Gratitude

 It's time.
That's what I heard God whisper this morning.
My short season of rest from the attacks of the father of lies is over, and it's time to put my armor on and get ready for battle.
All summer I fought hard, and after camp was over my exhaustion was complete.
Satan had won that battle.
I prayed fervently that the Lord would take away this fighting, at least for a season - and while at the time I didn't realize it, He did.
He helped me.
He held the evil one at bay, and gave me much needed recovery time.
I quenched my thirst with Scripture, and satisfied my hunger with pursuing Christ.
Gratitude.
It's been a great season of growing and joy, and I understand so much deeper how to continue to fight for that joy in the hard season as well.
I have an anchor, a cornerstone, for my Soul  - and I am not as easily shaken.
Satan may have won that battle, but the victory for the war over my Soul has already been won, and he doesn't come out on top.

Gratitude.
That's the only word I can use to describe how I feel this morning.
A deep, yearning sense of gratitude.
I'm grateful that the Lord protects me.
I'm grateful that I don't have to fight alone.
I'm grateful that the war has been won, the victory is ours.
I'm grateful that God continues to teach me, growing and molding me into the woman He wants me to be.
I’m grateful that God uses the hard things in life to teach me the most – that even when I’m running away, He continues to grow me in ways I couldn’t imagine.
I’m grateful that sometimes God does the opposite of what I ask Hiim to do – and I’m way better off in the end.
I’m grateful that He’s in control and I’m not.
I’m grateful for the deeper understanding of His sacrifice of His son I gained yesterday in my quiet time.
I’m grateful for the deep rest and peace He’s shown me through His presence this past month.
I’m grateful for humility and learning, and the peace that comes from knowing that even if I fail, He didn’t.
Gratitude is a beautiful thing, and I’m thankful for that this morning.

Songs I’m listening to:
Gratitude by Nicole Nordeman
Anchor by Josh Garrels

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Gratitude

 It's time.
That's what I heard God whisper this morning.
My short season of rest from the attacks of the father of lies is over, and it's time to put my armor on and get ready for battle.
All summer I fought hard, and after camp was over my exhaustion was complete.
Satan had won that battle.
I prayed fervently that the Lord would take away this fighting, at least for a season - and while at the time I didn't realize it, He did.
He helped me.
He held the evil one at bay, and gave me much needed recovery time.
I quenched my thirst with Scripture, and satisfied my hunger with pursuing Christ.
Gratitude.
It's been a great season of growing and joy, and I understand so much deeper how to continue to fight for that joy in the hard season as well.
I have an anchor, a cornerstone, for my Soul  - and I am not as easily shaken.
Satan may have won that battle, but the victory for the war over my Soul has already been won, and he doesn't come out on top.

Gratitude.
That's the only word I can use to describe how I feel this morning.
A deep, yearning sense of gratitude.
I'm grateful that the Lord protects me.
I'm grateful that I don't have to fight alone.
I'm grateful that the war has been won, the victory is ours.
I'm grateful that God continues to teach me, growing and molding me into the woman He wants me to be.
I’m grateful that God uses the hard things in life to teach me the most – that even when I’m running away, He continues to grow me in ways I couldn’t imagine.
I’m grateful that sometimes God does the opposite of what I ask Hiim to do – and I’m way better off in the end.
I’m grateful that He’s in control and I’m not.
I’m grateful for the deeper understanding of His sacrifice of His son I gained yesterday in my quiet time.
I’m grateful for the deep rest and peace He’s shown me through His presence this past month.
I’m grateful for humility and learning, and the peace that comes from knowing that even if I fail, He didn’t.
Gratitude is a beautiful thing, and I’m thankful for that this morning.

Songs I’m listening to:
Gratitude by Nicole Nordeman
Anchor by Josh Garrels

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My Story: In 3 Minutes or less

I was reading an article that talked about telling your story in 3- minutes or less, so I decided to try it.
Here's the article:
http://theresurgence.com/2012/09/29/whats-your-story

Who were you before you met Jesus?
I was depressed, suicidal, lonely, searching for satisfaction and to find something to fill the emptiness that threatened to eat me alive. I'm convinced that if Jesus hadn't come and scooped me up, I'd be dead by now.

How did you first hear of Jesus?
I grew up in a Christian home, going to church, Sunday school, and Awanas - so I'd heard about Him all of my life.

What was your conversion like?
 I prayed the prayer when I was 5, but it wasn't until the summer before my sophomore year that I realized that Christianity was so much more than just going to church and legalistically reading my bible (or not). That's the first time I saw the real relationship aspect of it.

What is the most important thing you have learned about Jesus since your conversion?
Wow. I easily get caught up in the pursuit of theology, so I could say any number of intelligent sounding things about doctrine or yada yada, but the reality is Jesus' love daily has me on my knees. Every morning when I wake up to find that He still loves me, He'll always love me, and there's nothing I can do to increase or decrease that love - there isn't anything I can do but fall to my knees. Jesus loves me. JESUS loves me. Jesus LOVES me. Jesus loves ME. Wow.

How has your view of yourself changed in view of your relationship with Jesus?
  I used to hate myself. I was suicidal and depressed, but Christ has truly pulled me out of death and into life. I find my worth in Christ instead of seeking satisfaction from things of this world. I am truly satisfied in the arms of Christ.

How does your story best point people to Jesus?
I love Jesus. So much. Sometimes I can't contain it, and I think people can see that - so I think in a lot of ways just my joy for life and my love for Christ indicate that it's something more than the lukewarmness that we see a lot of times in Christians. It's so much more than going to church, it's the relationship with our wonderful Savior and Redeemer.

{Praise God from whom all blessings flow}

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Rest & Breathing Deeply

Rest.
Peace.
Breathing deeply.
Satisfaction in the arms of Christ.
This week has been long, that's for sure - classes seemed to drag, and despair has set in as the homework continues to pile up with no visible sign of light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm continually amazed at God's beautiful faithfulness.
Even when I'm stressed. No matter if I'm running towards or away from Him, He continues to teach me lessons.
I've been basking in the joy that I've found from the fact that I can't do anything to speed up my sanctification. That might seem like something that's a "duh" moment - but I've found so much peace in being able to sit back and let God do His thing.
There isn't anything I can do to "help" Him along. He is perfectly capable of handling my sanctification on His own.
Sanctification. What a process.
Sometimes I wish it were faster, but I've found a lot of peace in the fact that it isn't this week.
It's really easy for me to get busy at college.
Homework. Friends. Food. Sleep. Fun.
All of those things need to be balanced, and it's easy to go day to day and not spend significant time with the Lord. A few minutes there, a quick prayer here, a quick verse read there.
It's easy to get caught up in the busyness of school.
I can very easily allow myself to read my bible or spend time with God in places where there are people. I'd way rather sit at least in reach of my friends.
But - God has been teaching me this week to spend special time with Him.
Date nights.
Quiet afternoons.
Taking time out of the busyness and chaos of school to breathe deeply of His presence.
To gain a new perspective from His Word.
To sit still and rest.
To stop running around and sit still and listen.
I cherish my time spent with my sweet Jesus.
Comfy chairs. Lake benches. Grassy fields. Sunrises. Sunsets.
Jesus means everything to me, and I've found so much satisfaction in Him.
His arms are my home.
It's been sweet to see my perspective change when I'm abiding in Christ.
Sprained ankle? This summer I would have been mad. I can't kick box, play volleyball, basketball, frisbee, or any other form of exercise that I love so much.
But, with my learnings in rest, maybe God wants me to slow down.
To breathe deeply.
To take it easy.
To enjoy His presence.
To remind me that He is King.
He's taken away the pain, and I know that in due time He will heal my ankle.
He is faithful. He is just. He leaves me awestruck.

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Love & Yahweh

Sometimes I think I love Jesus too much.



Then I laugh and realize I can never love Him as much as He loves me.
What a humbling and beautiful thought.
I'm cradled in the arms of the One who Created the Heavens & the Earth.

I can't imagine loving Jesus more, but I'm so excited to see what He has in store and the journey He'll bring me on to reaching a deeper love for Christ.

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Satisfaction & Sanctification

Chink. Chink. Chink.
Molding. Shaping. Chiseling.
Sanctification isn't always a walk in the park.
Sometimes it hurts.
Some days I look to the sky as ask God why it has to hurt so much - but I know it's good.
In the end, it will make me more like Jesus - which is what I want above all else.
Make me more like You, Father.
I desire that above all else - to exemplify Christ.

"But whatever gain I had I counted it as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord." {Philippians 3:7-8}

The past week or so God has really been teaching me about worth and satisfaction.
True satisfaction can only be found in the arms of Christ.
Not in appearance. Not in friends. Not in relationships.
True satisfaction comes from a Soul that's so lost in the love of Christ, that you'd have to dig to the depths of the oceans to find it.
True satisfaction comes from a Soul that's found peace in the truest form in the Cross.
True satisfaction comes from pursuing Christ above all else.

God truly does use His Word to speak to me, and I so often forget that.
Memorizing is hard, and it's especially to find time to do it in the busyness of life - but the Lord has been speaking to me through scriptures I memorized long ago in the good old days of red vests, jewels, and sparkies.

Psalm 23:
    The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
        He makes me lie down in green pastures.
    He leads me beside still waters.
        He restores my soul.
    He leads me in paths of righteousness
        for his name's sake.
    Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
        I will fear no evil,
    for you are with me;

        your rod and your staff,
        they comfort me.

    You prepare a table before me
        in the presence of my enemies;
    you anoint my head with oil;
        my cup overflows.
    Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
        all the days of my life,
    and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD
        forever.

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It Is Well

It is well with my Soul.
These words keep circulating in my mind.
It is well.
I am at rest.
While my body may have insane amounts of energy, the Lord has given my soul so much peace.
I've never breathed as deeply.
I've never so deeply desired to be the hands and feet of Jesus.
I've never desired to serve on such a deep level.
The past couple days God has really given me His eyes for His people and shown me the love He has for them.
Wow. God loves us SO MUCH.
Sometimes I just get super overwhelmed with how much Jesus loves me.
I cry. I laugh. I sing.
Love like this can't be canned up inside. It can't be contained. It MUST be shared, or you'll explode.
I feel the unity of Christ. I feel the Spirit moving in my heart.
No. I am not sufficient. I fall short. I fail, but Jesus doesn't and He didn't.
There is SO much peace in that.
I don't have to force sanctification. It comes with time. It WON'T happen overnight.
Instead of just being frusterated at the turtle pace that is my sanctification, I find a lot of peace in the fact that it's not going to happen overnight.
It's okay to mess up, to fall short, and to be insufficient - because Christ is. He didn't mess up. He didn't fall short. He was sufficient, so I don't have to be.
Peace. Rest. Love.
It is well with my Soul.

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Knock-Out Lessons & the Slow Sanctification Process

I love those days when God hits you over the head with a lesson you needed to learn. So good.
This summer especially I struggled a lot with being frustrated by sanctification.
It's a slow process, and more than ever I've been praying that somehow God would just give me an extreme dosage so I could get it over with and just be like Jesus. I'm tired of struggling. I'm tired of sinning. I'm tired of my earthly body and imperfections.
I constantly strive to deepen my theological knowledge. I constantly strive to grow. I strive for sanctification.
What's wrong with that picture?
Me. That's what's wrong. I somehow think I can speed up the process if I close my eyes and count to three and spin around 10 times super quickly. The reality is, despite of me, God will sanctify me. I don't have to do anything but trust Him and leave it in His capable hands.
Wow. Chains falling off.
This summer was hard, but God has taught me so much. He's been relieving my burdens like there's no tomorrow and slowly but surely I'm running into His marvelous light.
He's taking the chains from my heart and lifting the baggage from my shoulders so I can slowly stand, and in time run again. Oh Lord, sanctify me in YOUR time.
I've never truly understood the concept of rest.
I'm someone who can never sit still. I'm convinced I even move around constantly in my sleep, so you can see why the idea of silence and peace is a little foreign to me.
I've been gaining a deeper understanding lately. My body is still jittery, but my soul is at rest.
I've found contentment in the sweet arms of Christ - and there is truly nothing better than that. I'm learning about love from Him who is Love incarnate. Oh, to be held and cherished by the Creator of the world.
Marriage? Who cares.
Future? God's got it.
Right now, for the first time in my entire life - I'm truly content to leave it in God's capable hands.
I don't have to worry. I don't have to work at sanctification. God is in control, and He's doing a good work in me.
Sanctify me, Lord. Make me more like You. Continue to make me fall deeper in love with you on a daily basis.

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"For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified"

    And I, when I came to you, brothers, did not come proclaiming to you the testimony of God with lofty speech or wisdom. For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified. And I was with you in weakness and in fear and much trembling, and my speech and my message were not in plausible words of wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power, so that your faith might not rest in the wisdom of men but in the power of God.
  
(1 Corinthians 2:1-5 ESV)


This passage hit me to the core a few days ago, and I haven't stopped thinking about it since then. So often I get so caught up in theology, in big words, and in sounding intelligent and wise that I forget the point of the gospel: Jesus. I don't have to use big words. The gospel can stand for itself. Here Paul talks about letting the Spirit give him words, instead of trying to come up with his own from his own wisdom. Weeeeell, Shoot. Definitely something I need to learn. Lord, help me to focus more on Christ than the pursuit of theology and allow Your Spirit to lead me. Help me to trust that You'll give me words to say instead of me trying to have all the right answers.

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False Apostles & Ohh Shoot Moments

2 Corinthians 11.
Boom. False Apostles.
So many times in the past I've thought to myself "well, those don't exist anymore so this doesn't really apply" when in reality, false apostles are just as prevelent now as they were then.
There are so many different movements even within the Church.
The universalist movement.
The all Spirit focused movement.
Even the gospel movement.
I've found myself being swayed by the latter. I've had conversations about the gospel in which Jesus Christ wasn't mentioned once. Grace overshadowed our Savior.
Grace is good - but even good things can be idols and false apostles if they get in the way of the Truth of the sacrifice of Jesus Christ.
Lord, help me to believe and understand the true gospel - not a knock-off.

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Coffee, Fizzy Tabs, and Grace

Some mornings - God meets me where I am, and whispers melodiously to my heart.
Even when I don't know what I need, He provides encouragement and conviction in the deepest of ways - to the depths of my soul.
"For this light and momentary affliction is preparing or us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are the transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal." {2 Corinthians 4:17-18}
Coffee. Josh Garrels. Jesus. It's a good morning.
The sun is shining. His grace and mercy is new each morning. I am free from the shackles of sin.
Grace is like a fizzy tab that will slowly dissolve into the depths of my soul until I meet my maker.
It's not something I'm every going to be able to fully grasp, but slowly, I believe God will continue to reveal His grace and mercy to me. To bring little bubbles of appreciation and gratitude and slowly embed its way into my heart.
Sometimes this comes through glimpses of the depth of my depravity. Without Him, I don't desire Him whatsoever. That, in my sinful state, and in my sin nature I will never choose God over sin. It's by the grace of God that I've been given that choice, and I am eternally grateful.
Sometimes it comes through good times. When I see Jesus working. When I see His grace more evidently through those around me. When I read His Word and gain a deeper understanding of the sacrifice that has given me this beautiful redemption.
Other times I'm just overwhelmed by Christ. There are days when I forget to breathe when I'm talking to Him. How can He want to talk to me? How can He desire a relationship with me? These two questions baffle me to no end - but they bring me to a deeper gratitude.
As I look outside to the sun shining through the trees, I'm filled with wonder at the works of our glorious Maker.
I've been learning a lot about prayer lately, and what it looks like to have constant communion with the Lord. Wowza. He is good. Praying for those around me. Praying for kids at school, for my family, for my friends, for people I'll meet, etc. Constant prayer. Constant communion. So good. I've been praying that God would give me a deeper desire to pray, and He comes through - not always right when I ask Him too or in the ways I expect, but He comes through nonetheless. He knows so much better than I do what I need, anyways.
Our God is good. He is SO incredibly faithful. I am deeply grateful.

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