Can I let you in on a secret? If you have accepted Jesus as your Lord and Savior, you already have the best thing: Him. If you have yet to do so, let me let you in on another secret: Accepting Jesus as your Lord and Savior is the best thing you will ever do in this life. You will never regret it.
What I understand from the vision is that Living Word Church is an Ephesians 6 church. They are a people that are well equipped and ready for an intense game, more challenging. The challenge, however, means that Living Word Church is switching to an unfamiliar model, one that doesn’t necessarily make sense given the normal framework of how things “ought to be done.”
For many of us, it is common practice to wear masks. We put up facades that hide who we truly are. We smile when we want to cry, and we push people away when we want to be held. Because at the core of it, we have been so hurt by people and events that we are crippled by fear of vulnerability. We don’t know how to be vulnerable.
God is good, all the time. A constant lesson in my life, but the conclusion I have come to every time. I always thought I was really good at trusting God. From a young age, I saw the Lord work out what I thought would be horrible situations into good things. I experienced His goodness first-hand and never really had a reason not to trust Him. As someone who has struggled with anxiety and worry, though, this was always quite the contradiction. I came to realize that I didn’t fully trust God as much as I thought I did.
God is. God is faithful. God is interested in me. He is also interested in you. Every experience is a step in the pathway to a priceless relationship with God even when it is hard, even when it hurts, even when we fail, fall, or royally mess up. Save the memories and see how God moves you along toward Him.
I like movies. My family’s first tv was a black and white 13inch-er. We got 3 channels. My dad would watch the nightly news, usually on CBS, and when the news was over, we could change the channel and watch Star Trek—the original, of course.
As a proclaimed child of this Father [Father God] since the age of four, however, I have most often related to the oldest son [in the parable of the prodigal son]. Yes, that’s right, I admit it. I have often felt a twinge of sympathy for the bitter, unbending brother of the redeemed black sheep.
I began my tribute by singing to my mother, Elaine Veenstra, at her Celebration of Life this summer. Little did I know the journey of grief, emptiness, and joy that I would encounter.
Many of us are aware that there is an enemy of our soul—Satan . . . However, thank God for Jesus! We may have an enemy of our soul, but we have an even greater Lover of our soul—Jesus Christ.
If you are old enough to read this post, it is no news to you that trials are inevitable in our lives on this side of heaven. Although we will encounter much distress and discomfort during our earthly lives, throughout the Bible we see God painting a picture of hope with broad brushstrokes of bright pigment.
I have been thinking about my original experience of becoming a Christian lately. Especially on the days when my heart is squeezing with painful yearning to see the people I love delivered from the destructive paths they seem determined to walk. Those times make me think there is a lone howling wolf caged inside of me. The longing, the yearning, the desperate cry for their lives to be spared comes out in this keening, mournful cry from the very depths of my soul.
Holy Spirit speaks in many different ways and is always drawing us closer and deeper, revealing more of the Father and Jesus and their great love for us! If I am open to His infinite and creative ways, He speaks to me. Let me share some different ways I have experienced some signs and wonders.
I have noticed that, in different seasons of my life, I experience hearing God in different ways. After coming back from Bolivia, I experienced Him in yet another way.
There was a prayer in my heart for about the past 6 years that I would lose the weight I gained with all of my pregnancies. I struggled with it because I wasn’t into weight loss programs, counting calories, or eating healthy all the time. I remember years ago talking with my friend Kylie, and how she lost her weight. She had a significant breakthrough, and I knew there was something supernatural involved. She said, “It was the grace of God.” I knew the grace of God would play a part in me losing what I wanted.
This is a life story on how our enemies place life long, generational barriers in families . . . and the way out. There is hope, and his name is Jesus.