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If you are thirsty,,,,

Narnia

The Silver Chair

The Signs

“If you are thirsty, come and drink.”

“IF You Are Thirsty, come and drink.”

“CHILD, Are You Thirsty?”

“Then, come and drink.”

Becoming a new Christian.

Facing the terribleness of God,

Not a begging, “please, pretty please baby, come and drink”.

But, a facing of one who knows everything about you and isn’t at all impressed.

There is no drinking of this water of Life without him and there is no other source but His.

Even though we approach with fear and trembling, once we approach, then the journey begins.

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Have you ever wanted to become….

Have you ever wanted to become something else? Or, have you ever wanted to just start over? To do it “right” for a change?   In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Fresh, new, unspotted, clean, whole. He created animals to live in peace with each other, no predator, no prey. He created humans, designed to look like Him, with the capability of being holy, pure, innocent, strong, capable, full of joy, life, love. God, made us, in His image. That means that you, that I, have the same capability of walking in God’s presence the way Adam did, like Enoch, like Paul, like Jesus.   When we were created, in our “beginning”, We were not created as failures. We were not made by mistake. We were planned for, designed and created with meticulous attention to detail. We were designed to be holy, pure, innocent, strong, capable, full of joy, full of life, and love.   We were created for a relationship. Made by someone who so wanted to spend time in our presence that He eagerly waited for the perfect time for us. Who saw ahead into our lives and saw that we would need a way to escape what we would start becoming.   Christians use the phrase “born again” to symbolize what Jesus spoke of with Nicodemus in the book of John. Jesus said we must be born again before we would even see the Kingdom of God. That we must be born of the water and Spirit before we can enter the Kingdom of God. To be born again is to have a new beginning. A new hope, new excitement, new passion, new plans, new desire, new love. To be born again is to lay aside the old, the dead, the broken and disabled dreams, habits, plans, coping mechanisms, sins.   In Romans chapter 6 Paul talks about how through the gift of Christ’s death on the cross we can choose who we want to be. That the choices we make in our daily lives shows who we choose to serve. Whether it be God or sin. We have the chance, the choice to become new, then with each new day comes new choices, new chances to keep becoming new.   Until the day we die we are “becoming”. Who/What do we want to become? Do we want to become like sin? All the pleasure now with a bad end? Or, do we want to become like Christ? A life filled with change, with growth, a life filled with love and purpose. A life, yes, even a life filled with battles, tests that will strengthen us, that will temper us. A life that will harden our desires making them more real, more solid, more achievable.   I want a life filled with purpose. I want to achieve, to do. But even more I want a life that brings joy to my Lord.   Lord, I want to become.

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A Letter To You

To You,

To my most handsome, my most beautiful (inside and out) awesome, sons and daughters.

You have been a delight to me. I love how you smile. How you shine when you’re enthused by something. I love how you focus and bear down when it’s time to get serious. I love you. (GOD)

I am asking God what to tell you, what to talk about because I want to uplift and encourage you.

We want you to know that the mistakes you have made do not render you valueless. We want you to know and believe that you are priceless. In God’s eyes, you are worth as much to him as Jesus is, and to Jesus you were worth trading His place in Heaven to take your place in Hell. Yes, because of who He is he did not stay there, but, HE loved you enough to go through/feel/experience every sin. To die. To be judged in your place and take your place in Hell.

Because of that, you now have the right to go into the presence of God as a rightful son/daughter. To have your requests be made known. To request and command miracles, healings. To spread hope and joy wherever you go. To proclaim peace over every place you lay your head.

We can never forget what Jesus saved us from because we fail Him. BUT, we must _not_ allow sin/satan/self to reduce our value, our worth, because when we allow that to happen we tell God his Sacrifice, His Son, was spent foolishly to buy something that is/was worthless.

You are not valueless. Take Faith, cling on to it. Do not let go. Acknowledge that God is……everything He said He is. He is right. We must admit (to the deepest part of out heart) that if HE says I am worth it, who am I to call God a liar.

And,Oh, how well I know how hard it is to accept that. Completely accepting this will shatter your world. You/We will have to completely rethink our world, rethink the impact we make on it.

We ARE world changers.    Because we are the carriers of the real power and presence of God.

Not because of anything we have done but because of what God, what Jesus has done for us.

Be willing to be broken, to fail, to grow, to change, to look beyond yourself and see what God wants you to see.

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No Insurance

As I was sitting down to read today this phrase caught my eye. No insurance.

Not insured. Having no one/nothing to cover/protect you in case of illness or loss. Merriam-Webster defines insurance as: the action or process of insuring or of being insured (assure: make safe) usually against loss or damage by a contingent event (as death, fire, accident, or sickness).

Having lost 2 homes to fire, automobiles to accidents and wages to being sick, the monetary value of insurance has been proven.

But what about my soul? What insurance do I have against the arrows and stones thrown at me in anger by co-workers, parents, children? What safety do I have when I have to let my children grow up and begin to live lives without me? Who protects my soul, my heart, when my love dies, is shattered and relationships I have valued end? Where do I turn for help? Who knows me? Who cares? And, if they care can I trust them?

Who has proven true?

Parents, fail and die. Spouses and children the same. Best friends, try, but can’t always be there nor do they always understand. Who knows? Who understands? Who will protect me? Who will grieve with me? Who will never fail me, never leave me?

In my life there have been very few people who have always been there. Mostly, because I wouldn’t let them. I thought I was the only person I could trust. And even I, failed myself. So, what now? Just give in and die? Stop feeling? Don’t associate with other people? Don’t allow anyone to become important? Stop living? Just exist? Even that doesn’t work. Tried it. Failed.

Who could love me? Who could love me past the barriers, the walls, that I put up? It sounds so trite, so stupid to say it but the reality is, only Jesus could. Only Jesus did.

I called on him because I felt I had lost everything. I had 2 children, was in the highest paying job I’d ever had, was independent, almost everything looked like it was going right. Yet I was plagued with depression, bouts of uncontrollable rage, sexual addictions, suicidal thoughts. Yet, I remembered.

I remembered, at the age of 16 making a deal with God. I had just been in a service where God Moved, where I was prophesied over and I had become completely honest with God. I told Him, “ God, I know what’s waiting for me outside of this building, the depression, the anger and God I don’t want to go to Hell. If I leave this building I’ll go right back to being depressed again. Kill me now, kill me tonight. I don’t want to go to hell. I don’t want to fail you.”

There were mornings I would wake up and hurt because it hadn’t gone away, the anger, the depression. Looking back, I can see myself holding on to that promise. Clinging to the wisp of a promise that I would not fail, that God would not fail, that I would not die as broken as I felt. I held tight, so tight, to that promise, that assurance from God. I always knew He was there. I was just afraid.

One day I had enough. I said, “I can’t go on.” I was working 10 hour shifts every Sunday. My parents had my children in church and I would drive past this one church at 6:30 every Sunday night. One day I said “I can’t do it anymore” and pulled in to the church. Song service was over, the preaching had begun and I slid into the furtherest back seat I could find and broke. For four Sundays I did this. I ended up at the altar, alone, just me and God. Just me and God. No prayer warriors, no pastor, no friends or family. Me and God. As I look back on the years since then, the greatest times of turmoil were when I relied on people. Good people, People who would feel incredibly hurt if they realized how they failed me. Whenever I forget that my insurance (my protection, my safety) is only in God, whenever I put more trust in people than in God, my life fails.

My life has changed so much. When I tell people what I used to be like, no one believes me. But I remember. I was bankrupt, I had no value, no resources. I constantly took and was never able to give. Now I know who my source is, who my best friend is. He has walked with me every moment of every day of my life. Even when I refused to see Him. He has never failed me.

Place your trust in Jesus. Make Him your only source of insurance. He will never fail. He will show you who he made you to be. Don’t cling so tight to who you think you are that you never become who you can be. Let God show you who you truly are, beneath the lies, the anger, the hurt, the empty shell. Let God restore in you the value you were created to have. Be honest with Him. Tell him, “Whatever it takes, Lord. I want to be different. I can’t do this anymore.”