It always amazes me when I see competition among believers.
I’m not talking about healthy competitions that compares with the disciples desire to be valued in the eyes of Christ.
Some of that can spur us to greatness as we leave our laziness, apathy and fears and hunger to succeed in the Kingdom of God.
I’m talking about the raw, unheeded ambition of the carnal mind.
That desire to be great that is embraced with the hands of greed that will strangle anyone who dares to challenge.
I’m talking about that ugly, adulterated, sinful lust for power, position and prestige that is bred in the bed of jealousy, envy and pride.
When this epitome of nasty nature raises its eyes to take hold of a prize, never realizing the price paid for what is coveted…
The disasters that follow are both heart wrenching and horrifying.
No one knows the anguish filled steps that led to the other man’s mountaintop.
No one knows the sorrow that held that woman’s hand on her journey to success.
No one knows the torment of her nightmares that she finally turned into the dream.
Never suspire another man’s gain before you realize the price he paid.
You shall notcovet your neighbor’s house; you shall notcovet your neighbor’s wife, nor his male servant, nor his female servant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that is your neighbor’s.
Exodus 20:17
Now may the God of patience and comfort grant you to be like-minded toward one another, according to Christ Jesus…
You say you love me, and my heart twists in a knot.
Butterflies fly and my head is light.
My mind wants to believe, but my heart has been deceived.
So, I pray your words are true while I doubt their veracity.
I find myself desperate for your affections, yet shielding my emotions.
I hear myself reply to your promises with longings of my own,
Yet, I don’t trust you to be faithful.
I don’t trust you to be true.
Why does my heart twist and turn and refuse to accept yours?
Why does my heart twist and turn your words to mean ill-will to mine?
Oh God, forgive my betrayal.
Please, forgive my unbelief.
You are my Creator, my Source, my eternal King.
You are the mender of my heart, untwist this vile thing.
Return me to my first love, and purify my soul to sing.
Penned – MG – 6/13/22
The heart isdeceitfulaboveallthings, And desperately wicked; Who can know it?
Jeremiah 17:9
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me hear joy and gladness, That the bones You have broken may rejoice. Hide Your face from my sins, And blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, And renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me away from Your presence, And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, And uphold me by Your generous Spirit.
How do you react when your life is being stretched like a rubber band?
Whine, Rage, Hide, Distract, Bite and Rile
Laugh, Rest, Sing, Worship, Serve and Smile
What you find yourself doing in the middle of the storm can determine your promotion or demotion at it’s end.
You will destroy and kill, or you will lead and make a friend.
The choice is yours.
Penned – MG – 6/13/22
But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.
Isaiah 64:8
And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make.
When you’re grouching on your son, but really, you’re grouchy because you’re still seething from the argument with your man.
When you’re snappy with the cashier, but really, you’re wanting to snap at your little girl who accidentally spilt the chips in aisle 3.
When you’re ill with your neighbor, but really, you’re grouchy because the car seat got ripped; you spilled your coffee, and you just dropped your keys while your arms are full.
February… Oh, how it begins the painful dance of my heart each year.
It’s not that I’m angry. It’s not that I’m hating what I see. It’s just a longing within my once little girl heart that will never be fulfilled.
The beautiful pictures plastered all over social media bring sweet memories never beheld. Precious relationships promising treasured protection and defense for all her days.
His large frame casts a shadow not of harm or destruction but of love and nurture. Her petite form is sheltered, cherished and adored. They stand in parade for all to appreciate and celebrate.
I am thankful for his place in her life. I am grateful for her desire for his strength and fortitude. I truly am.
Yet, my heart breaks time and again for the wee little one standing at the door, her packed bags awaiting his never return. She forms her own dance, spinning, twirling, hoping for his hand; yet, he never extends it.
Someway, somehow, she makes it to the One who holds the key. With tears streaming, hopes shattered and dreams crushed, He takes her into His arms, and swirls her life into a new masquerade where she can smile again and forever more be held where she always wished to be. ❤️
The Lord your God in your midst, The Mighty One, will save; He will rejoice over you with gladness, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.
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