God Knows

I have nothing personally to write about today, but my church posted this today and it was so good… I couldn’t not share!!

God Knows Your Frustrations

You may think, “Nobody knows what I’m going through, nobody feels the pain I’m experiencing.”

But God knows!

He knows your feelings and frustrations. He’s seen the crisis in your soul. There’s no hurt that goes unnoticed by God. Psalm 56:6 says, “You know how troubled I am; you have kept a record of my tears.”

Often when we’re hurting, we feel very isolated and lonely. Maybe there’s been a death in the family, a divorce, maybe we’ve gotten fired, and we start to think, “Nobody understands the way I feel; nobody can tell the way I feel; nobody feels the pain.”

But God knows, and “The LORD is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him.” (Psalms 103:13 NLT)

God not only sees, He cares!

He knows the causes, the reasons, the things that brought you to this point. He understands because he made you, and he sees the hurt in your heart like nobody else can.

Because God knows our frustrations and despair, we can give those feelings to God: “Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about what happens to you.” (1 Peter 5:7 NLT) Cast them all permanently on God, once and for all, and then, don’t take them back.


Diving In

Greatest Romace

Did you ever hear a song a million times… and the million and one time it hits you??

That’s me tonight.  It’s Easter Sunday.  I spent my morning worshiping the Risen King with my amazing church family, and the rest of the day celebrating with family and friends at my house.  My mom and aunts just left, my daughter and husband are both in bed and I was browsing Facebook and eating (again!) some yumminess when this song HITS me.  In fact… it is still speaking to me.  It’s been on repeat for about 20 mins now… and I just keep hearing God through these words.

I made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
Those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life “its” name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?

The words “I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about. How You were mighty to save.  Those were only empty words on a page” really struck me.  I can talk a good game.  I like words.  I like to read, and I like to learn.  Somewhere through my walk with Jesus, I learned more about what He was supposedly like, and less what He was actually like.  Most of my knowledge was second hand.  Sure, God has done incredible things in my life and I believe in Him.  I worship Him and live for Him.  But my up close and personal intimate knowledge of My Father has been lacking.
If You touched my face would I know You?  Looked into my eyes could I behold You?”  Would I know Him?  Would I know the still small voice?  Do I know Him like I claim to?  Do I know His heartbeat? Would I be able to pick His touch out of a crowd of touches?  Am I able to tell the difference between His urging and my own?
I think the answer to those questions is No.  Not 100% of the time.  My knowledge of my Savior is sadly superficial and lacking depth.

Sure, I am a “good Christian”… but God never called us to be good at this Loving Jesus business.  He called us to be REAL.  He has called us to make a connection with Him, to experience His love for our selves, to learn the very feel of His heartbeat.  He has called us to be His children, to sit at His feet, to rest on Him…. to wholly and solely just BE with Him.

Have you ever stood in church singing the songs, raising your hands or clapping, looking to all the world like you are engaging in active worship and you find yourself thinking about lunch, or the carpet, or the conversation you had with someone the other day?  I have.  It happened this morning… frequently.  It’s like I have ADHD… I just cant seem to “focus”!  This Resurrection Sunday I found myself especially guilty of this.  I asked God to help me worship, but I found myself not knowing what to do other than sing the song.  That isn’t supposed to happen to a worshiper   I LOVE to worship.  I love music.  I feel God’s presence most vividly in corporate worship services… and enjoy our times of worship immensely   Today was different.  It wasn’t enough… my singing the songs and raising my hands wasn’t enough.

But I didn’t know what would be enough.  SO I ignored the sensation.

Now, tonight, I get what I was missing… what I have been missing for some time.  I am missing that deep one on one connection with my creator.  I am missing my heart to heart communion with Him.  It wasn’t that I wasn’t praising and worshiping Him before, it was just that I wasn’t going deep.  I was missing intimacy with Jesus.

I asked God, “how did this happen… when did I miss it”?  He revealed to me that it was when I began to rely on church services to meet with Him instead of that personal worship time.  That corporate worship had replaced my intimate alone time with Him.  There is nothing wrong with church worship… in fact it is a necessary component of a successful Christian walk.  I LOVE church.  I love the music, the time of focus on the Lord, the word from a beloved shepherd,  the atmosphere, the friendship and uplifting relationships that are created in a church environment.  It is a needed and necessary place for us.  But it can NOT be our only experience with the Father.  We can not simply sit at His table for one meal and expect it to sustain us for a whole week and help us grow closer to Daddy God.  This is where I messed up.  I would worship on Sunday mornings, Sunday evenings at Youth, and Wednesday nights…. but I can’t remember the last time I just sat and sang songs to Him at home, or listened to music and prayed and listened like I used to.  God went from being my Daddy to my acquaintance.  You can’t have heart to hearts with someone you barely know.

God has been faithfully leading me right back to His arms.  Showing me I can meet Him just as easily and beautifully in my home, as I can in my church.  He has been quiet in church, and speaking so loudly at home, or through others at Bible Study, or even driving down the road.  I can feel His presence here with me as I type this in a way I haven’t felt in a while.  He will meet you where you are.  He will come to your room, your car, on your walk.. where ever you are, call to Him and He will meet you!  Seek Him always, praying always.  He will meet you.

“Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be, The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees”
I want one of those moments.  Frequently.  Lord, show me who you are… bring me to my knees by your beauty and Holiness.
I want to be close to Jesus… I want a deeper intimacy with Him, a connection that tethers me to His heartbeat.
I was to dive in.  To go deep.  To find the very heart of my Father and rest in that place.

It is Time

Apple of His EyeI don’t want to be the girl who it takes 6 months to get “it”.

I truly believe my God can “fix” the most vile horrid sinner in an instant… so why can’t He fix me in the blink of an eye?

Do I truly believe I am His child and worthy of His time and attention, or do I believe I am less than?
“I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” Psalm 139:14
“I am the apple of His eye”. Psalm 17
God tells me that I am “His treasured possession” In Deuteronomy 7:6.
The Word tells me I am His creation, His beloved, favorite child.  His more treasured possession.  {{And so are YOU}}

I am tired of wallowing in my sin, in my failures, in my YUCK.  It is time to put on the garment of forgiveness… the robe of righteousness.  I am healed and whole and beloved child of the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, the Perfect Physician … the Great I AM.  He desires greatly for me to walk in love, in wholeness.  He wants the best for me, He loves me.  He DIED for me… and He didn’t die so I would walk around defeated and saying “Woe is me”… He died to make me His warrior.  He died to set me free!!  It’s time to live in that.  It is time to put on my crown as a daughter of the most High and walk with my head held high, and my heart in tune with His.  It is time for me to step into my rightful place, into my destiny and calling.

It is time to forgive all debts against me because He forgave all mine.

It is time to let go of all the hurts that threaten to pull me under because He is pulling me higher.

It is time to let the past be in the past, and let the future rest in His hands, because all He asks is for me to embrace the RIGHT NOW.

It is time to put down my defenses because He is my defender.

It is time to stop building walls around me because He is my Rock and my Shelter.

It is time to give Him control of my ship because He plotted the course a millennia ago.

It is time to simply give it all to Him.  All my dreams, all my failures.  All my hopes and all my problems.  Everything.  Every sin, every peice of bondage, every wrong thought.

It is TIME.


Teach me Lord, to reach out to others as I reach up to you.

Teach me Lord, to reach out to others as I reach up to you.

I have realized something recently.  In the world of “church”, like any other community, people are labeled… put into categories of sorts.

Pastors, children’s workers, youth leaders, worship team members, elders, committee members, food pantry workers, greeters, bus drivers, etc.  We are, most often defined by our ministry.
How many times have you described a member of your church to another by telling them what she does in the church?  “You know who I mean, she is blond and helps in the nursery, and her husband does bus ministry.”
I know I have done it… and people often know me by what I do in the church.  “Your that girl who sings and plays trumpet on the worship team and you help with the youth, right?”

So what happens when we no longer are involved in the ministry that defines us?  Have we become the dreaded “pew-warmers”?  The proverbial 2nd rate athlete left to sit on the bench all game because they are simply thought to be not good enough?

I have also noticed that we tend to socialize within our ministries.  It makes sense… and is not a bad thing.  If you work with people every Sunday, or even more often as is usually the case with ministries like youth or music, you will become closer with those people.  I would actually propose it to be a very good thing.  The closer you are with those you minister with, the better attuned you are to each other and the more help you can provide your fellow workers.

So what happens when you “take a break” from ministry for a season? Are you destined to spend your pew-warming season floating on the outside of the “sphere”?  To become a friendless, nameless entity punching in your time card at church?  To go to events and feel alone in a swarm of do-ers?

I think this is a symptom of a bigger problem.  Could it be that the old 80-20 church rule is actually the result of not reaching out to others who aren’t in our “sphere”?  To clarify, the 80-20 rule is the idea that 80% of the work in church is done by 20% of the people in a church.

I will admit… I am guilty of not reaching out to really befriend those who weren’t in my sphere (The sphere of influence=those who are involved in ministry in a church).  Not because I felt I was better or they were less, but I am creature who likes the easy road.  I do so much better if I don’t have to go out of my way to do something.  If I see you every week in church, then I can make plans with you while we are together.  I am not the type of person who texts or calls on a regular basis… and that’s even with my best friend.  I also tend to be forgetful about things like that… I like to think it’s because I am a creative genius… but uh… probably not. 🙂

I know this isn’t the answer to our volunteer crisis in our churches, but I think it could help.  Since my hubby and I have been on our ministry break, I have felt “on the outside” and realized that I was new to a church and felt like I was on the outside, would I really want to become “on the inside” with those people who made me feel left out?  I sat at a party tonight and looked around at the groups that were talking together.  Parents of some youth in one area, a bunch of children’s workers in another, and some parents of small kids at a table.  It’s natural, you spend time with those you have things in common with.  It made me think though, do we do this in church?  Do we shake hands and say superficial hellos to those we don’t know, and save our real social hour for our friends?  Again, part of me screams, IT’s NATURAL… but is it what we are called to do week after week, year after year?  Are we called to get closer and closer to our select few while ignoring the hurting woman who happened to sit next to us because we had to get to lunch with our BFFs?

What if we befriended the woman next to us that was hurting.  Learned more than her name and how firm her handshake is.  What if we talked to her, socialized with her, even for a few minutes?  It could be she is hurting and feeling alone.  Maybe she wants to be involved but doesn’t know how or where or what.  What if you are the catalyst she needs to get involved?  What if your friendly approach was just the boost she needed to sign up to work with the 2 yr olds (an area that always seems to need more people)?  Isn’t that worth missing a few moments of lunch, or not getting to talk to someone you see all the time at worship practice?

What if the Lord put you beside her because you have exactly what she needs?  What if she is going through something you have been through and your knowledge and experience is the one thing that will help her out of the quicksand she has been stuck in?  Isn’t that worth missing a few moments of lunch?

I feel like I am in a unique situation being a pew-warmer for a season.  So I am going to challenge myself to reach out to those who aren’t involved… those who are on the fringe of church society.  The ones who are hurting, lost, needing Jesus.  The ones sitting in our pews praying for God to rescue them.  I am going to reach out… to be Jesus even to those inside my church’s four walls.

Consider the Lilies

Luke 12:27-28

Luke 12:27-28


Provision.  It’s a concept that we talk about a lot in Christian circles… it’s something that we actually hear a lot about.  We hear amazing stories about how God provided someone with $8,000 just when they asked for it.  Or how someone was on the brink of financial ruin… about to lose their house, their car, their dog, and their underwear and the Lord provided just in the nick of time.  Or the missionary using her last penny to buy someone else food, and not knowing how they were going to survive and a check comes in the mail that day.  Or someone who asked for a very specific item and received it, down to the color and size.  We here it, but we don’t experience it.  At least I don’t… or thought I didn’t.

More than a year and a half ago, my hard working, bread winning, primary providing husband lost his job.  This put us in a tail spin.  We have lived pay check to pay check since we decided that I would stay home.  We were ok with it… we felt the Lord was leading us down this path… and we made it every month.  After he lost his job, we went almost 8 weeks with NO pay whatsoever.  It was tough, but our church blessed us with a little cash to pay for gas and some groceries.  Since that day 19 months ago, it has been rough.  But we still have our home, we still have groceries in the pantry, gas in our car, and toilet paper in the bathroom.

Our monthly income is a good bit less than our actual necessary expenses… and we have cut back all we can.  Yet, by the skin of our teeth, we make it.

It’s almost never those massive amazing stories of huge provision exactly how we asked.  Its creative subtle things that we almost never ask for.  For instance:

-This is the second year in a row that Madi’s ballet tuition was free… without us ever asking!
-Just when we thought I was going to have to give up my photography business and take a job with a fast food joint or something, our friends asked us to home school their kids.
-I entered Madi into a contest to win $50 at a consignment shop, desperately hoping to win because she has grown out of all her summer clothes… she didn’t win, but someone I have never even met sent me a $50 gift card to Walmart to buy her clothing, and a family member gave us $100 to go where we want to buy her clothing.
-My phone was going to completely give up the ghost, with no upgrade available, and I was able to get a brand new replacement phone for $5!
-My mother is constantly bringing us toiletries… that toilet paper I mentioned… she ALWAYS brings us a pack… not to mention the plastic baggies and tissues.
-When I had bronchitis, my aunt paid for my meds.
-My in-laws brought me meds when I was sick, also bring us TP (we must use a lot of  TP), and bless us with fresh eggs from time to time.
-Bags of clothing for Madi just when she needed it most.
-A $500 cash gift just in time to pay the electric bill that was CRAZY high this winter.
-Madi being healed of her gluten intolerance, making our grocery bill lower!
-Me winning some random contest just by sending in my photo to be the “Face of PCOS”.

I could go on for ever… and most of these have been recent!!

I don’t fully understand God’s plans… and I still don’t think all this makes sense (you would think that ONE of those 543 jobs my husband applied for would have hired him)… but as I look back, I realized that we have been blessed.   Realllllly blessed.

It would be so easy to overlook those blessings… I happened to submit one of the nicest photos for my contest, or my mom is just being nice, or the bags of clothing arriving at the right moment were a nice gesture from a friend.  It would be so easy to dismiss those things as God’s hand.  Or even to just not think about it as God’s provision.

Provision isn’t just this big things.  Provision is the bags of hand-me-downs, it’s the winning ticket, it’s the extra couple of bucks from dog-sitting, or the favor with the bank.  It’s the small things.  The insignificant things.  The things we overlook.

Look back… how has God blessed you lately?  A new friend?  A warm ray of sunshine when you need a smile?  A hug from a kid when you are down?  A card in the mail?  A $20 bill on the ground?  A bill a little cheaper than you expected?  A favorite item at the grocery store on sale?

Blessings are everywhere… you just have to find them.  Find them, and remember them.


Have you ever looked back on your life and wonder “What the heck was I thinking”  or “Why in the world did I let it get that bad”?  Ever felt like you simply wished you could live in that 20/20 hindsight?  How much more perfect would life be if we could see precisely what effects our actions would have on life around us?  How much heartache and pain could we avoid, and how much more wonderful and fulfilling would our relationships be?

Thinking that way though leads us to swamp lands.  The Quick Sand of Regret.  And we can choose to stay there until it’s too late.. till we are chin deep in the muck and mire of our own junk.  So stuck in the quicksand that you can’t even struggle.  You can’t even raise your hands…. can’t even praise or worship.

((I think I talk a lot about being stuck… because I have been stuck.  A lot.  I will also say, that I am still stuck in parts of my life. Still working through all my “stuck bits”.  And that’s ok, we are all stuck in certain areas… as long as we recognize the quicksand and start working our way out.))

The reason why your windshield is larger than your rear view mirror is because where you’re going, is greater than where you’ve been. Go.
Kirk Franklin

The past is gone.  The future is better.  The present…. is the best.  What you do now, how you act, the choices you make RIGHT NOW are the most important.  The choices you make right now, and the attitude you have is going to determine whether or not you sink or swim. 

See… we try to make things so complicated.  We wanna call someone and tell them all about it, ask them to find the biggest stick they can, some grappling hooks, a harness, some plywood, a couple friends.  We say, alert the media, tell the pastor, I’m in quick sand and I need rescued.  Rescued from our regrets and bad decisions.  CALL 911!

(I might be exaggerating… slightly).

It’s actually much more simple than that.  It’s all about choice.  The choice to change our circumstances, the choice to change our attitude…. the choice to just change!

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things
Phil 4:8

A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Proverbs 17:22

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.
Phil 4:6

I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
Phil 4:13

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
1 John 1:9

Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Phil 3:13-14
(Can you tell I like Philippians!?)

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:28-30

See.. it’s as easy as that.  Ahh.. sarcasm is hard to portray on a blog.  I know it isn’t easy… but it is simple.  It’s not a 12 step program, it’s not some crazy ritual or fully choregraphed dance number with intricate steps, moves, and nuances.  It’s simply a choice.  Every day, every moment, a choice.  

You may be thinking I am over simplifying things… but think about it.  You make a choice to get up in the morning or stay in bed.  Then you make a choice to yell at your daughter to get her butt in gear, or gently encourage her to move a little faster.  You make a choice to get McDonalds or take a few extra seconds and eat a healthy meal at home.  You make a choice to yell at your spouse, or love him even though he is a man.  You make a choice to gossip about the person who is gossiping about you, or to speak blessings over that same person.  You make a choice to complain or be thankful.  You make a choice to stomp your feet or raise your hands.  You make a choice to dwell in the past, in your regrets, in your muck, mire and junk.  Or… you make a choice to lift your chin up, give it to God, and let Him rescue you.  One simple pluck of the mighty hand of God and you are out.  You’re free.  You’re out, ready to walk on and finish the race you started.  Unfettered, unchained, unhindered.  Un. Stuck. 

Do you want to be unstuck?  I do, so very desperately.  

Call on Jesus.  Call on His name and He will free you.  His name has the power to break every chain and truly bring freedom.  

I’m still getting unstuck.  More and more free every day.  Walking through the muck and the mire isn’t easy, but shake it off.  Shake off your boots and step on.
Forget what lies behind and strain forward to what lies ahead.
Press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.


Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
John 14:27

Walk In love

Above all else, love each other deeply.  Because love covers a multitude of sins.

Above all else, love each other deeply. Because love covers a multitude of sins.

I have been pondering this whole love always business a lot the past few days… and I have been struggling with really being able to blog about it because I am still learning how to walk it out.

Walk in love.  Not easy, but very necessary, and in the end, full of eternal rewards (and earthly ones too.)

What does it mean though?
It means, when someone talks about you behind your back, you let them.  Don’t defend yourself, or talk about them.  as much as it goes against your very being, let God defend you.  Let the fruits of your walk lead people to the truth.  There is something very telling to people when they hear gossip about you that you let go.  In our brains, we think, if we don’t say anything, then they will think its true.  But in reality, when you defend yourself, you come across guilty.

It means, when people ignore you, or “snub” you, you show them love.  Say “Hi” anyway.  Go out of your way to smile at them, to talk to them.  Include them in your conversation, even if they exclude you.  No, it’s not easy, and in fact it is very uncomfortable.  At times, awkward.  Do it anyway.  Kill them with kindness?  It works… and it’s love.
It also means promoting those who try to demote you.  How?  When someone asks, “Do you know anyone who would be good at ___”, if the person who is hard to love would fit the blank… recommend them.  Even though it feels like a slow, painful death… do it.

It means praying for them.  And, no, not the prayer that says “Change them, let them see the error our their ways”.  Pray for blessing over them… for peace & more of His presence.  Pray for financial blessing, for favor at work, for a healthy family and home.  Sure, it doesn’t feel right, if they are being nasty, why should they be blessed, but try it.  Try it for 2 weeks and see if you attitude towards them doesn’t change (it will, I promise).

It means not letting their words and actions make you think less of yourself.
It means knowing who you are in Christ and wanting them to know who they are too.
It means understanding that hurt people, hurt people.
And it means remembering what Christ said:

But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also.
Matthew 5:39

No… they aren’t evil… but the premise still applies.

This isn’t a comprehensive list of what to do.  These are merely things that the Lord has shown me.  I am sad to say that I am learning this and walking through this because I did not always do those things.  Its not easy!  When every fiber of your being is screaming for revenge, crying out for your own justice, it is so hard to do what is right.  It feels like you are doing  the wrong thing at first.  Loving the unlovable is truly hard.  There is no easy way.  There is no magic solution, no 12 step program, but we need to try.  Take it one step at a time… pick one thing to try and just try it for one week.  Keep trying, keep praying, keep asking God to guide your steps and heal your heart.  He will… and it is worth it.

The Greatest Thing of All


Faith, Hope & Love.  3 words that have deep meaning for most… and especially us Christians.  It is by faith that we are saved, it is hope that keeps our eyes on Christ, and without love, we have nothing.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13

Alright, I’ll admit it… I love love.  I adore Valentine’s Day… it’s so cute and sweet and such a wonderful opportunity to share with your loved ones a little extra special somethin’.  Yea, It’s commercialized, and a great excuse to sell lots of cheesy heart shaped things and tacky stuffed animals, but I don’t care.  I like it.

I tend to be a lover… not a fighter.  I like things to be smooth and breezy.  Remember those giggling unicorns?  Yea, that’s really how my mind works.  Glitter, rainbows, sunshine, and unicorns.  Me and confrontation?  We certainly aren’t getting married.  Strife, war, enemies, and discord don’t really fit into my master plan.  But the reality is…. it is a part of life.  As long as Satan is hanging around like a punk, there will be “issues” and “drama”.

Kinda crappy huh?  It’s probably a little pointless to, ehem, point this out, but I do NOT deal well with any of that stuff.  It makes me want to run and hide.  Think turtle… or ostrich.  Take your pick, I don’t resemble either one.. I do, however, resemble these animals:
Don’t Judge, mkay?

Well, that was a rabbit trail I didn’t intend to travel down, but it made me giggle, so it stays.

Anyways… I don’t deal with strife or conflict well.  I just want everyone to love me and each other.  Life is too short for all the junk and I like to pretend it doesn’t exist.

But it does.

It realllllllllllllly does.

Hatred stirs up strife, but love covers all offenses.
Proverbs 10:12

The Word tells us that it exists, and even gives us a plan to fix it.  How? It’s actually super simple.  So simple, in fact, that most of the time we royally screw it up.  It’s love.  If we would just LOVE, it would simple cover up all offenses.  Like an eraser on a chalkboard… love smooths over the hate and scatters it far and wide so it can’t rule over anything anymore.

Love is a many splendor-ed thing, love lifts us up, all you need is love.  Yea, I know, that’s from Moulin Rouge.  (Excuse my musical reference… but you are on a site named Musically Pink…. just sayin’.)
Seriously, though, love is all we need.  Love covers a multitude of sins, love is how we reach out to the unsaved, love is the language that can diffuse a war.  Why?  Because God is love.  And God is everything.  He is all we need, so Love is all we need.

(I know this doesn’t do this subject justice, and I will be posting more on how and when to walk in love and more, so stayed tuned!)

Romans 8:1

Romans 8:1

There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.


Guilt.  Condemnation.  Its a heavy burden.  It can weigh us down, make us feel low, unworthy, trapped, and lost.  It can keep us from God… from the best He has for us.

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
1 John 1:9

Repent therefore, and turn again, that your sins may be blotted out.
Acts 3:19

He will again have compassion on us; he will tread our iniquities underfoot. You will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.
Micah 7:19

God is so very clear about guilt… DON’T HAVE IT.  Of course, that was supposed to be a little funny… but blogging doesn’t convey the stupid face I just made as I said it.  For real though, there is no room for guilt in the Christian walk.  Why?  Because God has told us that he is FAITHFUL and will forgive us.  WILL forgive.  Has forgiven.  You are forgiven.  Not only forgiven… but it’s forgotten.  Your sins are cast into the very very (VERY) deep depths of the sea.   It’s forgotten.  He forgets it.

He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.
Revelation 21:4

God doesn’t promise that life would always ROCK, that it would always be filled with sunshine and glitter and giggling unicorns.   He didn’t say that you wouldn’t make insanely dumb decisions, that you wouldn’t lose those close to you, or deal with crazy junk, nasty people, or silly drama.  There is so much that we will go through and we can live in that guilt, let it consume us, trap us, and swallow us and turn us into a hollow shell of the person we were.  It will tear us up if we let it.

It’s time to let go of the guilt  To recognize that Jesus took all your guilt, shame and condemnation onto Himself so you wouldn’t have to live in it.  He wants to wipe the tears from your eyes, to take away your mourning, your crying, your pain.  He wants to give you joy and dancing, love and peace.  He wants to wrap His arms around you and just hold you.

Will you let Him?  Will you give Him your guilt, your shame?  Are you willing to let it go so you can experience the fullness of Him?  Are you willing to let Him in?

Are you willing to give up all your junk?  He is waiting with open arms.