The Blood Had An Issue

Yesterday during the morning sermon, my pastor mentioned "The woman with an issue of blood had an 'issue'".

You know, her very source of life was her blood...just like you and me...we need our blood to survive... But her blood had an issue.

We should always be able to allow the blood to be transfused from us to others in need. But...when there is an issue of blood or an infection of blood, doctors will not allow a transfusion.

I just wonder what issues I have that causes my life-source(the blood) to be stopped from flowing properly to those in need. Sometimes I'm jealous--and that stops the proper flow. Sometimes I get my feelings hurt--that stops it. Sometimes I allow bitterness to creep in, and sometimes I just don't feel like dealing...all that causes me to have an "issue" with my life-source(the blood).

It's true that the blood reaches to the highest mountain, and it flows to the lowest valley. But I must make a choice. If I want to walk in life, I have to stop what I'm doing that causes the issue.
If I really want what I have to effect others, I have to make the choice to clean up my issue, so what I have can be transferred to others who need it.

I'm just not going to defend myself...i pray my integrety will speak for itself....and if not, then i can't do one thing about what people decide to believe about me anyway...and I'm ok with that!

When I am having times of insecurity, i have to ask myself..."Do I still have joy?"...and the answer at those times is always no. Why does it work like this? It's a biblical principle. The word of God says "The joy of the Lord is our strength." That now makes all the sense in the world to me....after the Lord brought it to my attention.



When we have lost our joy, our strength(our security in who we are in Christ) leaves also. I mean, looking at it in the flesh, it's almost like a person on life support. The joy is the stuff being pumped into our arm. And when that "stuff" is cut off, we get so weak, we can barely lift our heads off the pillow. Incidentally, a person who is depressed, doesn't want to even get out of bed sometimes in the natural. But when the "stuff" (the joy) is hooked back up to us, we begin to gain our strength again.



But what causes a person to loose their joy? Hmmmm...that is the question. Let me think and pray it over, and i'll get back to you on that one...in the meantime, though, what do you think causes a person to loose their joy?

I'm wondering...just what gives a person the right to be mad at someone? That is the question....

"Doctors get the credit for what God does, and God gets blamed when doctors fail"

WOW....my first blog post...

Well, I was visiting with my Father, in prayer yesterday morning...and i had a thought about the scripture regarding "righteousness as filthy rags"...and i thought Father, I'd like to share that with someone, but who. If I were a preacher, i could share it with my congregation. If I were a teacher, I could share it with my class. I guess I could share it with my husband and children, but they'd prolly just look at me like "huh...where did that come from". Anytime I share spiritual things with my mom, she just says "Preach on sister." So, I said, Father...I wish I could share that with someone. And then it came to mind...blog...that's how I can share it. So I'm excited. I don't have any figurings that anyone much will read it...but I need an outlet for the things I learn while visiting with my Father, and thus...the blog is born. BTW I might share just random thoughts too...

Give me a chance to think a little more on the "Righteousness as filthy rags subject, and i'll blog about it soon and very soon"