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Nothing Ordinary about this One...

Peter wrote of Jesus in his first letter that, "He committed no sin and no deceit was found in His mouth." Jesus stated several times in the Gospels that He only came to do or say what He heard the Father say...meaning if no deceit was found in Jesus' mouth, than no deceit is found in the Father's mouth.  In Revelation 12:10 Satan is called "the accuser of the saints." His job is to rob, steal, kill and destroy. There is no truth in him.  There is a clear distinction between these two worlds. Truth - lies. Life abundant - death. Love - hatred. Grace - accusation.  Purposed identity - useless existence. Transformation - stagnancy. Hope - hopelessness. The difference is screamingly obvious. I've known love from the One and known torment from the other. Why, then, do we (I) spend so much of our waking moments attributing the attributes of Satan to the Father and vice versa? Why do we day after day choose to believe that the lies are truth and the truth

Wings of the Wind

He makes the clouds His chariot    and rides on the wings of the wind. He makes winds His angels,    flames of fire His servants.              ~Psalm 104:3-4 I love the majesty of God displayed in Psalm 104. There is none like Him. All of creation is under His gracious sovereignty. Sometimes I like to read this Psalm aloud to Him in worship of His...bigness! Verses 3-4 in particular caught my attention this week. What if these verses are literal, and not figurative? What if every time we feel the wind it is the effect of God riding by on the wings of His angels? If He holds the universe in His hands, it makes sense to me that I should be able to feel Him within the physical universe. I think it's easy sometimes to lock God in to only being a spiritual entity. But, He created the physical, which means that He is able to interact with us in physical, tangible experiences. If nothing else, these verses have heightened my imagination and I've found myself thinking twice about a se

Correction

I'm in between a promise and the fulfillment in the place called process. I've been in this place called process for several years now. The longer it lasts, the more impossible the fulfillment becomes and the more difficult it is to believe that God will bring it. I would love to say that I have great faith and believe wholeheartedly He will do what He has spoken in my life. But, sadly, more often than not I find myself, like Sarah, laughing in doubt due to the circumstances that surround me. This has been one of those weeks. It has been a week filled with doubt and confusion. It has been a week where I have harbored thoughts set against His faithfulness. My mind has been allowed to conquer what I know to be true in my heart about His goodness and ability to do the impossible.  Last night, in a moment of hurt, unbelief and anger I told a friend that I feel like God has betrayed me...I don't think there is any statement more whiny than that! I fell asleep in a pout. When I

Like A Child

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Earlier today I saw a father and a son shopping for a gift that, I'm assuming, was for the wife/mother. The son was maybe 4 years old - sweetly energetic and full of questions. Every few seconds I heard, "Daddy ______?   Can I have ______, Daddy? Daddy, how does ______ work? Daddy, how much does this cost? Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Now, I, as the onlooker found this little guy to be wonderful...in my 1.4 minutes that I had to stand there and listen to his constant line of questioning. The father, on the other hand whom I assume hears this 24/7, was slightly less engaged by the high-pitched squealing of this tot. He would answer with a shrug, a grunt, a murmur...half paying attention, trying to accomplish the task for which he came.  Sometimes, this is how I feel God must respond to me. I am FILLED with questions. I learn through questions. I thrive through questions. I've had many thoughts over the years that have questioned whether I drive God crazy with my unending que