I Don’t Receive That

I Don't Receive That

Yesterday was my first official day of school and I can’t say that I missed it! This school year is one with a lot of moving parts, as I have to keep up with application deadlines and projects, all while maintaining stellar grades. Anyway, I had a great post, ready to go this morning, until Satan decided to send me a message…

I was brushing my teeth and combing my hair like normal people, when I started having images of flunked tests, fear and failure. Quickly, I had to put Satan in his defeated place, out of my life and remind him of his untimely fate. Never before have I had Him directly afflict me in that way. Yes, people would irritate me. Yes, situations would discourage me. But, those were all indirect sources of evil.

Satan in his end reign is getting bold and we as Christians, have to get even bolder! He is destroying everything in his path and trying with all his might to rope us into his rapidly sinking boat. When Satan sends you a message saying, “You aren’t going to make it through the class, health report, financial strain, family dysfunction etc.”, don’t hit ignore, say “I don’t receive that, Satan. It is written… and my Redeemer lives!

I am expecting an amazing year of prosperity as Satan can only factor lies from the truth. He is too incompetent to think for himself, so he takes all of God’s original information and duplicates it with his trademark, switching love for hate, joy for sadness, stress for peace. 2 Corinthians 10:4-5, was not written as a mistake. Matthew 4 (when Jesus was tempted in the wilderness) is not a filler story. God knew that Satan would tempt us and because of that He gave us tools to bind the enemy AND a story of someone who successfully did.

Satan may talk, but you don’t have listen…

Until Sunday,

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Face the Music

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Yes, that is my hand. No, it is not bruised. Yes, it washed off. Hopefully, I answered all questions! Oh, and it is maker by the way, I was doing some DIY tie-dye for my sketchbook…

Although, school doesn’t officially start till next Wednesday (ages away, I know), today I had to get books and attend to other school related matters. Subconsciously, I was dreading school and getting back into the hustle and bustle. And instead of facing those fears like the Child of God I am, I was hiding…

We are not meant to be cowards to fear and Satan. God wants us to face tribulations –whether it be Crayola marker wars or crazy schemes from Lucifer, head on with His airtight armor. Natural wars often leave us with a lifetime of physical and emotional scars, that some (unfortunately) are never able to recover from. Supernatural wars, on the other hand leave us with a lifetime of experiences and testimonies.

Honestly, this entire year has felt like a supernatural war for me! It is so much easier to ignore trials as if they aren’t happening to you. Ignore hurt feelings as if they aren’t bothering you. Ignore fear as if it isn’t screaming at you.

I love how in Daniel, when Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were checked on the next morning after being thrown in the fiery furnace, the King, “discovered that the fire hadn’t so much as touched the three men—not a hair singed, not a scorch mark on their clothes, not even the smell of fire on them” (Daniel 3:27 MSG). And because God works miracles in any weather, I am also fond of this line, “ But the Israelites walked right through the middle of the sea on dry ground, the waters forming a wall to the right and to the left.” (Exodus 14:29 MSG)

With God, no matter the weather or temperature of the fire or waters we pass through, we always come through completely clean…

Bringing this post home, my hands came out about 97.13% clean with a little soap and a lot of scrubbing! Meaning, I was left with about 2.87% of marker residues in the grooves and curves of my hand. But what is even more impressive (besides my superb mathematical skills) is that with God, not even the tiniest bit of evidence from trials remains in our lives.

So go ahead, strap on the full Armor of God and strike down whatever mountain is staring you in the face, with God’s Word. Face the music of victory and no matter what happens, “just keep on dancing.”*

*P.S. Two things really quick!

  1. Although, I would love to take credit for those last four lines, I can’t! This is the original quote from the movie, Jumping the Broom: “Life is like a disco. No matter how the music changes, you just keep on dancing.”
  2. I apologize for rambling, but I am confident that if I needed this today, then maybe you did too!

Until Sunday,

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Throne Room

Throne Room

Since my drawing skills is still a work in progress, I am going to stick to writing and try to put words to a vision I had! Oh and as a warning, this one is a little on the long side…

Life has left you broken and destitute both physically and emotionally. Your family has abandoned you and your tattered clothes are a stark reminder of just how unworthy of The Kings’ presence you are. But, at the end of your ropes, you reach the door of the Throne Room and swing it open with the little strength and faith you have left. As you enter you are completely taken a back by the serenity saturating  the atmosphere and then left gasping when you see pictures of you all around. Hanging from glass stained windows are pictures of you from various stages of your life. You, taking your first breath. You, as a beaming toddler. You, as a boisterous teen. You, as a busy adult. You’re amazed at how God has seemed to have kept a better record of your life than you have. Gathering yourself, you continue to make the trek to The King’s Throne, with streaks of blues, reds and purples accompanying your face from the stained glass windows. As if they were keyed in to your movements, angels suddenly break into a gloriously beautiful sound up above, in a balcony, that boasts calligraphic writing noting, “Where love and mercy reign forever…”. Your ears have never heard such delightful and delicate songs! The combination of their voices and the lyrics they sing is overwhelming, like a bright winter sun. Becoming accustomed to the stained glass and angels singing, your eyes wander a little below the balcony of belting angels to which a magnificent waterfall goes up and down, down and up, cycling water throughout the entire floor of the room. Water flows from the waterfall in swirls and is moved toward the top of the stair case pooling there, before trickling down the staircase landing and finding its way into the tiles of the floor, of which you now see water flowing underneath your feet but do not feel it. After observing everything and everybody else in the room, your eyes finally rest on two important people, whom you and everything you have seen could not exist without…The King and His Son. Seated at the right hand of His Father, Jesus gracefully gets up and walks to meet you on your walk to Him. He has tears in His eyes and as He comes closer He lifts a hand to steady your trembling body. And with his other hand he wipes the tears from your eyes with tissues that God gave Jesus before approaching you. All you can say is, “Jesus”, to which Jesus gives you a warm smile and says, “Yes, I am here.” God gives an order to the choir of angels and they begin singing another lovely tune. Jesus takes your hand and leads you back up the steps. He orders one of the angels to pull up a chair next to His for you and tells you to take your rightful place. “We’re so glad to have you here!”, Jesus exclaims.

Now, when we get to Heaven, the Throne Room may or may not look like what I have just described. And since I don’t know anybody who has been to Heaven and back that can confirm or deny my depiction of the Throne Room, I am going to stick with the fact that I’ve never seen anything like what I saw in my vision and that it had to be God drawing this magnificent portrait in my head.

And since all the lines are probably blurring together at this point from all the reading, I’ll spare you anymore discomfort and refrain copying and pasting Hebrews 4:14-16 on here! Thanks for reading till the end and hopefully, you were able to see as I saw…

 

Until Thursday,

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SCOPE

SCOPE

  • “Everything of God gets expressed in him, so you can see and hear him clearly. You don’t need a telescope, a microscope, or a horoscope to realize the fullness of Christ, and the emptiness of the universe without him. When you come to him, that fullness comes together for you, too. His power extends over everything.” – Colossians 2:9-10
  • Dictionary.com defines scope as the “extent or range of view, outlook, application, operation, effectiveness, etc.”

At this point, you have probably realized that the topic of discussion today is…SCOPE. Not a scoop of ice cream or buttercream frosting –which would by delightful by the way, but scope.

We use various types of scopes in our everyday lives. Whether it be a cousin of the scope family, like glasses or a son of the scope family, like telescopes. Glasses and telescopes allow people to do two very important things 1) see clearly and 2) see things that the naked eye cannot. If I see the sun as purple through my glasses, then I am going to believe it, because it is by my glasses that I view things. If I see a rainbow-colored star in the sky through a telescope, then I am going to believe it, because it is the telescope that frames my outlook.

Satan and this world are always trying to give us various scopes to see life through. Negativescope. Stressoscope. Unforgivescope. Sinoscope. And the list goes on. But not being outdone in anything, God has his own set of scopes that are more powerful than Satan and his demonic puppets could ever fathom creating. Positivescope. Peaceoscope. Forgivescope. Freeoscope. And the list also goes on.

Every morning we have a choice of which scope to see life through. The fullness of Jesus lives in us, meaning that everything He is, we are! He is healed, so we are healed. He is blessed, so we are blessed. He is whole, so we are whole. Don’t let Satan tell you anything to the contrary!

What scope have you been looking at life through?

Until Sunday,

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Laugh It Off

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Shake it off! What a popular statement that we probably have heard or said ourselves more times than we can count! The phrase stands the test of time because there is so much truth in it. When bad or unfavorable things happen, we should not carry them, but get rid of them…immediately.

There are a lot of ways to remove things from your life. You can shake them off. Drop them off. Cut them off. Or even burn them off. However, I think the most rewarding and effective way is to, laugh them off. I see it like this: Whatever happened, happened and time will never be reversed. So, I might as well find some humor in it!

Last Friday, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and I will admit that. I really was just a sitting target for funky frosty flakes and some miffed milk. And being the opportunist that he is, Satan acted quickly and the next thing I knew I had to apologize to my family for irritable demeanor and actions. I assure you I am putting all my business out  there for a good reason…

Fast forward a couple hours later and my 7 year old little sister asks our mom this ironic question: “Mommy, what is strife?” To which my mom replied, “Strife is what Kaylah* was in earlier.” Now, it wasn’t a good feeling to realize that I had succumbed to emotionalism and for that I am deeply sorry. However, laughing at the joke my mother made, severed the ability of Satan to condemn me later. I said my apologies to my family and I made my amends with God…there is no record of it!

Hopefully, there are some things in your life, that you can laugh off and take them as learning experiences. As long as we remain honest in our imperfection and repent for our mistakes, we are still in the clear with God and out of the red with Satan.

A laugh a day, keeps the Accuser away! When was the last time you laughed?

Until Thursday,

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* Kaylah and I are the same person. My parents hardly ever call me Vivian and if they do, I’m in an immeasurable amount of trouble!

 

Keys of Life

Keys of Life

Now, what is a lock without a key? We can have thousands of new beginnings but if we don’t know how to access them, they are useless.

Life is much like and consists of many doors! We use doors for both leaving and entering places of residence and work. However, beyond natural doors lie spiritual ones, such as peace and provision. And much like our homes, spiritual doors have locks as well. Everyday, we must walk through both natural and spiritual doors.

There are only two keys in life, of which we can only use one…Faith or Fear. We can’t operate by both, just like we can’t serve God and Satan. When tribulations afflict us, we are led to spiritual doors and given both faith and fear as individual keys to open the same lock. Say you applied for a job/internship and for whatever reason, your application was denied. I would say that is a pretty real threat of failure! And like any other obstacle in life, you are faced with a door and two options. To either a) enter by faith –speaking that God will provide and has a greater plan, Philippians 4:19 or b) enter by fear –speaking that God will not provide and does not have a greater plan, Luciferians 19:4. Luciferians is Satan’s book of lies…

In this life, there is no neutral ground. We are either 100% for Christ by faith or 100% for Satan by fear. You don’t have to be a santanic enthusiast to serve Satan. Taking Satan’s lies to heart instead of Jesus’ truth, grows just as the former from the same vine.

This morning we were all faced with spiritual doors of some sort and only you can say what key –faith or fear– you used. However, the amazing thing about God is that He is The Maker of second chances. God’s deepest desire is to see us prosper and be who He created us to be. It is comforting to know that The Creator of the universe is rooting for us!

My faith keys are jingling…what about yours?

Until Thursday,

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New Beginnings

New Beginnings

Getting all four of my wisdom teeth removed last Friday left me in a rather painfully peculiar position. And somehow, in between moments of mental insanity (thanks to the strong painkillers) and excruciating pain, I was able to take a walk of reflection through my life.

Most people would probably contend that fresh starts come from drastic changes such as a new year, new job, new relationship or new location. And though those things often bring a breathe of positive energy, they aren’t the only method. January 1, is just one of the 365 clean slates we receive from God, within every year of our lifetimes. Everyday is essentially…a new beginning.

Given my condition, I was quite still and that afforded more than enough time to overanalyze my life. As if I wasn’t feel bad enough already! However, after I planned and attended my own pity party, it was like God came to me and said, “Are you finished? Because I have a few things to talk to you about…” And talk He did!

Instead of rehashing the past, God showed me how to get past it. In my morphine induced sleep sessions, He gave me peace about a lot of things in my life, like the ones I knew I was struggling with and even a few that I wasn’t aware still needed some TLC. We all know that one thing that in our minds is water under the bridge, but in our hearts is definitely carved in stone. Yep, that thing (regret, hurt, person)…

Still and quiet time with God, no matter what lands us there –difficult circumstances, difficult people or even difficult oral procedures– is time for us shut off all other voices and harken to The Only Voice that matters. In our meetings with Him, what I like to call Moments With The Maker, we allow God to bestow on us, the things we are lacking and grow in us, the things that should be thriving.

It feels good to be free. Free from the past, present and future. My face doesn’t look like pickles and for once, I’m truly training my eyes to see life through the silver-lined sunglasses that Jesus sacrificed so much for me to obtain. From my view, I see new beginnings!

What does life look like from your view?

P.S. Although, I typically try to refrain from using the word “thing” excessively, this post is the exception to that. Hopefully, you can make this post a little more personal to you by replacing the generic words with ones that pertain to your life.

Until Sunday,

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Mental Nests

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Happy Thursday the 13th! Thanks to all those whose love and support have remained constant throughout these last 9 months!

One of Satan’s most cunning tools is the nesting of our feelings AKA The Snowball Effect, in which we often continue to stack on pines of pain, shrubs of shame, grass of guilt and stones of stress into one giant mental nest. Mental nests that we not only carry around in our minds, but also allow to control our outlook on life.

There are two interesting things about natural nests:

  1. Nests take days to build, and mere moments to destroy.
  2. The scent of humans and other disturbances will often cause some birds to abandon their nests.

Satan in the spiritual realm acts a lot like birds in the natural realm. He spends weeks, months and even years constructing mental strongholds in our minds, but in one moment, they can be dissipated. He will also abandon us when the scent of Jesus radiates through our lives. I can’t speak for everyone, but being rejected by Satan sounds like an excellent thing to me!

Although, Satan will tell us that we will never be free our current way of thinking, he is an absolute liar. The day we are free from the spirit of emotionalism and the accumulation of negative feelings, is the day we choose to redeem our freedom that has already been paid in full by Jesus. Now, the process of retraining our thinking and lives will take some time. The birds do not stop flying around your house, just because you destroyed one nest, they continue to fly around looking to build a new nest close by.

Satan is constantly searching for a way to infiltrate our lives. As long as we reside on earth, he will never stop afflicting us. However, we are comforted by The Creator, loved by The Son and guided by The Holy Spirit. Talk about a relentless clique, that we have eternal open access to!

Until Sunday,

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Another Shot

Another Shot

Although Christmas is the day where we receive and give the most gift, it is the only time we are given presents. By definition, according to Merriam Webster’s Dictionary, a gift is “something voluntarily transferred by one person to another without compensation. Voluntarily transferred by one person to another without compensation. We neither pay for nor earn anything from God. All of His gifts and blessings have everything to do with who He is, and little to do with what we have done.

A couple mornings ago, I was just  thinking about Lamentations 3:22-23, and how everyday, I get a fresh dose of grace, love and mercy…straight from Heaven. However, like God’s most important gift ever, salvation through Jesus, we can’t sense His gifts with our natural 5 senses. Grace doesn’t come to us as care package on our doorsteps. Love doesn’t show up as extra sugar in our morning coffee. And mercy doesn’t greet us as we prepare for a new day.

God’s gifts come in the form of every oxygen molecule we breathe in and the subsequent carbon dioxide ones we breathe out. It is the dawn of a new day and another chance to follow Him, who leads the way. It is the opportunity to shoot again, regardless of whether yesterday we shot a bullseye or a bullsnose.

Sometimes, when I ponder life, I think of how redundant and monotonous it can be. Work. School. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. I think of how we will never see another day of the week besides the 7 we already have. I think of how there will never be more than 12 months in a year. And then I think of all the things God can do in me, through me and for me, in those never- changing 7 days, and 12 months. Friday coming will be better than Friday past, just as August coming will be better than August past. Why? Because God doesn’t operate by time, He operates by will. Will we receive His grace and walk in it? Will we receive His love and revel in it? Will we receive His mercy and move in it? Will we receive this new day and take another shot at it?

Until Sunday,

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Might as Well

Might as Well

Sometimes, life can bring us down to situations where we feel like there is no use in “trying again” or “getting up”. I call this the might as well mentality. It is a feeling of hopelessness that comes from an infamous ungodly philosopher that we know all too well, Lucifer.

The might as well mentality looks like the following:

Might as well…

  • …succumb to despondency because life has dealt you lots of lemons.
  • …give up because nothing has worked so far.
  • …blame everyone and everything else for your troubles.
  • …doubt God because he hasn’t fulfilled His promises like He promised.
  • …become a grouch because there is nothing to be happy about.

And the one that gets me every time:

…eat two cupcakes, because your calorie bank is overdrawn already.

God desires us to be nevertheless Christians, not might as well Christians. He wants us to push through uncomfortable situations and live life as if all of His promises have already fulfilled. We owe it to ourselves and God to praise Him and be overflowing with joy…no matter what our current and forever changing circumstances look like!

Until Thursday,

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