read your word daily, write about how faithful a God I serve. Yet here I sit squirmisly anxiety ridden. Nail biting me, no. Frivolously doing the what ifs, yes. Yes Lord you want ALL of me. I am holding back a few strands of my heart strings. I hear the harpist pluking, and the melody missing the keys. Flat as can be. Yes Lord this is me. You know me oh so well

My heart feels heavy laden. Like a raven wanting to take flight. Yet here I sit in recognition of it. So Lord I give you ALL the strands of ALL my heart strings, my life! I yield it ALL to you. I hold nothing, empty I sit. All the walls are down. Send the angelic harpist back, let her melodic music pronounce I am in tune with you. Maybe a lullaby to pass the time of my mundane mind 

As I bow my head to pray, and give you ALL holding nothing back. Laying prostate at the cross where my veil is lost. You uncovered me yet again, the sober Lisa can’t escape the clarity I find in the harpists rhythmic sounds. When it is out of key I know it, and it is ALL I can do to get on my face in seek of thee

Lord rid me of ALL this anxiety and worry. Help me to entrust everything to you. Allow the music heard to be the same as I speak from my mouth, and mesh with my heart. Thank you for knowing, and loving me so much to gently melt your truth upon my heart

Okay harpist let’s hear it now, play until you’re all played out. Then the pianist can sit in for you, and carry on with the same tune…

Play loudly upon my heart in unison we can sing, Praises to thee

6 Do not be anxious about anything,(A) but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.(B) 7 And the peace of God,(C) which transcends all understanding,(D) will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-

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When I rise upon a given day

When I rise upon any given day waking to say that “thy will be done not mine”, I believe I will triump with God through that day

When I rise upon any given day waking to say “thank you Lord Jesus for this day”, no matter what my circumstances might be. I believe I will triumph with God through that day

When I rise upon any given day waking to say “God direct my thoughts, my feet, and let me be a light of the Holy Spirit that resides in me”. I believe I will triumph with God through that day

May I triumph with God at my right side. My guide, my anchor, my Father, and my Savior that walks on water. Abba Father who will not give me more than I can handle, and allows me through hard times so I might grow. The waves may seem tsunami like, and the rocks may cut like glass. I believe with Him I am up for any task

He is always there, and He will get me to the other side. So in Him I gain great perspective, and share my story. Yet again giving God all the glory. God never said life would not be gory. I believe if I can keep on keeping on in Him no matter the weather of my life, I can get through triumphant

For this I give God my Father praise! For He is faithful, and His mercies are new every morning. He love me loves even when I am weary. There is nothing I can’t triumph through if I am leaning into God. So I believe today will be another day I lay my head on my pillow, and say “thank you Lord for what was another great day done your way.” Triumphant I wish to stay

Psalmist 106:47
Save us, O LORD our God, and gather us from among the heathen, to give thanks unto thy holy name, and to triumph in thy praise.

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Dance in the rain, make lemonade out of lemons, let’s do it…hear the rhythm of your heartbeat

The storm brews overhead, lean into Him

We as people have these sayings learn to “dance in the rain“, “a great storm is like a sunny day to a person of great faith,” “learn to make lemonade out of lemons,” and so on. There are so many analogies that can be gripped with a heart of God when the wind has been taken out of our sails. We often look out on a sunny day, and see no light. We can indeed learn to grow, if we will our heart to God’s. Even in an overgrown garden rot with weeds, we can still be nurtured. The seed is there, and ready to flourish. It all started in the Garden

Don’t harden your hearts to what our potters hands may be crafting in us. What might at times seem like a crushing of our spirit just may be a time of refinement. It may be a time of the nourishing of our soul to help us grow. We need to draw near to God, and find hope in these trying times. If we can identify with God that He indeed is doing a great work up on our spirit than we will see the His face, all grace

Hear it, heed to it, and do it. Do the next right thing. Get on your rain boots, and go dance in the down pour of the rain, relentless. Look out your window, and soak up the sun of the most beautiful God given day, give thanks. Grab all the lemons life has given you, and squeeze until they can’t be squeezed anymore making the best homemade lemonade. Pleasing to every pallet. Let the sower do the work in the garden of our hearts

Know that there are seasons in life, that pass with time. We will if we persevere feel the wind in our sails be gifted with warm airs breeze from our Heavenly Father. He will walk on water, and be our rescue in the midst of any storm. We don’t have to get used to living underneath the surface. God has this season for a purpose. We don’t have be overwhelmed by the oceans shapeless form. For everything under heaven is God’s. He has us in every circumstance, so let’s all dance today to the rhythm in our heartbeat to our own storms. Learn to praise Him no matter where life may have us, it’s just a gust we must learn to trust

give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:18

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My clock was a little broken, and I sat unspoken. Silent and still

Looking back many years now passed. Thank God no crypt was waiting, I refused to go back under ground, or drown in that bottle

My clock had been off, my feet missing the beat. The second hand fell off beneathe the glass. I could not tell the hour. The power of my will, Lord please let it die. I cried out

Walking a little out of sync, trying to find the rhythm to my rhyme

Integrating God as the cornerstone of this odd passage in my life. If I only had a dime for every time God’s will was so very different than mine

Jesus take the wheel, I don’t wish to take a spill. My life was spinning round, that clock was enough to drive me mad. That stupid second hand

I sit here in awe at the Mystery of God’s will. I was tested, proven sober. More alcohol placed in front of my face then water. The devil tried to toy with me, and he did not succeed

An alcoholics worst night mare, my sobriety was put on the line. Beer stein shoved in my face. God poured out His grace. I walked away every time without a sip

Nipping it in the bud, back to AA and surrounding myself with good. I got a little lost. My heart took quite a push

When push came to shove Jesus as always just drenched me in His uncondtional love. No more unhealthy people, just the church and its steeple

Time I got that second hand fixed, and synchronize my life with His. It is such a cool watch, one I wished to wear. The second hand fixed, so I never miss a beat. Nor fall from my feet, seek Jesus at the cross where none gets lost or overlooked 

Sober I stand after tested relentlessly, my mind almost went mad. The struggles of an alcoholic, thank God I did not touch that poisoness tonic

Thank you Jesus for watching over me, and nudging hard my heart. For that part in my heart broken yet again. No more tail spin. With you please until the end. For this life is temporary, I don’t want to miss a single beat. For only you let me seek 

My clock was a little broken, and I have sat unspoken. Silent and still. Satan wanted His kill to no prevail

Jesus won! Check one for my savior who brought me out of danger, did a little open heart sugery. Purging anything not of him. He wins, and I have life. I love going under the knife after hard life’s strife. Synchronized!

He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” Psalm 46:10

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I take stalk in…

I take stalk in that the Lord will bless thee, and keep thee

I take stalk in my morning devotion, and prayer allowing things to go as they should

I take stalk in knowing this life is not all about me, for that alone has set me free

I take stalk in knowing that God’s mercies are new every morning

I take stalk in knowing that I get to give Him all the Praise, and glory

I take stalk in knowing when I let Him run the show, He is the author of my story

He is holding the pen, and I am letting Him. Prayerfully until the very end.

All by itself the soil produces grain–first the stalk, then the head, then the full kernel in the head. Mark 4:28

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 24/2020: MOVING! Snow no!

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with ‘m’.” Use any word that begins with the letter “m” as the subject or theme for your post. Enjoy!

Joyce Meyer

Moving! Moving is never fun, but once it is all said and done it comes with much joy. We have been planning, and preparing for our move since last month. I have boxes stacked to the ceiling in my place. It is almost claustrophobic, and there really is no comfortable place as of now in our house.

With all this said we can’t change what came to Spokane Washington yesterday. Know matter how much we had planned, no one had planned for snow. No one had planned for heavy snow that made tree’s fall, and transmitters go out.

We were able to get one car furnished with snow tires the night before, so we could drive out to get our keys (praise God). We finally got to see our new place in its finished presentation. The anticipation so great, we loved it. Everything about it, it is all new. Fresh paint, accent walls, it is our place.

As we are are driving home talking about the unfortunate situation, and the treacherous roads we knew for safety everything had to be put on hold. We knew we were coming home to a dark house. We had lost power about an hour before we left.

It seemed like as much as we had planned this snow came in, and put stop signs up in every corner. We knew prayer was is in order. It just wasn’t going to happen the way we had originally planned it.

Utility crews were out all over town, busting their butts to get us all up and running. So here I sit with boxes surrounding me. Our stairs to steep, and now icy.

We have the keys to our new place, and all has been put on hold for what was going to be our big move. It is very cold in here, and out there I can only imagine. This is the earliest in years I have seen snow fly. So we changed our plans. We have until next Saturday to be out. We now are holding keys to two places that are considered ours. We have tossed around so many ideas, and none came through. So our final thought is God had another plan. So we move forward in the cold, and snow entrusting it all to him. I can’t wait until this all comes to an end. My heart is not here in this boxed up place. It is on the other side of freshly colored paint, brand new black appliances, and modern architecture, yes it is not here. Lord help us with this move soon! Here is proof in the saying we don’t know what tomorrow brings. Ringing more true in my life today. I trust my unknown future to a very known God!

Corrie ten Boom