Who I am in You?

In the early mornings when I am between waking and sleeping I think of you in song. This morning like yesterday I was singing “tell me once again, who I am in you, who I am in you.”

Days ago, I was reading the book “Harbinger” by Jonathan Kahn. The book is written in fiction but it is repeatedly said that it is true. The story surrounds the idea that America is in judgment by God. The judgment started because we were once a nation that followed after God but has fallen away. The nation of Israel was destroyed for the same reasons and the verse Isaiah 9:10 “The bricks have fallen down, but we will rebuild with dressed stone: the fig trees have been felled, but we will replace them with cedars.” These words were spoken in Washington and in New York as a hope message but they were actually a curse for America.

The book is in fictional form and done very well but the message is overwhelming. The evidence is thought provoking and I remember the President saying “We will rebuild”. It is a must read.

My question to God was what about the believers who live in America who are called by His name. I was reminded of what happen in Israel. Ezekiel 9:3b-6 Then the Lord called to the man clothed in linen who had a writing kit at his side and said to him, “Go throughout the city of Jerusalem and put a mark on the foreheads of those who grieve and lament over all the detestable things that are done in it.” As I listened, he said to the others, “Follow him through the city and kill, without showing pity or compassion. Slaughter old men, young men and maidens, women and children, but do not touch anyone who has the mark…”

We who believe Jesus Christ died on the cross for us and have asked the Holy Spirit to live in us. We have the mark or seal of God’s ownership in us in the Holy Spirit. (Ephesians 1:11-14)

In Proverbs 3:3 Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck and write them on the tablet of your heart.

We can memorize and say we know this but our conscious has a different take on it. “Tell me once again, who I am in you, who I am in you.” We want to be reassured we will be taken care of.

“Who do you say I am, Lord?”

I heard a quiet response that said, “Daughter of a King.” We are the sons and daughters of the King.”(2Corinthians 6:18) I am a daughter of a King with privileges of meeting with my Father anytime of any day; and to supersede any other request. How awesome is that!

“But what about you?” he asked. “Who do you say I am?”
Simon Peter answered, “You are the Christ, the Son of the living God”. (Matthew 16:15, 16)

Jesus is the Son of the living God and I am the daughter of the Son of the living God. I am accepted, adopted, blessed, cherished, comforted, loved, healed, protected, royal priesthood, and saved. The list goes on and on in Christ Jesus.
If, we are the daughters’ and sons’ of the King; then, we need reflect who He is.

Do you see yourself as that daughter or son? Are we living a life in union with our Father or are we still set apart?

I know what it’s like to live with a wall of safety around your heart. To shut out the one who could heal and tear down that wall. I thought I would die if I open just a little up to the Lord. I was wrong I lived through it and growing stronger every day. The Holy Spirit is working in my heart and He is healing the parts of my heart on a day by day continual. I did not die physically but my flesh died a wonderful death and the only one present at that funeral was mortician and I. Kidding aside.

Sometimes, we need to choose our battles because life stinks. Life is hard enough out there on your own to walk away from open arms of a Father who truly loves you. He is running after you and nothing you say or do will ever turn Him away from you.

My Daddy Father is LOVE.
The best scripture that describes who I am in Christ is who my Father is:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. (1Corinthians 13:4-8a)

We are to grow into the likeness of the son of God. (Romans 8:29) We are to be embassador’s for the King. We are to be a light to a starving world.
You are the light of the world. A city on a hill that cannot be hidden. (Matthew 5:14)

Thank you, God for your son that died on the cross for me. Thank you for adopting me as your daughter so that I can call you Daddy. Thank you for your continual pouring out of your life in me. Thank you for the Holy Spirit who is alive in me and training me in the art of love.

I pray that we will grow continually into the likeness of Jesus Christ; so that, we will stand firm in all your will God mature and fully assured. In Jesus Christ name I pray. Amen

God’s Promises = Conquered Pressures

Shining Perspective

I opened the door and my son yells from upstairs, “Hi Momma! Come up here!” Intrigued by the excitement, I drop my bags and head up the stairs. He continues, “I got on BLUE today! And look, I got this!” (Let me take a moment to explain that since school resumed from the winter break, his kindergarten teacher has implemented a color behavior chart system. On this chart blue means: he had a great day!) “Wow! You made it to the treasure box?” I ask.  “Yeah, I got this airplane from the treasure box!” He replies. “That’s awesome honey, I am so proud of you!”  He was thrilled to fly his little airplane around as if it were the most expensive, most extravagant toy on earth. But he was more excited to share with me his achievement and receive praise for a job well done.

I have entered a season I’m going to call the season of pressure. Every direction I turn, I’m involved in something, responsible for something, have to do some part of something and well, I’m not really sure what down time looks like anymore, because all of mine is dedicated to some kind of project. Something is always waiting for my attention. So I am becoming friends with pressure. I can’t get away from it and I can’t get out from underneath it, because my friend pressure is filling every area of my life.

Pressure can be a good thing. My son now has a little pressure to work harder on his behavior. He doesn’t want to end up on yellow, or orange or red for the day, but has incentive to stay on green or work towards blue or purple which results in a tangible reward.

As our evening of celebration continued on, Isaiah was enjoying some hard earned video game time. I joined him while he played. He wanted to show me that he could do a certain “trick” on the game. As he was playing he said, “Come on, I want to make mommy proud.”

What? (I asked myself.)

Doesn’t he know how proud I am of him?

Doesn’t he believe me when I tell him how much I love him?

Does he think I won’t be proud of him if he doesn’t do this “trick” on the video game?

And then, God spoke to my heart. “Do you think I’m not proud of you? Do you think I won’t love you if you don’t get all of those “things” done on your list?”

When does pressure become a bad thing? When pressure makes me forget about God’s grace, love and mercy-it’s a bad thing. “We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair.”~ 2 Corinthians 4:8. If pressure makes me forget that the God who created the universe is with me every minute of every day, guiding me, strengthening me, and enabling me, it’s a very bad thing. But when I remember that: “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” ~Psalm 46:1, the pressure will disappear.

I’m not six years old. I know what grace is; I experience it and live it and am saved by it every single day. It’s God’s grace that is typing each of the keys on this keyboard at 3:30am in the middle of my insomnia battle. It’s by God’s grace that I will make it through the day, today and every day that He gives me to live. It’s God’s grace that will balance out my to-do list, my responsibilities, my commitments and my trials, which all seem overwhelming right now. And it’s by God’s grace that I know He is in control of this season of pressure and is using it to teach me things I can learn no other way. God will meet me in my weakness as He always does. Maybe I can learn a little more about depending on His grace alone, which is sufficient. “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” ~2 Corinthians 12:9

There is nothing Isaiah can do that will make me love him more. Nor is there anything he can do to make me more proud of him. Today he was on green and I was just as proud of him as I was when he achieved blue. I know how he struggles and where his challenges are and I know he gave his best effort for the day. I love him just the same today as I did when he had a bad day and came home on red last week.

In the same way, there is nothing I can do to make God love me more. God loved me when I was a horribly angry, drug using, alcohol abusing, completely lost, and empty woman. I met Jesus while I was walking on a path that could only end in destruction. “But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”~Romans 5:8

God doesn’t love me more just because I don’t live that way now. I’m not treasured because I teach Sunday school or write blogs, or attend church or bible study. It is because God loved me that He saved me from that life. “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God.” ~Ephesians 2:8. It is God’s grace that is making me new everyday and it is God’s grace that transforms me and carries me through every minute of this new life in Christ.

Have you let Jesus Christ save you? Have you let God’s promises conquer all of your pressures?

If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. ~Romans 10:9