Reputation There goes the lie on spindly legs. It crawls about trying to find a route out of the doubts that it may not be who it seems. The Lie: We must protect Reputation - at all cost: kill if you must steal, fight and cuss. But don't let out the truth of what it is... Constructed to please the crowd now a monster too proud to be cowed by humilty. Knees stiffened back straight eyes fixed on success' frivolities. Now it goes through the door Head held high headed for the gate that leads straight to hades. Humility stand just a way off, waiting for those who seek, waiting for those who are meek.
Sping of Living Water The Spring of living water tramples the dust, makes it nothing. That which was a cloud of doom, doomed to be no more. Heal me with water that springs into a fountain and floods the wasteland. Shower me with the tears of the storm, that revive the sould and give life. When uncertainty rises over the horizon to exact its revenge then the water rushes through, sweeps it out of view. Spring forth, and make all things new.
There are times when we need to remember to look beyond the now to the truth of what has always been. So, here are eight way to rethink, and eight encouragements for any situation.
Don’t make yourself small to fit into someone else’s plan
You will shine the brightest once you have learned how to navigate those dark places
You do not fit where you are and so that is where you belong
You can only be a victim if that is the story you sell to yourself
You have to be ready to receive the table that God has prepared for you
Being stuck forces you to get stronger to push those stones out of your way
Hard times are the best times because they challenge how you think so you can finally make real that potential that’s been waiting in the wings.
Changing your location does not solve your problems only you can decide when there are no problems only opportunities.
Your thoughts impact your quality of life
Convicted I feel disturbed. No perturbed. And cannot get no peace. Even in this moment I seek some relief. I know I am not forsaken but somehow... but this bile rising cannot be mistaken for the bickle I had partaken. No. I feel the burden weighed down with guilt pricked in the heart I dear not fall asleep. Instead I must go forth to change this thing take out the sting so I can be forgiven.
I felt the stab sharper than the sword that knows no limit the sword of the Spirit. I am weak! I cried and fell to my knees. Sufficient He is so here I will rest awhile, while He carries me. A burden too great for anybody else. I will lay here on this table here so while He puts me back together again removes the thorn tormenting me. What if I cried into laughing knowing there is power in my weakness?
Children of the Day For you are all children of light children of the day you cannot be swayed by what they have to say. Though they revel in your temporary dismay you are not delayed unjustly, but the evil ways they choose will lead them astray. Within you no dark places no unbroken spaces to let the darkness in. So shine in every corner your light that sustains the beauty of the day.
Every Blooming Thing. Every blooming thing is a treasure and all must grow and thrive nothing must be left below they must sway and dance day and night. Every blooming thing has beauty natural and not contrived spreading wide enough to gather all the bouncing shining lights. Every blooming thing must produce their talents must be used to give love and life and so be profuse. Every blooming thing must live so all their talents they can give to those weary beaten broken souls who need their fragrance to forgive!