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God is no fantasy

You can chose to have God be a fantasy, or a reality. You can chose to look around, and see His beauty written all over the canvas of our earth. Or you can chose to see it as some sort of happenstance. Blind faith can be hard, like believing in a Santa Claus.

I choose to believe, as I have seen God do miracles in circles around my life. God doesn’t just show up today, He shows off. He has saved me from the depths of myself countless times over. His grace, and mercies saved a wretch like me. He saved a fallen down drunk, that had freely given away every ounce of sanity that I once had. He restored me to sanity, He gifted me life free in Him.

God is no fairytale, or tall tale. He is the creator of the universe. If we come to belief that He sent His one, and only son to die the most brutal death so that we might have life, we in turn get an eternal retirement plan that is out of this world. God is my everything today. I can’t imagine still living, and self loathing in the bottom of that dead cold bottle. I smelled of deaths door, and now I have the fragrance of the most beautiful flowers, watered daily by Father’s hand. I chose life today in Him.

Fantasy no, life at its realest most raw as well vulnerable. Absolutely! The best thing I have done in my 47 years next week, here on earth is turn my will and my life over to the care of God. He is my reality. I have to walk with Him daily in order to have the life I have today. With this comes a life beyond my wildest dreams. His plans for me are far better than any I could have ever dreamt for myself. I choose, and chose God! Give me Jesus!

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/21/02/11/fantasy

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JusJoJan 9 & #SoCS –-How great my Father’s love for me

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: skys the limit. Write about something that has or seems to have no end. Enjoy!

And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. Philippians 1:6

This one thing I know undoubtedly in my heart today. There is no greater love known to man than of my savior Jesus Christ. My life as long as I walk with Him, and my heart is right before Him is limitless. I can have the beautiful life when I say “thy will not mine be done”. It doesn’t mean that my life is easy nor does not have pain, grief, or even sorrow. It means that His love for me is limitless, and with that love I can get through the storms that this life brings. It is not all rainbows, butterflies, and Cotton Candy. Yet it is so divine.

He can help me dance in the rain, turn ashes to beauty, and lift my hands in praise in the mist of my pain.

Limitless unconditional love for me, and He is faithful to complete the work He started in me. I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t imagine not signing up for such a thing in my life today. Heck yeah, I signed up! Please God help me to keep my end of the deal. I love living my life today in peace that surpasses all understanding, and without chaos. A mind of clarity viewed through God’s lens for my heart. The beauty of simplicity.

And this my friend is just the start because His love is indeed limitless beyond all comprehension to that of man. It is hard to understand. He does miracles in, and around my life. He shows up, and He even shows off. His love for me is real! Surreal! Sovereignty, my heart is no longer bankrupt. Poverty no more. Jesus shines!

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Acceptance with God’s help is the answer to ALL my problems today…

This move for me took a lot out of me, more than I ever imagined. I thought I kind of had this whole double mastectomy thing licked. 6 weeks after my surgery I was walking daily, and soon that went into mountain biking. A lot of mountain biking too!

Well mountain biking is one stretch of the upper body, and a whole lot of lower body strength. With this move my body has experienced so much push back. My body is not used to the stretching, bending, pulling, and lifting that comes with unpacking a home full of boxes.

This week I have experienced 3 major emotional breakdowns. My body does not want to cooperate with what my brain wants to accomplish. So this leaves me with acceptance. I have got to accept the limitations of my body. I am not one to easily ask for help. This week though I had no choice, but to pick up my phone. I needed to talk about my emotional state because I can’t afford to be stuck for too long where I have been. Right now I am just in the mud, if I don’t lean into God with acceptance soon enough I will find myself in quicksand. Sinking in self pity, and letting my ego get the best of me. Humility is a must for me!

It is amazing at how having a spiritual connection with my Lord, and savior as well a recovery program keeps me touch with my character defects. I can see when I am missing the mark. I am gifted the tools today to not have to stay where I have been. I just got to get my tool box out, and get the tool needed for this difficult time. I need the serenity prayer, and God to help me understand who I am now after my double mastectomy. As well the no sensation in my breasts has really hit me hard.

So I was kind of smacked up side the head with a major reality that I am not as well of as I thought I was. I do though know with my loving God, AA program, and all the support of my family I can get there. My husband is a God send!

I will always be amazed at how God is so faithful to meet us right where we are. We can be at the highest point of joy, or the lowest point of grief that comes with much weariness, and He is there. He is sovereign, and He loves me unconditionally. So there it is I have had a heck of a week with some major choking gut wrenching tears, and whacky thoughts. I am far from perfect, and I have felt a little crazy with my emotional upsets. Though everyone has reassured me that it okay to fall to pieces, as long as I don’t stay in pieces. So my prayer is God will grant me acceptance!

I am far from the superhuman I was wanting to be, and pushing myself to be. As well as the lack of sensation in my breasts makes me no less the woman than I was. I am a child of God! My value is not in, and of this world. My value rests in the eternal world of my Lord! Praise God for that! I am always amazed at His faithfulness to His children! So blessed to be one of His, and in His family today!

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Amazing Grace

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My chains are broke I have been set free, you were tethered there on Calvary
I owed a debt I could not pay, you paid the debt. You died for me, bound by your blood. The worlds sin you wore

Fastened life so that I could know, your love for me is much greater than any I could ever know

Had to drink from that bitter cup. Your hands and feet struck with nails bind. Crown of thorns pushed into you head, whips and lashings. Leashed for me, streamed blood

Secured the salvation of all who believe with the blood soaked cross you bore. Until your head could no longer hang your last words said “it is finished”

Your ties were cut. You lifeless blood drained body placed in the tomb. Mary grieved her son. Tears were shed, you were dead. All this upon a cross for the lost

This is not the end of the story. Proof of life, and stamp of love. You rose again, restrained no more. Mercy reigns forever, love walks. Walks on water, and all the earth. The good news spreads, “He is Risen”

Tomb was rolled away, and your gospel shared without fetter. Disciples of you in sandals trekked eager to speak of amazing grace, and endless love, chilling I get goose bumps thinking of your unconditional love

Amazing Grace

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He loves a wretch like me, an alcoholic whore. He does adore!

Cloaked; wore the veil of shame, cloak and dagger was my game

A lie sat at the surface of my lips

From alcoholic poison words would drip, soothing the moisture absorbed. Absurd in my own selfish hoard

A theifl! Callous, and defeat were the shoes I wore. An alcoholic whore. For God was pushed out the door, threw away that key

There was no hide, just a scared little girl sitting in her corner. Wanting protection, yet so fearful of rejection

God was calling on me, and I pushed Him so far from my sight. I sat in the darkness in the steal of the night

Made my own bed of sin. Billows of lies. Tripped too many times on my so called life, walking a fine line

A thief! Callous was my heart. Had drinking down to an art. I was the master of my own disguise

God kept calling on me, and wanted me on bended knees. That is when I finally gave in, and put my bottle down. Traded my lies, for truth in Jesus’s word. A crown

The air is clean, and my body pure. For God’s holy water I drink from His well daily. Time has told I am 7 years old new in Him. Sober is my march. I keep my eyes fixated on the cross. For there is where I win with Him

Victory proclaimed in Jesus name, one day at a time. One more day sober, one more day his daughter. For I serve such a gracious King to love a wretch like me…

Romans 7:24

Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life that is dominated by sin and death?

Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I’m found
Was blind, but now I see’Twas grace that taught
My heart to fear
And grace my Fears relieved
How precious did
That grace appear
The hour I first believedThrough many dangers
Toils and snares
We have already come
‘Twas grace hath brought
Us safe thus far
And grace will lead us homeWhen we’ve been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun…

Sober is my gait, sober is smile, and sober is my heart, I am connected to my God who saved a wretch like me! No greater love known to man!
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Ebb, and Wane; Peter out you hear!

Ebb, and Wane entered into the room where I sat. Trying to take seat. I pushed the seat in quickly for they could not take rest. I asked them politely as they were boisterous, and haughty to please Peter-out. My Bible lay open to scriptures for my quiet time with the Lord. This is the usual scenario. Satan will use so many a distraction to keep my eyes from extracting from God’s word.

Lord help my heart to flourish. May the fire always be lit. May it never be extinguished. If I am not set apart, from that of the world how I am any different? Let not the ways of man dwindle me down, so many today don’t want to proclaim your word. Let me sharpen my sword every day.

In your word I will find my sword, let me keep it sharp. May its sheath be of the best bound leather. May I use it as my tool in all I discover.  

The world is misled, it is dapper in its sin. Its lure, polished spilling with entrigue. The views often scewed, and the Bible says we are to have that of eyes as eagles. Hoping I find muse within is their spin and take. May I not be surprised for they will try with diguise, and no relent. May I walk with a guarded heart, and foot that can not be tempted.  

Like so many a thing becomes ritualistic in nature. Let my heart be of the most intimate of demeanor. 

So again as they will ALWAYS try to woo, when Ebb and Wane enter into the room let them scamper out blinded by the light illimuniating from within that of your scriptures pouring over me, and spilling into the room that of YOU!

Scowling with hurt, as they drag their tails between their legs all the way. May they Peter-out, scoffing at how their presence does not even phase me. Howls swoon, but the light will keep them at bay. As relentless as the sun on a scolding dry summer day, again they shall try with their lies foaming at the mouth. May my heart be ever so prepared that when I claim in your name (Jesus) they will always run scared! 

The weakness of so many modern Christians is that they feel too much at home in the world.” ~A.W. Tozer