WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Worship music… there truly is nothing like it…
Glass
No matter how it is made or shaped, whether it is clear or colored, textured or smooth, it is still Glass, and Glass can break or it can be shattered. It is transparent, it is strong, it is versatile, but it is also vulnerable to conditions, situations and its handling… just like the heart.
When we are allowed to look into the heart, it is like looking into a glass prism, with all its facets and colors, its illusions and its realities. Whether we are looking into our own heart, or the heart of another, we choose to see what we want to see, and veil ourselves from really seeing what is truly there.
It is only by faith and with the love of God, that we can look into our heart of glass, and with courage look into our hidden chambers and face the truth of what is there.
When glass breaks or shatters it is impossible to repair or restore it to its original perfection. You can try to melt it down, and re-create it, but then that is what it will be… a re-creation without its original perfection.
And yet, only God can mend, repair, restore our heart and make it whole again; and only He can give us a new heart, even better than before… because He is God… and He knows just what the heart needs.
Glass, (I See You), was created to share the transparency of the heart being processed, healed, delivered, restored, and made anew by the love of God our Creator and His Son, Yeshua Messiah. With Holy Spirit as our Guide and Comforter, we take this journey together, to be transparent, to be honest; to be a testimony, for we truly are a work of God’s love in progress.
Psalm 139:13-14
New Living Translation (NLT)
13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
May 2012
THE SACRIFICE OF LOVE
Today was really rough. My child yelled at me today. Told me that it should’ve been me, not Dad in that car that crashed. It should have been me who died that day. I could see the anger about the whole thing… and I would be lying if I said that those words spoken in pain didn’t hurt my heart, because it did. But I knew that those words came out of a broken heart. Those words came out of the confusion and chaos that was now surrounding this child, who could not understand why… why did Dad have to die. I just held on to this child, who needed to know that I cared and that I understood, the pain, the hurt, the sorrow. I needed to reassure this hurting child that it would be alright, and that it was okay to feel these feelings, but we would get through them.
I tried not to cry, but the tears were there, the heartache was beginning, but I held onto my faith, and the strength that God instilled in me, so that even though I needed comfort for my heart, for my soul; even though I needed reassurance that it would truly be okay… my child’s comfort and peace of mind mattered more to me than my own.
I have come to realize that we make so many sacrifices in our lives for relationships, employment, society, and for family. And each sacrifice is never easy, but when you are holding the heart of a child in your heart, some sacrifices are just a given, given with unconditional love.
The greatest love is when one lays down their life for another; and most definitely… when we lay down our heart to comfort theirs. (John 15:13)
I AM ME ~
Most girls grow up dreaming of their wedding day. Most girls grow up dreaming about being a model or super model. Most girls grow up dreaming about having that perfect family life and all the great things it includes.
Hmmmmmm… but then again, I wasn’t like most girls… and I’m not like most women…I am unique, peculiar, fun, funny, passionate, compassionate and so much more… and I thank God, that He knows me better than I know myself, and He brings those into my life with like heart, like faith, like passion and like humor.
Psalm 139:13-14
New Living Translation (NLT)
13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
I will lift up my eyes to the hills
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow Your foot to be moved;
He who keeps You will not slumber
Behold He who keeps Israel shall neither slumber or sleep.
Psalm 121: 1-4
God’s Grace
By Your grace
You set me free,
With Your grace
You cover me,
In Your grace
I am secured,
For You my Lord,
are GRACE ASSURED.
I remember when I would come over to Grandmama’s house…she was the “best” cook, and she never kept a recipe, but everything was so delicious. She was a prayer warrior and would pray and fast for the family. She was smart and worked in accounting… she loved number crunching. She was a wonderful Grandmama… and I miss her so… loving you always and keeping you in my heart.
Because You Love Me
Me: Jesus?
Jesus: Yes?
Me: Do You love me?
Jesus: Yes I love you.
Me: I mean, do You really love me?
Jesus: Of course I really love you? Do You doubt My love for you?
Me: Well… I haven’t made great choices in my life. I hurt others because they hurt me. I have betrayed those close to me, because they betrayed me. I hated the ones, who were hateful to me. I guess You could say that “retaliation” was my weapon of choice to keep people outside my inner circle. I used it against them because they used, misused and abused me.
Jesus: Listen my child, I was there where you are. Betrayal, hurt, abandonment, hateful and vengeful people, in my life… but that didn’t stop me from fulfilling my purpose, for you… because I love you.
Me: How can you love me Jesus? I don’t even love me? What’s there to love about me? Me? The one who destroyed because of hate, the one who used drugs because I felt empty, the one who manipulated men because they hurt me so bad…. How can you love me Lord, when I am so unlovely?
Jesus: I love you with an everlasting love. A love that knows no bound; a love that heals and makes whole what was hurt and broken; a love that encourages and reminds you that I AM always there, even in the dark places… where no human may go, but I GO…. Because I love you.
I took the whippings and the beatings, so that you wouldn’t have to bear it.
I took the nails in my hands and feet, so you wouldn’t need to experience its piercing
I took the thorn of crowns upon my head so you wouldn’t feel its affliction
I took the ridicule, the humiliation, the condemnation so you wouldn’t have to know its affects.
I have gone to the depths of the earth, and the heights of the heavens because I LOVE YOU.
My precious blood poured out for you because I love you. It is that precious blood that washes you, cleans you, redeems you, keeps you, heals you, delivers you, makes you whole, makes you right because of love, not man’s love but my love, the love that is unconditional, limitless, is not judgmental, prejudice or is bound by legalism. I LOVE YOU my Beloved, and I always will…
I hold you in the palm of my hand and in the sanctuary of my heart… and nothing and no one will snatch you out of My hand or separate you from the love I have for you.
Do you believe me?
Me: Yes Lord, I believe you…
Jesus: Do you really believe me?
Me: Yes my Lord… I really do believe You. (smiling lovingly at Him)
Jesus: Then take my love that I have for you and share it with all. Testify of it. Be a witness to it. Bring it to the places where no one may choose to go, but I know you will, because I love you and I am in you…
Me: Yes Lord, send me, I am Yours… forever… because I love You,
But most importantly, BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME.
Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his HAND a live coal, which he had taken with the tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth with it and said, “Behold, this has touched your lips, your iniquity is taken away and your sin purged.” Isaiah 6:6-7
Purge my lips Lord, that I may speak life not death, blessing not cursing, joy not sadness, truth not lies, light not darkness~
