"When the Sun Goes Down"

"From the rising of the sun, to the going down of the same... the name of the Lord is worthy to be praised"

This tells me, that when the sun is shining on me, and everything seems perfect, Jesus is worthy to be praised...and when that same sun hides and refuses to shine on me, then Jesus is still worthy to be praise!

I Love Him...

I've felt Jesus tugging on my yoke for awhile, and I kept plowing, and dragging Him along, and all the time He was saying stop and listen to me...i'm trying to help you...i'm trying to teach you something...you are gonna hurt yourself, you are gonna wear yourself out... But I kept plowing...and even harder i plowed...

Now i'm finding myself in a place where i have to back up and regroup. Thankfully though i'm still yoked with Him. He has never left, and He's just glad i'm finally listening...and I'm glad i'm finally listening.

Even when i'm broken, if i am just yoked with Him, i'm ok. If I'll listen to him i'm ok. If i'll plow His way, i'll be ok. I love Him so much. He is wonderful!

I will try hard to listen to you, Father, from now on. i'm sorry i thought i knew more than you...i didn't...i was wrong.

"Gettin it under the blood"

I have a problem. When i have done wrong (like felt upset at someone, or felt jealous, or gossiped, or something like that), i don't feel comfortable coming into the presence of my father. I know why, it's because He is holy and i'm so unholy. I guess i expect him not to accept me...But if i don't approach my father at the times when i've done wrong, then i won't be approaching Him ever. I mean i'm prolly never ever right down to the p's and q's in my heart ever 100 % righteous, so if i wait till i'm right in my heart to approach him, then i'm going to be avoiding him most of the time.

So what do I do?

It's easy...I just come through the blood!

When i'm unholy, unrighteous, dirty, ugly and wrong, i approach my father through the blood. I come through the blood to worship him , I come through the blood to ask forgiveness , i come through the blood to intercede for needs . What this boils down to is if I approach him at all, i have to come through the blood. Cause no matter how good or bad i am, he responds to one thing and one thing only...the blood! In one of the first books of the bible, it talks about the death angel passing over only if the blood was on the door post. If i'm gonna have anything besides death in my life, i have to come through the blood.

What I have to do is this...

I just lift up my hands and say "Father, i know i'm unclean, and knowing this i simply come through the blood!"

This is just so clear to me now--it never was before! It's amazing how hard it sometimes is to understand something so simple!

"No weapon formed against You shall prosper"...this tells me weapons WILL be formed against me....but they will not prosper...thank you Jesus!

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?