"You" Are Your Greatest Stronghold...

During the" 21-Day Fast" of the beginning of the year, many have joined- in to fasting corporately at church. I'm certain that majority of them fasted for divine breakthroughs: praying for financial prosperity, for jobs, weight loss, restoration from physical infirmities & depression, a strengthened marital vows, more time for family ties and for our nation to be united with one God, one Cross and one Way to Salvation: that is Jesus Christ who died for all of us. The greatest Commission that every born-again Christian should take part  is in spreading the Message of the Cross.

All of these petitions God heard all of them. But we have to understand that God's timing is perfect. He has an appointed time ; the fullness of His time to every heart's desire. It's not that we don't deserve the healing  and His promises but it's all a part of His plan for the greater cause of His kingdom. Our faith and sense of gratitude and faithfulness should not be encumbered by doubts or vexed in waiting for God's answer. How we cling to God's Word should be a way of life. Forget outside influences. Your greatest stronghold should be of one that edifies and magnifies God's omniscience, omnipotence and omnipresence Power that exudes His light from within us.

Thus, while fasting, the Holy Spirit has led me to watch SonLife Broadcasting Ministry. I knew that it was that appointed time for me to know Him more. And to do that, what is more transforming than learning in depth what the Message of the Cross really is and that SBN teaches the truth about it? I knew I was done watching messages of encouragement. And I am now yearning for more dispensation of the Gospel of Jesus Christ that was never the intention of some preachers that I subscribe. They just preach what the Church members want to hear in order not to lose their membership. Where's the divine calling there if you're afraid to lose members and you're spineless to preach what needs to be heard? Remember that one day we will all be judged before God for what we've done here on earth. More accountability, I believe, if you're preaching at the altar. You are supposed to lead your flock fearlessly to the message of the cross because that's where all groundwork of Jesus has laid out--our eternal salvation.

Every preacher, minister, evangelist, priest that is called to preach the real doctrine of Jesus Christ should have that audacity to proclaim what they're called for. Not a dissipating comfort for their own gain but the real grit that penetrates and revolutionizes hearts and minds from bondages of deception. I long for every Christian to read and meditate on the Word of God, the Holy Bible. So each of us can know that what we're hearing from our spiritual leaders behind the pulpit is from the God of the Bible or not. That is our core responsibility as a new creation in Him...to know the truth, and the cloaks of unrighteousness.

Isn't being free, unclutched and detached from myths, bondages from our own wrong perceptions because  what we've allowed such intrusions to invade our minds, the real deal of spiritual growth? If you're in church every Sunday and what you're ingesting or even engulfing is baby's milk. What do you then? Do you leave the church, pray for your Pastor to be more Spirit-led preacher or talk to him about it? If you ask me, I'll employ all of the above measures. But firstly, I have to take this upon the Lord in Prayer.

"Dare To Dream Again..." ~Dr. Mike Murdock"

"Wake up the dreamer within you. Stop looking at where you have been and start looking at where you are going. Tomorrow is not here yet. Birth it. Seasons change, but God promises to you have not changed. Your miracle is just ahead. Your mind is your world." Mike Murdock

My Favorite Google Plus Pic... Today



 

"In our grief, we find purpose... In our suffering, we find significance. Still, sometimes the pain goes on..."


Today, my heart cuddles to the best memories I have for my late dad and my brother Romeo. I never questioned God's will for their lives to be with the Lord so soon (I thought) for I know that His plans are perfect. I just wished that I've told them how much they mean to me when they were both still alive. With that thought, I tell my sons how much I love them every I chance I get; and that everyday of my life is a living testimony of how God's grace continues to guide me to be a better mother to them.

My Spring Break is almost over. What I've  accomplished is just a little over that 50% of what I've set. It felt like it's placid mediocrity on my part. But then again, over fifty percent is remarkable, to some degree. I even have a burst blood vessel in my right eye that happened yesterday morning. That means, I would have to dare myself to go outside my home. The thing is, there's nothing I can do for it to go away instantly. It has to heal by itself and that would mean a week or less. I'll take the latter.

Well...Today, in-between rests, I close my eyes and just quiet my mind to good remembrances: some in longer periods, but some, I have to quicken my heart to forget; and the rest, I give them to God for there are some memories that my carnal understanding can't seem to settle. And only God can do the healing of the past.

At the end of the day, we are all faced with mind-game upheavals or spiritual clarity. With all the bombardment of social media, issues and disentanglement from the truth of God's Word, whose mind wouldn't be rattled and your heart in dismay?Again.. I'm profoundly taking the latter choice. For God is a God of Order not Confusion. I keep on forgetting that life is all making the right moves, the right choices with His Holy Spirit guiding you. This Spring Break, I believe that I'm in the spirit of  embracing new hopes and dreams that are within reach.
"All things are possible with God."

Happy Thursday, the 13th.

"Your Inspiration Lies Within You..."

I thank God for who I am and my spiritual journey with Him:




Organizing; de-cluttering; tidying; & discarding things that no longer serve me--is my sole Spring goal this week. Many of my colleagues, friends and co-teachers with their families that I know are out- of-town visiting love ones and I'm happy for them. I'm sure I'll be listening to their vacation stories which are worth sharing to my heart's content.

For the meantime, my nourishment of happiness and joy lies on how much I've read, written, listened and acted upon what I'm striving for: a real sanctuary for my thoughts to flow and strut to the keyboard.  Then the heart of writing can begin to be musical, figurative, and transforming...But first, my writing space must be clutter-free so my heart's soul be singing...life is an Art and I'm the Architect of making it stupendous, marveling...

As millions of bloggers and writers strive for a book deal or how to pitch for a publication, I'm just here to know what humanity in writing means to readers and foremost, to myself... I'm trying to dig deeper what most readers are inclined to read. And I found out that sharing new hopes and how that strings to faith is noteworthy. Real people still exist. They could "sniff" what you're made of as a writer no matter how you wear your cloak of impersonation. And that makes my heart to a flutter because I seem to have readers that know what to click among all my posts. That is alluring in itself--and has become my precious, guiding muse in writing.

Of course, how I wish that at this very moment that I'm barefoot strolling a sandy beach at dawn, picking shells for souvenirs. But I guess, I'll leave that run my imagination for the next season although that is not a ridiculous whim in Texas where you can "meet the sun, the sky, the clouds and my favorite, the stars"...almost halfway. Doesn't the weather acting gullible this winter? Absolutely. Just learn how to dance with it.

This is not a contrived desire, (strolling in the beach) It is how fertile and rich your imagination can go beyond. Let it amuse you Today...Let's not forget that even God wants to grant our heart's desire. Just be careful what you wish for, though. I know mine has been granted--a great metaphor for what I'm made of...!

Thanks for reading & You Take care Always.

Have a Blessed Wednesday

The Lord's Prayer

                                  



                                  
                                  
                                    The Lord's Prayer

                                                     Matthew 6:9-13 (KJV)

                                                   Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.
                                                  Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
                                                  Give us this day our daily bread.
                                                  And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
                                                 And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is
                                                 the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen'.

"And What Frames Your Mind, Today?"

Flowers, especially roses always bring that essence of love that is worth celebrating in all ages and for all seasons...

Its beauty is what it is: empowering. I was so close to behold it with my heart and eyes. Put it on my bucket list--for now.



Scintillating; both, the image & its message... What would I do without a fiery imagination? It's what makes life more of a reverie, breathes of hope. Artful, poetic and springy!

"In Observance of Spring..."

"In a world saturated with social media and unlimited interruptions," I tend to struggle focusing what's in front of me. I find myself complaining of things that didn't go my way; places I should have visited and people I should have "gotten off my wagon" long time ago. And so I thought I failed miserably. Deep regrets for what it feels like  half of my existence is scattered, squandered, and deferred. For this, I only have myself to blame and for that, I owe myself a 360 degree- turnaround. With God, all things are possible. From hereon, I don't want anything or anybody outside His will.

As a child of the most high God, I am gifted with the anointing of the Holy Spirit. The Lord pours out His oil of anointing unto us so that we could have authority over sickness, addiction, grief and evil doctrines. I've eluded myself this truth about His Power in me. But I'm here now ready to seek His face and reach His hand. Let that be your Spring breakthrough as it is with me.

There is always Hope. Believe it and Have a little faith--even just as small as the "mustard seed."


You Take Care Always

Have a Blessed Sunday