With our hands lifted up, and our mouths filled with praise. With a heart of thanksgiving we bless
thee O’ Lord
Yes Lord we freely lift our hands up to you God. We lift them in a knowing way, knowing you
love us, knowing Jesus paid our debts, knowing the grace given to us is not from our good
works. Only from your infinite goodness and love for us.
We keep our hands lifted, and our position steady for you God. So that only you can move us
God, move us to where you want us to be, move us to the destinations you've chosen God.
Move us where we glorify your name, and not our own God. Move us where others can see you
God, can see you through our conversations, our interactions, where our love for you will be on
I get so excited when my verse of the day resonates with me, whether it's one I’m familiar with,
and has a new twist, or a first time reading. Typically during my process of writing different
scriptures will come to mind, and I put them in accordingly. This particular verse of the day had
me writing non-stop for about 5 pages, and while this is an edited version. Prayerfully, after
reading this you’ll have a sense of peace I experienced after writing it.
ECCLESIASTES 11:5 As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do
grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who
My very first thought was well actually I do know how babies grow, advances in science has
“Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the
wiles of the devil” Ephesians 6:11
I’ve been pulled to the armor part since I began reading the bible. Why it
grabs me so is it's tangibility, I could envision the armor, and me wearing it
bulldozing over the enemy, and whatever else came my way. My vision
was not only historically inaccurate, think a knight in shining armor, I also
only put it on, I clothed, donned, swathed, and attired myself in this bulky
ill-fitting suit of armor. I was wearing it on the outside, and the messiness of
being me was left unchecked. The inward parts weren't being exposed to
the truth, and I felt that I wasn't attaining any new wisdom. The part of the
walk where complacency
There’s a solitude I crave, that I have to experience on a regular basis. Some days I really don’t
like people, whether it's from a tough day at work, heavy traffic, general rudeness. I just don't
want to be around anyone. I know it's not a nice or Christian thing to say, it is my truth though.
On those days when I know I should stay home, and end up leaving it's usually not a good time.
I feel like a giant magnet that attracts all the equally surly people, and I become bewildered by
my own decision. To make up for that experience I binge on solitude, start to feel lonely, and
reconsider all my social life decisions.
I read and hear about others also struggling with maintaining balance in their lives. I find myself
feeling guilty if...
"But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you"
One of my favorite chapters, this verse in particular popped up on a day I most needed to hear it. At least that's what I wrote in my journal. I remember the verse, and I remember being grateful for the word. I can't recall what the issue was...finances probably, insecurity another likely candidate. I didn't write down the problem, I wrote that it had me questioning my faith, my ability to be faithful and grow my faith. It's telling, right? The problems of this world are fleeting. The words were right there though &...............
Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to Him that formed it, why hast thou made me thus? Hath not the Potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another dishonour?
The "who am I" thought has been on repeat for awhile now. Along with "who have I ever been, why am I like this" Really didn't want to write a piece on this. I told myself I didn't want to because it has been done countless times for seemingly forever. Truthfully, its more how much do I want to reveal, how bare do I want to make my soul to others. Pastor Blagmon said once at a service, "you can tell God what you can't tell others, we all ...............
Of His own will begat He us with the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures.
I've been stuck on writing this piece for a good while now. I knew what I wanted to write about, but my thoughts were all over the place. Jumping from headline to headline … personal struggles … achievements. I've been focused on the 9 fruits, praying, reading the bible, different articles trying to get my head around them. Mainly trying to figure out which one I should...truthfully which one I wanted to work on first.
That's where my problems lay. It wasn't working if I made the decision. I was going to choose the one I was most comfortable with. The one I didn't have to dig too deep...............
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.
I was looking over different verses I've highlighted while reading. I enjoy that process, comparing where I was to where I'm at. Sometimes the words can have subtle changes -- nuances that I wasn't ready or able to understand yet. Other times it's that, "Really Angelica ?!? How could you miss that?" moment.
This verse in particular is kind of in between those 2 extremes. It’s a good example of what I've been experiencing on my path lately. That "inbetweenness" -- spiritual world versus the natural: the unsaved and saved. When I first read this and the ............
Now the Lord is that spirit: and where the spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
My first piece as a freshly baptized Christian! All my thanks to God. I'm so grateful to Him for accepting me as is, and keeping me in His care. I want to take a minute to thank those that ensured it would happen. Pastor Williams and Lady Williams your generosity in sharing your church on Resurrection Sunday means so much, thank you. Thank you to my family for sharing that day with me. Love you all. To my church family who were more excited than I was at times, your love and support mean the world to me. Pastor and Lady Blagmon, I don't think I have the words to adequately thank you. You both are always there for me, .........
Cause me to hear thy loving kindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift my soul up to thee.
I don't even know where to begin this month...feel like I need a lot more Aprils to cover all that has happened. Have to start with the Women's conference. What a great, great weekend. A wonderful learning experience for me...really opened my heart to all that is possible being in God's Hands.
After writing last month's piece, much soul searching and a whole lot of praying went into what would be my next step. I knew I had to give "it" to God. "It" was so encompassing though. God knew what "it" was. I thought it ......
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