In The Garden of Our Heart

kinkade_gardenPrayerB

Prayer is simply choosing to walk and talk with God in the unseen quiet places of the heart—the way it was in the garden in the very beginning.

I have always believed that God has every intention of making a garden of Eden out of our hearts, then walking with us there each day, the way He did in the beginning with Adam and Eve.

Becoming a “Christian” is NEVER about being better than anyone else, or doing all kinds of “good” things and avoiding all the “bad” things. It is about choosing each day to let God restore the garden of our heart, transforming it into what our Creator originally intended it to be—a place where love and joy,  peace and gentleness, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, patience and self-control—thrive.

It’s intended to be a place where we can come out from our hiding places and walk and talk with Him, face-to-face, and heart-to-heart.

I believe this is what He always intended for us.

It’s simple.

I am to plant the seeds by sowing my prayers. He pulls the weeds by removing my fears and unbelief. Then His Love makes a path for my feet to run home; to return and rest dwelling safe in His arms.

Now, faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.

[Hebrews 11:1 NIV]

My Prayer for GHANA:

NEW HOPE FOR GHANA

                       “At least there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail.” Job 14:7 NIV

Father,
Thank you for opening Your throne room and giving us free and open access this day.
LORD, we come to You on the behalf of the Nation of Ghana.
You see her LORD. All her problems, all her weary wandering. We lift her up to You Abba. Her people. Her land. Her Church. We ask You to revive her again. Bring Fresh Wind and Fresh Fire to her Church. Surround her with songs of Your mighty Deliverance! Let the singers who sing the victorious songs of the LORD, go forth!
We ask that you would drive out despair, and apathy, and corruption. Let her Church come alive in these last days, like an eagle who has shed the old, and worn, and useless feathers, and now reaches for the sky, with new plumes of mighty wings, toward the God who made him.

new hope for Ghana
Fresh Wind Father. New Hope. (I cannot escape these words.) Fresh Fire!
You are alive in Ghana LORD. You are there, with her, each day, in every way; in every problem. Bring righteous men to govern her people. Men with wisdom from above. Bring Godly teachers for her training LORD. Whatever she needs, may they come from the four corners of the earth. May it be done, in Jesus Mighty Name, because He loves her so!
Call together the intercessors LORD. Let them lift up holy hands, to the God who hears them and longs to answer. Open their spirit’s eyes, open their hearts, to all you want to do in this land. May Heaven come down, and new hope be born, in each heart that cries out for her.
Abba, thank you. Thank you for all You have done, for all You are doing, and for all You have yet to do. Great are You LORD! Great is Your power, and great is Your Love for Ghana!
We beseech You Father, do all that is in Your heart for this people. In Jesus Omnipotent Name we ask all of this, and call it done.
Amen. (And so be it.)

job

You may have your own copy of this prayer available in FREE EBOOK: BESEECHING GRACE (click link below)

copyright Beseeching Grace, Molly ~ woundresser, 2016

My Prayer for CHINA:

THE APPOINTED TIME

“…For the time to favor her. Yes, the set time, has come.” Psalm 102:13 NKJV

Father,

     I come into Your throne room again, on the behalf of Your Beloved, China.
First Father I thank you, with all my heart I thank you, for all whose prayers have come before me. I thank you for all You are doing, and for all who are praying now. I know Father, Your Church in China prays 24-7, and we join our voices with theirs.

Father, may every desire of Your heart for China come to pass in our day. May Your perfect plans for them be accomplished, now in our time.

Open the eyes of the mind’s of the blind, by Your Spirit Winds blowing across the face of this cherished land. May every hungry and searching heart find You on their own Damascus Road. Show Yourself Father in Love and Power. May every one You have chosen find You. Teach them Father how much You love them and about Your awesome plans for them!

Abba, I ask for a change in government policies. I ask for unprecedented favor for Your Church, from the lowest, to the highest echelons of government. May Your will be done in this Earth, as it is in Heaven.

May the prisons be opened and the captives released. May the scourge of abortion, especially sex-specific abortions be stopped. May the government’s eyes be opened to the far-reaching negative consequences of these brutal policies. May suicide, and all human trafficking be brought to an end. May the young in China realize the truth, that God is real, and that Jesus Christ is the only answer for the emptiness they feel.

I ask that the persecution of Your Church, and all the enemy’s plans, be turned back! I ask for Your Angel Armies to come from the North, the South, the East, the West, to do Your bidding.

Open doors Father that cannot be shut—just as You have promised!

Make a way for each Believer where there seems to be no way. Let them know they are NOT forgotten, not by You, not by us, Your Church.

We pray for Your peace and hope to overflow each heart.

I pray for the protection for Your Church Abba; for her strength; for overwhelming love for her enemies; for overflowing joy in her journey. May Your Church continue to grow amid China’s ongoing persecution.

May Your Word find a new open door, and go forth to every longing heart, and home.

May Your Church be established in pure biblical teaching and doctrine, and may all false religions and teaching, be exposed.

Thank you Father for hearing us, for we know You have heard our prayers, and since all these things are Your will, it is done in Jesus Name just as You promised!

Great are You LORD and greatly to be praised!

Act Father! NOW! We beseech You for these Your Beloved, in China.

ab497c9b769ed2c47f38d8a98e862f09

You may have your own copy of this prayer available in FREE EBOOK: BESEECHING GRACE

© Beseeching Grace, Molly ~ woundresser, 2016

Beseeching Grace ~ Free Ebook of Prayers for The Nations!

The Gospel Of Prayer by Leonard Ravenhill

There’s nothing more transfiguring than prayer. People often ask, “Why do you insist on prayer so much?” The answer is very simple – because Jesus did. You could change the title of the Gospel according to St. Luke to the Gospel of Prayer. It’s the prayer life of Jesus. The other evangelists say that Jesus was in the Jordan and the Spirit descended on Him as a dove – Luke says it was while He was praying that the Spirit descended on Him. The other evangelists say that Jesus chose 12 disciples – Luke says it was after He spent a night in prayer that He chose 12 disciples. The other evangelists say that Jesus died on a cross – Luke says that even when He was dying Jesus was praying for those who persecuted Him. The other evangelists say Jesus went on a mount and He was transfigured – Luke says it was while He was praying that He was transfigured. There’s nothing more transfiguring than prayer.

The Scriptures say that the disciples went to bed, but Jesus went to pray – as was His custom. It was His custom to pray. Now Jesus was the Son of God – He was definitely anointed for His ministry. If Jesus needed all that time in prayer, don’t you and I need time in prayer? If Jesus needed it in every crisis, don’t you and I need it in every crisis?

The story goes that a group of tourists visiting a picturesque village saw an old man sitting by a fence. In a rather patronizing way, one of the visitors asked, “Were any great men born in this village?” Without looking up the old man replied, “No, only babies.” The greatest men were once babies. The greatest saints were once toddlers in the things of the Spirit.

C. H. Spurgeon was converted at the age of 16 and began preaching in London at the age of 19. When he was 27, they built him a tabernacle seating 6,000 which he packed twice on Sundays – that’s 12,000 – and once on Thursday nights. How? He waited on God. He got alone with God. He studied…and he prayed.

Desperate Prayer

God makes all His best people in loneliness. Do you know what the secret of praying is? Praying in secret. “But you, when you pray, go into your inner room, and when you have shut your door…” (Matt. 6:6). You can’t show off when the door’s shut and nobody’s there. You can’t display your gifts. You can impress others, but you can’t impress God.

I Samuel 1:1-15 gives an account of the yearly trip Elkanah and his wife, Hannah, made to Shiloh to worship and sacrifice to the Lord. During this time, Hannah had been distressed that she was not able to bear a son for her husband. This passage of Scripture gives quite a descriptive account of her time in prayer concerning the barrenness of her womb. It says that Hannah wept. More than this, she wept until she was sore. She poured out her soul before the Lord. Her heart was grieving; she was bitter of soul, provoked, and of a sorrowful spirit.

Now that’s a pretty good list of afflictions – sorrow, hardship, and everything else that came upon this woman. But the key to the whole situation is that she was a praying woman. In verse 20 it says that she reaped her reward. “And it came about in due time, after Hannah had conceived, that she gave birth to a son; and she named him Samuel, saying, ‘Because I have asked him of the Lord.'”

Now I say very often – and people don’t like it – that God doesn’t answer prayer. He answers desperate prayer! Your prayer life denotes how much you depend on your own ability, and how much you really believe in your heart when you sing, “Nothing in my hands I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling….” The more self- confidence you have, the less you pray. The less self-confidence you have, the more you have to pray.

What does the Scripture say? It says that God takes the lowly, the things that are not. Paul says in I Corinthians 1:28 that God takes the things that are not to bring to nothing the things that are, so that no flesh should glory in His presence. We need a bunch of “are nots” today.

The Language of the Poor

Prayer is the language of the poor. Over and over again David, the King of Israel, says, “Incline Thine ear, O Lord, and answer me; for I am afflicted and needy” (Psalm 86:1). And do you remember that one of the greatest psalms he wrote says, “This poor man cried and the Lord heard him…” (Psalm 34:6).

The apostle Paul overwhelms me with his spirituality, his pedigree, his colossal intellect. Yet he says that he’s very conscious that when he’s weak, he is strong. He was always trying to prove to himself and to others that he was a nobody.

True prayer is a two-way communication. I speak to God and God speaks to me. I don’t know how the Spirit makes communication – or why God needs me to pray – but that’s how God works.

“Get Up And Pray!”

One day I was at a conference with Dr. V. Raymond Edman of Wheaton College, one of the greatest Christian educators in this country. He told us of an experience he had while he was in Ecuador as a missionary. He hadn’t been there long before he was sick and dying. He was so near death that they had already dug his grave. He had great beads of sweat on his brow and there was a death rattle in his throat. But suddenly he sat straight up in bed and said to his wife, “Bring me my clothes!” Nobody knew what had happened.

Many years later he was retelling the story in Boston. Afterward, a little old lady with a small, dog-eared, beaten-up book, approached him and asked, “What day did you say you were dying? What time was it in Ecuador? What time would it be in Boston?” When he answered her, her wrinkled face lit up. Pointing to her book, she said. “There it is, you see? At 2 a.m. God said to get up and pray – the devil’s trying to kill Raymond Edman in Ecuador.” And she’d gotten up and prayed.

Duncan Campbell told the story of hearing a farmer in his field who was praying. He was praying about Greece. Afterward, he asked him why he was praying. The man said, “I don’t know. I had a burden in the spirit and God said, ‘You pray; there’s someone in Greece that is in a bad situation.’ I prayed until I got a release.” Two or three years later the farmer was in a meeting listening to a missionary. The man described a time when he was working in Greece. He had been in serious trouble. The time? Two or three years ago. The men compared notes and discovered that it was the very same day that God had burdened a farmer, on a little island off the coast of Scotland, to pray for a man in Greece whose name he didn’t even know.

It may seem the Lord gives you strange things. I don’t care. If the Lord tells you something, carry on with what the Lord tells you.

Who Shall Ascend to the Hill of the Lord?”

There’s another experience Duncan Campbell told about when he was working in Scotland.

“I couldn’t preach,” he said. “I couldn’t get through to God. The heavens were solid. It was as though there was a 10 ft. ceiling of steel.” So he quit trying to preach. He asked a young man named John Cameron to pray. The boy stood up and said, “What’s the use of praying if we’re not right with God?” He quoted the 24th Psalm, “Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord?”

You can’t approach God unless your hands are clean, which means your relationships with others are clean and your heart is clean. “Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord? He who has clean hands and a pure heart…” (Psalm 24.3-4).

After the boy recited Psalm 24 he began to pray. He prayed 10, 15, 20 minutes. Then he suddenly said, “Excuse me, Lord, while I resist the devil.” He turned around and began to tell the devil where to go and how to get there. He fought for all he was worth. You talk about having on the armor of God and resisting the devil! When he finished resisting the devil, he finished his prayer. He prayed for 45 minutes! When he finished praying it was just as though God had pulled a little switch in heaven. The Spirit of God came down on that church, that community, on the dance hall at the other end of town, and the tavern on this end of town. Revival was born in that prayer!

At the end of Malachi it says, “And the Lord, whom you seek, will suddenly (that’s the word I like, suddenly) come to his temple” (Malachi 3:1). Remember what it says about the shepherds? They were watching their flocks by night when suddenly there was the sound of the heavenly host. Do you remember a bunch of men that had been waiting in the upper room? Suddenly the Holy Spirit came on them in that room.

There’s a date in history that I love very much. It was Wednesday, August 13, 1737. A little group of people in Moravia were waiting in a prayer meeting. At 11:00 suddenly the Holy Spirit came. Do you know what happened? The prayer meeting that began at 11:00 lasted 100 years! That’s right. That prayer room was not empty for a century! It’s the longest prayer among men and women that I know of. Even children six and seven years old travailed in prayer for countries the names of which they couldn’t even spell.

Why We Don’t Have Revival

In an old town in Ireland they’ll show you with reverence a place where four young men met night after night after night praying for revival. In Wales, there’s a place in the hills where three or four young men only 18 or 19 years old met and prayed night after night. They wouldn’t let God go; they would not take no for an answer. As far as humanly possible they prayed a revival into birth. If you’re thinking of revival at your church without any inconvenience, forget it. Revival costs a lot.

I can give you one simple reason why we don’t have revival in America. Because we’re content to live without it. We’re not seeking God – we’re seeking miracles, we’re seeking big crusades, we’re seeking blessings. In Numbers 11, Moses said to God, “You’re asking me to carry a burden I can’t handle. Do something or kill me!” Do you love America enough to say, “God, send revival or kill me”? Do you think it’s time we changed Patrick Henry’s prayer from, “Give me liberty or give me death,” to “Give me revival or let me die”?

In the 30th chapter of Genesis, Rachael goes to Jacob and throws herself down in despair. She says, “Give me children or else I die.” Are you willing to throw yourself down before God to seek the spiritual birth of spiritual children in our country?

People say, “I’m filled with the Holy Spirit.” If the coming of the Spirit didn’t revolutionize your prayer life, you’d better check on it. I’m not so sure you got what God wanted you to get.

We’ve said that prayer changes things. No! Prayer doesn’t change things. Prayer changes people and they change things. We all want Gabriel to do the job. God says do it yourself – with My sufficiency and My strength.

We need to get like this woman, Hannah. What did she do? She wept, she was grieved, she said she had a complaint, she fasted – and she prayed.

Jesus, the anointed of God, made prayer His custom. Paul, with his background and intellect, depended on prayer because he said he was weak. David, the king, called himself a poor man and cried to the Lord. Hannah prayed for a son and gave birth to a prophet. The prayers of a handful of young men sparked revival.

There’s nothing more transfiguring than prayer.


COPYRIGHT/REPRODUCTION LIMITATIONS: This data file is the sole property of Leonard Ravenhill. It may not be altered or edited in any way. It may be reproduced only in its entirety for circulation as “freeware,” without charge. All reproductions of this data file must contain the copyright notice (i.e., “Copyright (C)1995 by Leonard Ravenhill, Lindale, Texas”). This data file may not be used without the permission of Leonard Ravenhill for resale or the enhancement of any other product sold. This includes all of its content with the exception of a few brief quotations. Please give the following source credit: Copyright (C)1994 by Leonard Ravenhill, Lindale, Texas – http://www.ravenhill.org

unnamedQG15L8DU

Beseeching Grace: An International Prayer Collection includes over twenty-five beautiful prayers for a variety of countries around the world.

Source: Free ebook!

Beseeching Grace Prayer

 

About Me

I love words. And stories! Especially stories about overcoming. Stories about HOPE. I believe hope is the one thing (after Jesus) that none of us can live without! So I write. Stories that I pray will bring hope to anyone who is struggling.
If that’s you? I want you to know one thing today. I have prayed for you. You haven’t come to this page by chance. I have asked God to bring you here. I have asked God to give you everything you need most… And yes, I have asked Him to give you HOPE.

LORD, right now, will You wrap your arms around the precious one who is reading this. Will you breathe fresh hope into their heart, and bring fresh strength to their life. Please teach them Jesus… just HOW MUCH You love them! In Jesus Name I ask this, amen.

(He does you know.)
LOVE YOU!
And I’ll tell you something else that might surprise you…
He always answers that prayer.
Thank you for coming.
God bless you and keep you, today, and all the days of your life.

“I will answer them before they even call to me. While they are still talking to me about their needs, I will go ahead and answer their prayers!” Isaiah 65:24 TLB

Source: About Me

Prayer for The Nations: Beseeching Grace

A book of prayers that will shake the earth and turn you into a world changer!

Prayer plumes the wings of God’s young eaglets so that they may learn to mount above the clouds. Prayer brings inner strength to God’s warriors and sends them forth to spiritual battle with their muscles firm and their armor in place. We know not what prayer cannot do!

—Charles Spurgeon, Prayer Coach

Prayer is the most powerful resource we have in this life; yet, many only turn to it as a last resort. When unbelievers pray for repentance of sin and ask for God’s forgiveness, prayer is the spiritual dynamite that obliterates the darkness and despair of a sin-soaked soul.

“The Gospel is not an old, old story, freshly told. It is a fire in the Spirit, fed by the flame of Immortal Love; and woe unto us, if, through our negligence to stir up the Gift of God which is within us, that fire burns low.”
Leonard Ravenhill, Why Revival Tarries

unnamedQG15L8DU

The Lost Years

I used to call them, “the lost years.” because that is what I first believed them to be.

They were my called aside years.

In the beginning I couldn’t see any value in them at all.

You see, I had had an important job. A job I loved. I had been serving on the staff of a large church… and I had plans. Big plans. Plans for doing BIG things for God.

Imagine my shock and dismay when God announced that was not His plan. Instead of my great plan, to do GREAT things, God spoke clearly to my heart one night that He simply wanted me to: “Go back.”

Just two little words.

(Oh, but I knew instantly the BIG thing God was asking.)

Go back.

Hot tears sprang from my eyes.

Go back?

“Noooooooooooo!” I shouted. (Inside my heart.) “Not that!”

God was sending me back to the place I had said I would never return to. Back to my family. Back, to care for my mother. A mother who had had little use for me as I grew up. A mother I had never understood, and who certainly had never understood me! My mother. Who was always angry. Always difficult. Always ready to bicker and fight at the slightest provocation. Me? The peace-lover? I was the one to care for her?

All I could think was, “Pleeeeeeez LORD. Not this!”

(My heart sunk to my shoes as I contemplated everything “going back” actually meant.)

Let me just say, I believe there is a day like this that comes to all disciples who say they want to follow Jesus. Jesus said, “If you cling to your life, you will lose it; but if you give it up for Me, you will save it.” [Matthew 10:39 TLB] Yes, I believe there is a day for all of us, when He asks for all your shining hopes and plans to be laid down. A day when you are called to choose, obedience to Christ, above all else.

I did go back.

Spent ten years caring for my very contrary mother.

Ten years, that in the beginning, seemed to be nothing but wasted and squandered years. (Oh, but they weren’t!) I learned so many things in those seemingly lost years.

I laid my life down. My dreams. The life I had so neatly planned out.

But I found the life God had been planning for me since I was a young girl. I found the dream I had long ago abandoned.

You see, in my lonliness and desperation during those first lost years, I began to journal. Filled pages and pages to start with, with dismal tears, and blind frustrations. But as time went by my writing changed. I changed. Until one day I realized. In my seemingly wasted years… I had found myself.

I discovered her. The woman God had been creating during those wilderness years…

And, a short time after. I wrote my first book manuscript.

I actually became the dream. The dream that was God’s plan for me all along…

I became a writer.

0198737e939bf15b9a06192c3729d2c6

 

 

 

Counting Sand Dunes

Waiting…
Not my best thing!
I am a “do-er, a planner, a list-maker”…
Action is my favorite thing!
Motion, movement, progress…
I love it!
So when God whispers to my heart, “wait…”
My heart sinks.
My fists clench.
My feet shuffle.
Why is waiting so dog-gone hard?
Oh, man!
(Want my big list or my little one?)
When God says “wait” I get restless.
When God says “wait” my mind starts circling, pacing, looking for signals, signposts… anything!
Waiting times feel like wilderness times to me.
Deserts, where there is nothing to do but count sand dunes.
(ugh.)
Is waiting time wasted time?
(I don’t think so.)
My waiting times have taught me some very valuable lessons.
The most important one is that: God never wastes time, He uses it.
Waiting times can be times for rest, renewal, and revival.
Waiting times can prepare us for what’s ahead.
They can, and usually are, a teaching time…
Times when God, and God alone, has my full attention.
So, right now, if God has you in a holding pattern…
If for the present you are sequestered in a quiet place…
Instead of feeling abandoned or stuck…
Instead of impatiently pacing…
Get quiet.
Reflect.
Pray.
Then, listen.
Expect.
Confidently expect.
Chances are that’s what God has been doing.
Waiting.
For you.
For silence.
So He can come near.
So He can be heard.
He has been waiting.
Patiently waiting.
On YOU.

8eb50fae4ea2d734f684f921f02f2a19_edited

 

 

Let Us Give Thanks…

Giving thanks, especially for washing feet is definitely not very popular—not in Jesus day and not in ours.

When I became a member of the staff of a large Evangelical Church in the Seattle area, one of the pastors I was to work with explained the 80/20 principle to me. “Basically,” he said. “Eighty percent of the work of the church is done by Twenty percent of the church membership.”

Bummer! Oh, and thanks for the pep talk!

It was going to be one of my responsibilities to staff all the church nurseries and preschool Sunday school rooms with volunteers.

Have you ever worked in a nursery of a large church? It’s changing a mountain poopy diapers, and rocking cranky babies, for the longest hour and a half of your life. It’s pure foot-washing!

I learned a lot in that job about servanthood, both from what I was lucky enough to observe and also from the assignments I was able to participate in. I was convinced “angels” walked the halls of that Early Childhood wing every single week. Some of the most beautiful people it has ever been my privilege to serve with, both women and pre-teen girls, who showed up week after week to serve some of the most helpless and needy people in our congregation. Little people, who couldn’t say, “Thank you for the excellent and loving care.”

Then there were the parents who could have expressed their thanks but rarely did. One parent stands out in my memory.

give thanks

I was subbing for one of my preschool teachers who called in sick that Sunday morning when a mom came up to me at the end of the class to pick up her three-year-old. She began lambasting me about “how I didn’t deserve” to have the job I had been given on staff. I was just “a newcomer” to the church after all, and she felt there were “…so many other women who were better qualified and more deserving of the job.” certainly more than little ‘ole me! In her opinion,”I didn’t merit a job with so much prestige, and who did I think I was, anyway?”

I just smiled and let her have her say but I kept wondering,

“Should I tell her about how I have to work late into the night each Saturday to get all the rooms ready for Sunday morning? Should I tell her I’m the one that cleans the bathrooms and scrubs the toilets, because the janitorial staff is overworked and exhausted, and they too, have to work late into the night each Saturday prepping the building? Should I tell her I’m the one who takes any kid that won’t stop crying, calms, and comforts them by walking them through the building, explaining where mom and dad are, and that they haven’t been abandoned forever to these strangers? Should I tell her about all the Sunday night nurseries I take because no one is willing to work them? Perhaps I should keep track of all the poopy diapers I had personally changed that week; the rooms I painted; the hours of sewing; the extra cleaning?” You know, all that really prestigious stuff.

No, maybe not. I’ll just let her hang onto her illusions about prestige a little while longer. Instead, I prayed, “LORD, please show this dear lady that in Your Kingdom—the higher you go the lower you must stoop—even if it means patiently taking clueless-guff from a thankless mom.”

Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live. 1 Thess. 5:18 MSG

imagesZFEMGH4X

The Battle Is Real But…

My fiercest battles are with an idea that is sometimes monthly, sometimes weekly… sometimes daily. Ever get an “idea” in your head that dogs you?

Yeah, I know, me too.

Okay, I hate admitting this, especially since on this blog I talk constantly about NOT giving up.

Here at wound dresser we have one simple message: There is fresh HOPE in each new sunrise.

But, here’s the thing.

The enemy fights his fiercest battles against me because I am called to be “an encourager”. Yep, I do battle “big time” with the Adversary and his creepy little friends. All those insidious little whisper-mongers that show up at all the worst possible times.

You know the ones.

The moments when you’re hurting so bad you are gasping for your next breath. Moments when you’re just SO sick-n-tired, of being SO sick-n-tired. And, let’s not forget the lowest of the LOW—those moments when your world crashes around you because everything you believed was “true,” everything that was your own personal TRUE NORTH, well it just ain’t really REAL at all. When you’re lookin’ at life from that infamous rock-bottom-pit called ROCKBOTTOM, that’s when all the insidious little “Give-up” monsters come crooning into your ears saying things like, “You idiot. What were you thinking? Nobody believes. Nobody cares. You’re wasting your time. Why don’t you just give up?”

(Don’t think I preach from some pulpit called ‘got-it-all-together’.

Oh no, Woundresser was commissioned from dark places. There are many years of wounding’s that happen before you can even think of being a “woundresser.”

Yet, it is from those battle scars with their extensive and expensive education, that comfort sweetly flows. There’s nothing like feeling the knife yourself to give you a graphic understanding of the pain others feel.

So what’s my point?

Our wounds are not random or meaningless. God transforms our pain into redeeming purpose, first for our own lives, but then also for the lives of others. Our hurting is often the price we pay for an “understanding” heart.

If you’re struggling today, please remember, Jesus has a plan.

He has purpose in what’s going on. His strength will get you through this battle. It’s not us that holds it all together—it’s Him!

There is good stuff somewhere up ahead, so don’t give up, don’t give in, don’t give out. When nothing in your life makes sense—Jesus will. When all your strength is gone—Jesus will give you His. And, when your hope is on life support? Jesus will breathe fresh hope into you.

“…BECAUSE His compassions fail not. THEY ARE NEW EVERY MORNING… great is His faithfulness… therefore, I HOPE IN HIM!”   Lamentations 3:22-24

I don’t care who has walked out on you, who has lied on you, or who has told you, “This will never work. You will never be enough. It is hopeless. You are hopeless. Just quit!”

Don’t you believe it!

Yeah, the battle is real, but here’s some TRUTH to wrap around your hurting heart.

Jesus walks in when the world walks out. (Heb. 13:5)
Jesus never lies—never. (Num. 23:19)
Jesus always finishes what He has begun—always. (Phil. 1:6)
Jesus is ENOUGH for every IMPOSSIBLE in your life!

hope for the battle

He’s got you.
With God, nothing, NOTHING is impossible. You’re not at the end, you’re in the-murky-middle, and that is where the battle rages. It’s where the temptation to give up can seem overwhelming.

The battle is real—but so are His mercies.

He’s got this.

“Is there any god like our God? Are we not at bedrock? Is not this the God who armed me, then aimed me in the right direction?” Psalm 18:31 The Message

You bet! Hope is here. In Him. In Christ ALL things hold together.
(How do I know that’s true?)
He keeps holding me together!

He’s here withew grace, fresh strength, victorious hope.

“Christ is the exact likeness of the unseen God. He existed before God made anything at all, and, in fact, Christ himself is the Creator who made everything in heaven and earth, the things we can see and the things we can’t; the spirit world with its kings and kingdoms, its rulers and authorities; all were made by Christ for his own use and glory. He was before all else began and it is his power that holds everything together.

Col. 1:15-17

41627b92fa938bb52ac8e818d975f47c

Save

© 2017 Martha (Molly) Gibbons blog text. All rights reserved.