Balanced Me

A balanced life is a good life.

There is something in the life of many of us believers that I think can be learned through this practice of mind, body, and soul discipline. Balance.

There are many seasons of life.
Seasons of seasons....
For each of these we learn, change, and grow. My Most Gracious Heavenly Father is teaching me in this season to be balanced.

Balanced? A word that does not tickle my ears through conversation and study, but this word resonates in my soul, in the places of my mind that desire wholeness.

As I stand strong like a warrior I turn my palms up and I ask the Father to fill me with the weapons of self-control and forbearing that are needed to fight off the evil seeking to devour my whole family.
As I bend down with my forehead to the ground. I lay myself at the feet of Jesus to who I am a helpless child who needs guidance, direction, and love.
At last I lay face down, nose to the mat. I am spent and relieved, and I realize I am in the best place of all. Prostrate before the King on the throne. I get down lowest and life Him up highest.

Jesus walked our planet the most prefect person. The most balanced in the flesh. A time to laugh a time to morn. A time to dance and a time to be still. A time for miracles and a time to walk away. A time to embrace, and a time to turn tables. A time to give in and a time to give up. A time to live and a time to die. A time to give up to flesh, and a time to conquer over it.

Thank you Jesus for your gifts of  love to me. Thank you for your perfect model of what to do and who to be. I pray you would continue to make-over my heart, mind, soul, and body so that more and more I will act, sound, and be like you. Thank you for Your gift of salvation to me.

Strong Story

I am not living to tell my story
I am living to tell Jesus's story.

Being on this healing journey of life with Christ certainly has it's up and downs for us all, doesn't it? Just when I think I know myself and my weaknesses, my Great Shepard reigns me in and reveals truth. He is so kind and gentle, and yet my resistance makes it pretty messy.

I have come to realize that my defenses are the enemy's toeholds.

The emotions that well up and the responses that boil at the surface, they wait to betray myself and the ones I love. Often it is these past puss pockets left unchecked in our hearts, that leave the biggest stink on our testimony to the ones we love. How many times when I sense rejection or criticism, I pull up my weaponry of anger, justice, and unforgiveness? I ready myself for a battle when there is not one to be had.

Where simple honesty and understanding in a five minute conversation would go a long way, my mind reals out of control too long, because I do not choose to trust the One who is in control.

So today I end these responses, through the power of the Holy Spirit.

I serve the Ultimate Stronghold. He is My Provider and My Shield about me. He is using the fabric of my life to weave His story for all to see. He is The Sovereign One who has created me and has far more invested than what I am worth. To put myself in His trust for whatever may come and whatever I may face, is a good thing. It is the logical thing.

Not only can I trust Him with myself, I can trust Him with my husband, and with my children.
I will trust Him too.

I will trust and let the grace of Christ's blood shed for me wash over my sin and stain. I will let it wash me clean from the filth and stench of what this world has offered me thus far. I will walk on from here, clothing myself with quiet strength, grace, and truth. I will have no fear for God is with me. My great Shepard, My heavenly Father, He is leading, protecting, and Guiding me home.

He who the Son sets free is free indeed!