Who Am I?
I've been called a warrior and a weapon for Christ.
I will wage war on “footholds” pride, lust, selfishness, for the rest of my life.
As a soldier I will cut through this garbage in my life with a freshly sharpened sickle, or sword- the Word.
My strength is fully coming from Christ.
In my heart I have seen a mountain cast itself into the ocean
or move from here to there.
I'm a voice. Not in in a desert but in a desert life.
His Spirit cuts through to the bone and marrow and resounds conviction.
At five seven and barely one hundred and fifty pounds I am fully equipped to do God's work.
Discouraging the flesh, encouraging the Spirit.
When you see me and I start talking about Christian things, I'm not there anymore. I will volunteer my body and mouth to cause the Holy Spirit to start a good work in you.
I'm not stubborn. I'm obedient. You just can't physically see my chief and commander.
Who am I?
It's not about me. It's about Him.
...because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. 1 John 4:4 (NIV)
How much of ourselves would be left if we made it a priority to daily give our whole selves to God? What would our lives be like if we were truly committed to being content to doing the work He wants to accomplish through us and all this being done in His timing not ours?
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
"Mild Persecution"
So I've been slammed many times by people saying things like,
Are you sure God is telling you these things? (Well, what they mean is the Holy Spirit)
Anyways today I felt the Holy Spirit calling me to go to the library and blog. I booked a computer for an hour (I only have 45 min. left) Getting to the library early I sat down on a bus bench and started reading one of my books. Whamm!! I tasted blood on my lower lip. I looked down and saw all this snow on my shoulder and book I was reading. When I looked up I saw this young guy hanging out of the window of a mini van driving by. Oh yeahhh.. he said smugly.
I had been hit in the face by a snowball from a guy in a moving vehicle. The thought crossed my mind, What are the odds of him hitting me in a moving vehicle? That's when the Holy Spirit showed I was being attacked prior to this message I'm writing right now.
I said victoriously, "Praise the Lord".
Are you sure God is telling you these things? (Well, what they mean is the Holy Spirit)
Anyways today I felt the Holy Spirit calling me to go to the library and blog. I booked a computer for an hour (I only have 45 min. left) Getting to the library early I sat down on a bus bench and started reading one of my books. Whamm!! I tasted blood on my lower lip. I looked down and saw all this snow on my shoulder and book I was reading. When I looked up I saw this young guy hanging out of the window of a mini van driving by. Oh yeahhh.. he said smugly.
I had been hit in the face by a snowball from a guy in a moving vehicle. The thought crossed my mind, What are the odds of him hitting me in a moving vehicle? That's when the Holy Spirit showed I was being attacked prior to this message I'm writing right now.
I said victoriously, "Praise the Lord".
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